Podcasts about PLUR

Welcome back to another episode of What's The BPM?This episode features the world famous dj and producer 'Tall Paul Newman' During the show we talk about Paul's early days as a kid in London. The inception of Turnmills Nightclub. We also chat about Paul's insane touring and dj schedule that inevitably took a toll on his mental and physical health. Nowadays his recent touring calendar is not as chaotic but the shows are still as big as ever.I learnt so much recording this one, I hope you guys will too!Thanks once again for giving me your time. Steve.PLUR check out Paul's Instagram here > https://www.instagram.com/dj1tallpaul/ https://www.instagram.com/originalravers/ https://www.instagram.com/phree_d_recordings/Check out Paul's music on his YouTube channel here > https://www.youtube.com/@DJTallPaulCheck out Paul's Spotify here > https://open.spotify.com/artist/0RXgSe2pCSZ6DJitqJZ6ntDon't forget to give us a 5 Star Review on the podcast platform that you use.Check out the podcast page here > https://www.instagram.com/whats_the_bpm/ Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Is PLUR still relevant today? And just what does “community” mean? We say it so often and given its significance, now is a better time than ever to pause and give it some thought.Have an insatiable appetite for all things rave? Subscribe to the Rants and Raves newsletter on Substack for columns and audio emailed directly to you. And to listen in on future interviews with nightlife legends, follow Rants and Raves on your favorite podcast platform. Music x Claude Young Jr / Recording & Production x Eli Welbourne / Production & Mixing x Justin Cudmore / Logo x Michael Magnan

TRACKLIST:00:00:00 Zach Bryan - Revival (MC4D Remix)00:04:23 Taylor Swift vs. David Guetta - 22 (Andrew Marks "How Will I Know" Edit) [Intro Clean]00:05:58  - Dash - Austin X Touch ( Big Country x Deen Anthony)00:07:59 Kane Brown & Marshmallo - Miles On It (John Price 2024 Remix)Miles On It (John Price 2024 Remix)(Intro)(Extended)00:09:39 Unknown - truck bed vavo x moonlght radio edit00:10:54 3OH!3 ft. Ke$ha vs. DJ Kuba, Neitan & Bounce Inc - My First Kiss (2FACE x T-MO 'Cream' Edit)00:14:06 Rui Da Silva Ft. Cassandra x Sander Van Doorn - Touch Me (DJ Malo 'What You Want' Edit) [Intro Clean]00:16:40  - Post Malone & Morgan Wallan Vs John Summit - I Had Some Help (Rick Wonder 'Shiver' Edit)00:20:13 John Summit X Hayla X Eric Prydz x Empire Of The Sun - Shiver (Rick Wonder We Are Mirage Edit)00:23:43  - Stargazing X Better Not ( Big Country x Deen Anthony )00:27:16 Post Malone Ft. Blake Shelton vs Nicki Minaj x Martin & Rafael - Pour Me A Drink (Pat C's 'Superbass' Edit) [Intro Clean]00:29:48 Silano x DMX x Hardwell - Party Up (Onelove 'Spaceman' Edit) [Intro Clean]00:30:43 Calvin Harris X Argy x Omnya - Blame Aria (Rick Wonder Edit)00:33:04 Nickelback, Axwell - How You Remind Me (Dario Valli "In My Mind" Edit)00:34:55 Diplo & The Outfield VS Cheyenne Giles - Your Love (Rick Wonder 'Little Luv' Edit)00:36:55 Bailey Zimmerman - Fall In Love (John Price 2024 Remix)Fall In Love (John Price 2024 Remix)(Intro)(Chorus First)00:39:17 Nate Smith - World on Fire (VAVO Remix)00:41:17 Linkin Park vs. Mike Candys - Numb (2FACE x T-MO 'Go Off' Edit)00:42:15 Bastille x Shaboozey - Pompeii vs A Bar Song (Hi Edit) [Intro Clean]00:44:19  - You Belong With Me X No Limit To Our Love00:46:59 Unknown - Aint That Some (MC4D Remix)00:49:41 Rick Derringer - Real AmericanFor More Big Countryhttps://www.instagram.com/deejaybigcountryFor More Get Down:https://getdowndjgroup.comwww.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 60 w/ C-Bunny]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/get-down-radio-ep-60-cbunnydj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

Confident in hosting their own talk, Bibi and Dani addressed the topic of diversity and inclusivity within the music industry. They had an engaging conversation with Mandy, former awareness manager at Intercell and co-founder of PLUR.Zie het privacybeleid op https://art19.com/privacy en de privacyverklaring van Californië op https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

