|My love. (Something I need to get off my chest)
||[Oct. 21st, 2012|12:57 pm]
|||||Doctor P – Flying Spaghetti Monster||]|
I would like to thank DDR for my love of EDM.
Yup, you read that correctly; I owe my love of dance music to a video game.
This started in middle school. I remember playing DDR with a friend, and loving the music. I went home and searched online for some kickin' DDR tunes. Butterfly and Dam Dariram, I'm lookin' at you. <3
Now, this is way back when there was no Beat Port, no This Song is Sick, no Gotta Dance Dirty, none of that. If I remember correctly, Google didn't even exist. If it did, it was nowhere as big and useful as it is today. Youtube for sure didn't exist, and there was no early-stage equivalent, either. It took talent to find gems online, a talent I admit I had. Of course, Kazaa helped.
For those who didn't know: Kazaa was a(n illegal) P2P program(the same as Napster; Kazaa showed up after Napster shut down) that let you enter a search, then download the results. Downloading music(or pictures, videos, and programs) was a risky business. You had a VERY limited amount to choose from, and most of it was porn, a virus, or corrupted noise. Anyone else remember downloading a song and getting nothing but that awful feedback noise when you hit play? Killed one too many downloads because of that.
When I say it was a limited download amount, I'm not exaggerating. Take a popular song like Zombie Nation, and try to search for it right now. Seriously, do it.
Google alone brings up about 26,300,000 results in .21 seconds, 62k of those being videos featuring the song.
When I was in middle school, a Kazaa search would take about 10-15 minutes, you would probably get about 10, and you would be lucky to get 2 decent copies of the song; the rest was that awful feedback noise, or porn. Once you found the song you wanted, the download could take anywhere from a few minutes, to a few weeks. That is, if you're lucky enough to find the song available in the first place. Most songs weren't. So believe me when I say that finding music back then was a serious task that took time and patience.
Which I apparently had a lot of, because middle school and early high school were huge musical discovery periods for me, all thanks to the internet. I was the kid people would come to to have their CDs burned, or to find that one song they were looking for. But it was never EDM with my friends. It was always AFI, or Evanescence, or Linkin Park. No one was interested in Scooter, David Guetta(you fucking heard me), or any of my other "spaz music," as it was so lovingly termed.
I was positively infatuated with dance music, and since I had come to terms with the fact none of my friends were, I was perfectly content with jumping around my bedroom to HHC by myself. Sure, I had friends who loved DDR, and even liked the music, but that was as far into my world as they dared ventured. It was lonely, but I was in love, dammit!
Then I found out late one night after stumbling across a random article about ravers, that there was an entire movement around the music. WHAT?! Why hadn't I known this, and where can I go to party?! Oh. Right. The UK. California. Michigan. Basically no southern state because we suck. Living in Texas, and being young with NO friends interested, I was stuck admiring from afar.
My infatuation stuck, and grew exponentially over the years. I had a couple friends who I had shown songs to that were like "yeah, that's cool!" but still knew no rabid fans, like myself. I remember a couple people on Anime League that completely fascinated me, because they were immersed in the scene while I stood back sadly watching my fellow EDM freaks bask in the glory of dancing their faces off the entire night in a warehouse full of people just like them. I wanted that unity, dammit. I wanted it bad. I never got it, and ultimately regret it that I didn't, now that I see EDM moving to the forefront of the music industry, and the parties being warped into all kinds of massive events.
I look around me now, and SO many of my friends, of people in general, are into EDM. That's fine. I think it's great that I can now share an interest with so many people close to me. However, the same people who wanted nothing to do with it when I was running down the hallways at school singing Fischerspooner, are now so into it that they act like elitists. You want to hate on David Guetta because he went "mainstream"? Where the fuck were you when Just a Little More Love came out? Oh, that's right, you weren't interested. But now you are, and want to hate on some one to seem like you care so much about the way the scene is going.
In Dallas, there used to be a "club" called Afterlife. Now, I put club in quotation marks, because this was no club. It was three warehouses situated around a large patch of open gravel road, surrounded by a chain link fence, and open to the sky. The buildings each had their own theme, awesome black light paint and lights, and booming sound systems that went on until 2-4am. One of the warehouses was entirely taken up by a bounce house. Sounds awesome? It fucking was.
I only got the chance to go a couple of times, mainly because I didn't know about the place, as I had given up on actively looking for places like that. I had found out about it from a few friends, who had been going for the course of a year without ever saying a damn word about it until they started bitching about how much they hated the place because of the younger crowd.
Now, I was enraged by this. Here my friends had the chance to enjoy something I had been longing for since middle school, and they were acting like jaded snobs about it. You hate a venue because of the people there? WHY? How can you sit there and let the people around you hinder your experience? They're young and dumb, but they aren't hurting you. No 15 year old has ever come up to you and purposefully ruined your night. You wanna bitch about e-tards ruining your vibe, really? You...you're bitching about people who are all cuddles, hugs, and love. How can a happy person ruin your vibe, unless you're sending out bad fucking vibes?
(I'll finish this later. Grr.)