RED ROOM II: Europa

Everyone would greatly benefit from a European vacation.

Unofficially, it changed my life. Perspectives are very important in how we deal with others and with our environment. Changing perspectives can greatly alter a state of mind and even go as far as to create a new path in your life. Pfffchhheaa, soh duuude datsss wat happin. I changed my perspectives and out bore a new path for myself, a path dimly lit with a small red light off in the distance.

I was never into music.

It was simply too..."all the same shit?" It was always about the new top tracks, and quite honestly I didn't see the importance. I enjoyed some stuff, naturally. I grew up liking old school rock and roll (Dad) and funky ass booty shaking disco electro (Mom). There was flavor in that, I could see it and I could see how my parents could see it. I remember thinking I really really wish I had something to that efkt. Something that I could call my own personal music taste.
I was listening to Top-40 Junior year of College.

(From now on I will dub this genre as "Shit-40")

Well as I said before, Europe happened, and Europe changed my perspectives. There was this growing culture of something I couldn't describe. It wasn't just this or that, it was everything. It was everywhere, literally. You heard it in the stores, in the coffee shops, at the night scene. All different versions of what I genuinely regret labeling as simply [insert word here] (I refuse to use this word, it's like using racial derogatory slander but against what I truly now love and honor: Electronic Music. But if you don't know what this word is by now, it starts with a "T" and ends with a "fuck no"). I loved it, and I couldn't get enough. I needed to hear it, everywhere, all the time, day and especially night. The bass was my new heartbeat.

And when I came back I told many stories of my adventures. How I walked the earth, in Europe. But I just didn't realize how powerful and how fast the "disease" of electronica was creeping through my veins. In just a few weeks my entire music selection transformed and I hung those good old tracks in the backroom for an undisclosed later date. New tracks were fascinating, each one a different flavor and a different beat. It was the beat that was important, a different beat meant a different...

Ok ok, I'll get right to it. Erich, Katharine and I - skratch - Erich and Katharine were headed to a party. DinoWhores and Trannysaurus Sex Party, quite original. They were making masks, cute little dinosaur masks made of foam and in bright neon colors, quite original. I didn't feel like going because it was going to be at this gross house next to the 7-11 and there were mad weirdos always showing up at these events. Don't get me wrong, there were some decent people there but there weren't enough of them to shine through the muck of darkness that these weirdos brought to this house.

So I didn't want to go, but I made a costume any way. And then I started to smoke. Lots. Like the scene in the 5th Element, I had activated all the key ingredients and unlocked a curious and yet simple affair.

1 Strobe
1 Projector
6 speakers
1 Reciever
1 Computer
3 People
...Oh yeah and T

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ELECTRONIC MUSIC

And the raves were born.