Though the following was originally posted on the ne-raves and pb-cle-raves mailing lists in the late 90s, I still feel largely the same way about things
THIS MUSIC IS NOT ABOUT CANDY BRACELETS
THIS MUSIC IS AN INTENSE NEURAL IMPLANT
THIS MUSIC IS NOT ABOUT FASHION
THIS MUSIC IS YOUR OWN CHOICE
THIS MUSIC IS NOT ABOUT WATCHING FLY DANCE MOVES
THIS MUSIC IS TRIBAL COLLECTIVE RHYTHM
THIS MUSIC IS NOT DRUG INDUCED LOVE AND HUGS
THIS MUSIC IS GROUP TRANSCENDENCE
THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR DJ AS ROCK STAR
THIS MUSIC IS FOR DJ AS TECHNO SHAMAN
THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR TEENY BOPPER PARTIES
THIS MUSIC IS FOR TEMPORARY AUTONOMOUS ZONES
THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR RECKLESS HEDONISM
THIS MUSIC IS FOR INFORMED CHOICES FOR MIND EXPANSION
THIS MUSIC IS NOT A JUST A PASSING ROCK AND ROLL TREND
THIS MUSIC IS A CONNECTION TO A LONG HISTORY OF TRIBAL DRUM CULTURE
THIS MUSIC IS NOT JUST FOR FUN
THIS MUSIC IS SERIOUS SOCIETAL REVOLUTION
THIS MUSIC IS NOT A CHEAP SEXUAL THRILL
THIS MUSIC IS A DIVINE HEART WOMB THROB CONCEPTION
THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR STATIC SITTING ON THE FLOOR
THIS MUSIC IS FOR LETTING THE EARTH KNOW YOU EMPATHIZE BY POUNDING YOUR FEET
THIS MUSIC IS NOT ABOUT LOOKING GOOD
THIS MUSIC IS ABOUT LETTING YOUR GUARD DOWN
THIS MUSIC IS NOT FOR THE RADIO REPETITION
THIS MUSIC IS FOR YOU, NOW, AND MAYBE NEVER AGAIN
CHERISH THE MUSIC. IT MAY BE THE ONLY THING WE HAVE LEFT.
I agree with your list and add this which I wrote about the same time (late 90’s) being on the tx-raves and h-raves lists.
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what is it about you techno that makes me love you so? how is it that i’m willing to spend more money on you than anything else? reponsibilities seems to be nonexistant when i listen to you. you take my mind away. carry me farther from all that i can’t stand to see. i want to dance my self into oblivion. come on mr. dj play it all night long and keep it slamming. like those sonic elephants. like the wandering gypsy. like the screaming eyeballs. lost in my head, pounding into other people’s heads. trance myself into a newer clearer state of consciousness. that’s what i want to do all the time. drugs, alchol and even sex can’t compare to you my love. yes that i love you more than all that i know of right now. my object centered universe comes to naught when i get my ear candy. all is forgotten, just fill my soul with the temptious beat and screaming trebles. taking me deep into space and throw me back to earth when the song is over. let me ride your waves and let me see all that there is in the beautiful music that i call techno.
i welcome you all to a most beautiful music…
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Comment by Eric — January 5, 2010 @ 11:37 am