DarkRave v.91

[morsla]

Today, I am but a shadow of my former self - burned into a nightclub wall by brightly-coloured lasers...

Or perhaps shadow isn't the right word. I think 'residue' might be more apt. My god did I sweat a lot last night.

After two days of stubbornly willing my blisters to fade, I had recovered enough for a night out at DarkRave last night. Despite the queue stretching up the street and around the corner, I managed to get in just before 2300, and somehow managed to spend the next six and a half hours dancing flat out in a club that could serve double duty as a sauna (airflow? what airflow?), pausing only to gulp down another drink...

Good crowd, good music and friendly bar staff made for a pretty good night. The only thing I really missed (other than being able to breathe) was the lack of friendly faces in the crowd - especially aeliel and jilavre. Also, in Melbourne random people often come and chat between songs, or at the bar. Last night the only people striking up a conversation were looking for somewhere to buy pills...

I really shouldn't have found it quite so funny, but I amused myself during the night by watching the pill-poppers wilting one by one when they ran out of energy. As the music got faster a girl demanded to know what I was on, and wouldn't believe me when I told her that I was running on a couple of litres of water :) Exercise is good for you, kids. Let your body make its own chemicals.

The club had two rooms - the main room had Psyche headlining, bracketed by industrial and psytrance DJs. Generally good, but they proved that occasionally you can play too much Combichrist in an evening - understandable though as the band is touring here soon. The back room was run by the VampireFreaks group, and was... odd. Often odd in a good way, but the music was far too varied to rely on. The back room decks broke down in the middle of the night, falling silent halfway through a Skinny Puppy track. With only the occasional screech of feedback for company, one girl kept right on dancing to the music in her head...

The club was only five minutes from my hostel, but I took a two-block detour on the way home to pick up a litre of gatorade. Back at the hostel I had a shower, and slipped into my dorm at 0600 - just as my roomates were beginning to stir. It was a good night, and something I think I really needed. Now I just need to make it out to clubs more often back in Melbourne.

I'm heading out to Algonquin Provincial Park tomorrow, and will be back on Wednesday night sometime. Time to head away from the city for a while...

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[aeduna.livejournal.com]

Having watched you dance, I completely understand their bafflement :)