This week professional yappers join forces when Drew welcomes Good Children (Joe Hegyes and Andrew Muscarella) to the show! They talk about Andrew and Joe's friendship origin story in a hotel pool at age 4, drunk runners, the icon that is Debby Ryan, the PLUR life, screaming in racquetball courts, lip sniffers, homoerotic friendships, and so much more. Drew: https://linktr.ee/drewafualo Joe: IG Andrew: IG Good Children Podcast For sponsorships/partnerships, email contact@pastyourbedtime.com. Learn more about your ad choices. Visit podcastchoices.com/adchoices

LA-based Lipgloss drops in on the Moondog to share exclusive tracks. His debut album, Lick Our Lips, is out now! Tracklist "Elkka - D Flaw Aqua - Lollipop (ID Remix) T.J.Davis - Can You Feel the Sunshine? Alex Wilcox - Always Ginger Root - Linus N' Lucy Lipgloss Guest Mix: Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - This Energy Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID Lipgloss - ID x (Dr. Frederick Barrett - The Neuroscience of Psychedelic Drugs, Music, and Nostalgia [TedTalk]) Justin Jay - Where is the PLUR? (Lipgloss FLIP) Lipgloss, Seanathan - Submissive & Breedable "

TRACKLIST:Sex on Fire (Wesh Remix)Sunshine (My Girl) Wuki (It Goes Like) Nanaan Peggy GotMakeba (Pat C's GBM Edit) Jain vs. GuzPaint The Town Red (Kastra “Giving Me” Edit)Caught Up (Angelo The Kid ‘Se Danza' Edit)Jenny From The Beggin (Pat C. Mash Up)Locked Up Steve Aoki and Trini FT AkonSomebody That I Used to know- (Andrea Fiusco x Yup Re-edit) GotyeCountry Girl X Secrets (Rafael Mashup)Blow (Martial Simon Remix)It's My Life (Dashing and Felix Remix)Larger Than Life (C-Bunny “Melody Mash up)Rhyme Dust On My Mind (Rick Wonder Edit)Pump Up the Jam - Fancy JayPepas Baby Don't Hurt Me (Roe Hyams Mash up)Omg (Max Wolf and Casula Disko Edit)Mercy (Fomo 2021 Remix)679 (Pat C's ‘Bel MErcy' Edit) Trap Queen (Angelo The Kid ‘Intoxicated' Edit')Show me Love- Dibs and MGM Hell Yeah EditApache Generation (Kerrate Mash up)Bodak Yellow X Mi Gente (Adam b Edit)Hot in Herre (Alex Dynamix Hype Acapella Intro)Since you been gone Remix- Kelly ClarksonLove Story (Angelo The Kid and Olive Oil Tiktok Transition)Starships (Basco ‘Wasting My Time Edit)Heaven Is a Place on Earth (Andrew Marks Edit)I love it (Fred 2019 Big Room Edit)Marcarene (Gin and Sonic Remix)Super Bass (Angelo The Kid Out Out Edit)No Scrubs (Alex Delia ‘Vibes' Edit)You belong With Me (PeteDown 2021 Mix)Barbie Girl (Tiesto Remix)Head and Heart (Hopeless and Skice Remix)Clarity (Joyfire Remix)Crank That X Pon De Floor (Inga Mash up)Work It (Angelo The Kid ‘Ratata Edit)My Humps (PeteDown Club Edit)My Neck, My Back X Push Up (Adam B edit)Satisfaction (C-Bunny “Take It Off” Edit)We Found Love Vs. Better off Alone- Ian AsherFor More C-Bunnyhttps://www.instagram.com/djcbunny/https://www.mixcloud.com/djcbunny/For More Get Down:https://getdowndjgroup.comwww.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 59 w/ 2Arun]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/get-down-radio-ep-59-2arundj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

