Electrolicious

You know that website filled with awful promotional band photos? It’s awesome, right? Well, here’s a little secret for those of you who don’t dabble in the rave/club scene: DJ promotional shots are just as bad. No, really. Let me show you.

I don’t really understand the juxtaposition of armed conflict, cops beating people and war cinematography with mobs of neo-pagan featherhats jumping up and down having fun.

Every year the week before Labor Day, I start to feel a little like Kirk Cameron: Left Behind. Yes, it’s time again for Burning Man, which functions like a week-long Rapture of the Freaks … weirdoes of all sorts are sucked off the streets of cities up and down the Left Coast. Those of us [...]

ROAR, originally uploaded by Optic Desire.

Here’s my write-up of Shambhala. I’ll add links to pictures later when I’m not tired out.
GETTING THERE
Shambhala is located on the outskirts of Salmo, BC, just over the Canadian border about three hours north of Spokane, WA. Approximate driving time from Seattle: eight hours, excluding any border wait times. Expect to be searched at the [...]

Napping Lovers, originally uploaded by Playapixie.
Despite the fact that Dre and I were never up later than 2am at Shambhala,
we still ended up like this after a few days. We rock the naps HARDCOREZ!

Maggie, Ariel, BenPed, originally uploaded by Lily!.
There. I said it. In my 10 years and of party- and festival-going, Shambhala outdid anything else I’ve ever been to. And yes, that includes Berlin’s Love Parade, Burning Man, and the infamous Glastonbury (just barely, though). More details later.

It was recently revealed that Seattle’s Capitol Hill shootings were the result of a premeditated attack against the rave community. According to this article, “the report suggests that rather than the murders being random, Huff sought out ravers as his victims. ‘He clearly targeted, stalked, hunted the rave community.’”
It’s pretty fucked up to hear the [...]

Last night our new neighbors (five college-aged kids, all recently relocated from Colorado) threw their housewarming party, which was toga themed and included some wickedly strong backyard jungle juice. I went over to say hello and meet them all, and learned that one of them works at Trader Joe’s.
“Ooh, I love Trader Joe’s,” I admitted [...]

What I learned during this trip, the safe-for-public-consumption version:

It doesn’t matter if they suck: Rubio’s fish tacos are still my favorite.

Despite the fact that I love my desert ravers like nobody’s business, it is time to finally admit that I am not a desert raver. I get absolutely intolerable when temperatures rise above 90 degrees. [...]