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Nocturnal:
Of, pertaining to, done or occuring in, the night; as, nocturnal darkness, cries, expedition, etc.; -- opposed to diurnal
Webster's 1913 Unabridged
The Experience:
You awaken at 10:30 PM, don your oversize pants, funky T-shirt
or tank top, affix random pieces of plastic jewelry to your person,
grab your laminates, maybe grab a bag of blow pops, and pick up the
phone. A machine answers telling you what, to others may sound
like a cryptic message with strange rhythms in the background.
You quickly jot some notes and run to the car. The ATM sees you
next, pulling the last $40 you have out of the bank. You pull
up to what mere hours before was an abandoned building or an innocent
business. This building can now be seen with multitudes of similarly
dressed people streaming into it. Walls of neighboring buildings
can be heard rattling to rhythmic vibrations emanating from your destination.
Once inside, you are searched and you pay $20 to the man at
the door. You proceed to walk toward what seems like a wall
of sound and light, accompanied by chest pounding vibrations.
Your trip to these sights is interrupted by people with whom you were
never aquatinted smiling, introducing themselves and embracing you as
if you had known them most of your life. You are given pieces
of paper containing beautiful computer generated imagery, dates and
names of artists. This you promptly put in your pocket for later
examination.
You walk nearer the wall of sound and you see a separation
between the masses of speakers and lights a lone figure bouncing to
the vibrations. This figure is standing between two record players,
with headphones draped over one ear. He pauses, adjusting something
between the two record players and the sound changes. You see
the figure pick up the record and display it for all to see, as if it
were some game displayed by a hunter after a successful hunt.
Upon sight of this the crowd surrounding you cheers, and whistles are
blown. Meanwhile, the beat does not stop. All around you,
you see people dancing in a way that most may not understand.
Hearing the beat and feeling it in your chest, you too begin dancing,
as if part of a ritual.
After continuing this for what seems to be a few minutes,
a familiar face greets you with a bottle of water and an embrace.
You follow this person to a different room, where you see more familiar
faces. You look to your watch and see that the time reads 2:22
AM. "Already?" you think.."I almost missed it!" Embraces
are exchanged new faces introduced and a small plastic laminated
rectangular object is given to you. You place it, among others
around your neck.
Time passes and you take your leave of the group. You proceed
back to the dancefloor, where you will stay, with brief periods of
rehydration and socialization until the lights come on and the music
stops. You glance at your watch, exhausted and notice that it
reads 8:00 AM. Reluctantly, you and your fellow patrons head
toward the door. Once at the door, the sight you see is breathtaking.
What once was dark, has become light. A new day has arrived
and the sky has never looked so beautiful. On your trip home, you see the world awakening,
people starting on their way to work or whatever other morning duties
they have. Upon returning home, you head directly to bed, exhausted.
Lying in bed you think to yourself...what a rave.
Brian "The SilverRaver"
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