bringing up the rear on the demf review front:
quite a weekend. it was a mix of good music and a pretty depressing,
drugged-out, 15-year-old raver crowd. i guess i anticipated that more of
the people would be there because they wanted to hear the specific
artists...unfortunately i got the feeling that if it were a giant trance
music festival, 90% of the crowd would still be there.
but all cynicism aside, the highlights were finding suburban knight's "art
of stalking" minutes after walking into record time on friday, the 7th
city party on saturday night, the planet e one on sunday, and inner city
on monday. being such a misanthrope i felt like the afterparties were
better than alot of the festival itself- less overwhelming, fewer guys
with hemp necklaces and glowsticks screaming "WOOOOO! YEAH!!", and nice
dark and dry rooms. dancing amongst 313-ers at kdj's live set at the
planet e party was one of the nicest music moments i have experienced in a
long long time. what WAS that last track he played?
other than the music, seeing detroit for the first time was incredible. it
was so strangely beautiful...it's been kind of depressing to come back
to normal life here in new york, but looking down at all the scratches on
my knees from crawling under the fence to walk around in the old train
station brings something back. this past weekend was the kind that is
instantly burned into the "fond memories" section of my brain...i can't
think of any other way to describe it.
to those i met and re-met: rob, dan sicko, teep, macqueen, james duncan
and jooner, technotourists en massee- hans, otto, and wibo, titonton,
minto and j, and a whole slew of other 313ers... it was wonderful to
see all of you.
and hey if anyone got the number of that hot furry tiger man with the
orange lampshade on his head please send it to me pronto.
-ana
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