TRACKLIST:Lane 8, Kasablanca, Sultan + Shepard - Run (Kasablanca VIP Mix)Paolo Mojo & Eric Prydz vs. Yazoo - 1983 vs. Situation (Veilzed Reboot)Chapter & Verse - Automatic (Extended Mix)ustin Timberlake - Sexyback (Pim Umenzi Remix) (Fresh Edit)Eminem - Shake That (Smith & Sorren + Halil Sensei Edit)Travis Scott & Gunna x Afroki - YOSEMITE (2Arun's Everything You Do Mashup)Journey - Separate Ways (Olive Oil Remix)Daft Punk - One More Time - James Hype EditEric Prydz - Mighty Love (Instrumental)September - Cry for You (Original Mix)Sak Noel x Dombresky - Loca People's Soul Sacrifices (McRican Mashup) [Intro Dirty]Matroda feat. MERYLL - No Sleep (6AM)Sonny Fodera & Marten Horger - LevitateVin Vega - Adelante (Extended Mix)Diplo & Kura - Favela JointACRAZE, Joey Valence & Brae - Heard It Like ThisPeggy Gou x AC Slater x Jonas Blue - Finally Seismic Nana (2Arun Mashup)  Nicki Minaj & Ice Spice x Dombresky - Barbie World (2Arun "IRLY" edit)BURNR - The Middle (Extended Mix)Dom Dolla, Nelly Furtado - Eat Your Man (Extended Mix)Calo Vance - Out of Control (Extended Mix)Knock2 vs Dirty Palm, KDH vs Doja Cat - Paint The Town Red (PURARI 'DASHSTAR vs Rattle' Toneplay Mashup) [Intro Dirty]Blue Foundation - Eyes On Fire (Zeds Dead Remix)Galantis vs. Alice Deejay - You Alone (Psychic Type Mashup)Party Thieves & ATLiens - Chief (Extended)Scary Bolly DubFor More 2Arun:https://soundcloud.com/dj-2arunhttps://www.instagram.com/2arunmusic/For More Get Down:getdowndjgroup.com/www.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 58 w/ McRican]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/get-down-radio-ep-58-mcricandj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

Love doves and plush pups, This Zany Audio Tidbit maintains: if you're raving in order to artificially extend a genocidal starvation campaign of a besieged civilian population, you're raving for the wrong ass reasons. Tangentially, raves don't actually have to be nakedly capitalist enterprises. They can simply be a group of friends with a generator, a pocket of unused and unnoticed land, and a couple subwoofs. Just sayin.Also: f*ck A.I., f*ck A.I.-driven marketing, (ya know what: f*ck marketing marketing, f*ck making your corporation a cult, and f*ck stupefying cable T.V. w/ it's soma-happy ad breaks), f*ck Grammar software's shiny new A.I. "smart" (see: lazy & dull) content summaries, and f*ck the systematic & zombie-robot degradation & desecration of language and the written word in general.Little Raven pledges right here right now: Never will I dilute and delegitimize my original & organic (and admittedly hectic) content with A. boohiss I. Look, if we wanna go back to hieroglyphics, I'm here for it, but we GOTTA do better than cry/laugh emojis and underlined maximalist numerological encouragements. For f*ck's sake.   Con picardía,little raven kerkawwwTRACKLIST FOR THIS ZATRoyalty Free Inspiring Corporate Background MusicDykotomi - Corvid CrunkMOKKA - SynthwaveVic Mensa - U Mad feat. Ye *FAIR USE: Original Edit - Verbed and Slowed*Support the showSupport My Sponsor:Magic Mind Adaptogenic & Nootropic Elixir 20% off at Checkout!https://magicmind.com/barbarianpod | Use Code: BARBARIANPOD20 If you dig the pod, check out the adjacent video & livestream show Barbarian Yak Fest w/ Dr. Sylvie & Deus ex Machinist on Rokfin: https://rokfin.com/BarbarianYakFestFind me on IG: barbarian_noetics Become a Beloved Patron: patreon.com/noetics (unlock bonus content plus win a Dream Interpretation)Direct Donate on PayPal @barbarian.noetics@proton.me or Cash App@ $BarbarianRavenOne time donation: buymeacoffee.com/noetics.Spread the word and tell a friend. Remember to set the BNP on Auto Download after you subscribe. I appreciate you all.Let's Activate the human spirit! FAIR USE DISCLAIMER:Section 107 of the Copyright Act of 1976 allows for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, education and research."The good things of prosperity are to be wished; but the good things that belong to adversity are to be admired." - Lucius Annaeus Seneca

TRACKLIST: [COMING SOON]For More McRican:@colinfonolleraswww.instagram.com/djmcricanFor More Get Down:getdowndjgroup.com/www.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 57 w/ Luka]: Get-down-dj-group – Get-down-radio-ep-57-lukadj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

In the last 44 years, Moshe Kasher has been a flyering bear, a sober ecstasy dealer, a sign language interpreter, and a gate monitor at Burning Man. He is now a stand-up comedian living in Los Angeles, and he has a new book out called Subculture Vulture, about the six subcultures that have defined his life. Moshe joins on Rave to the Grave for a funny conversation about Bay Area raves of the '90s, Bonny Doon, PLUR, pacifiers, the Thunderdome, what Katamari Damacy has in common with trauma, and finding himself through raves and comedy. He is currently on a book tour around the United States, followed by some comedy dates. Find out more at MosheKasher.com. Hosted by Vivian Host (aka DJ Star Eyes). For more info and extras, visit Ravetothegrave.org or Instagram @ravetothe.grave.

TRACKLIST:(It Goes Like) Nanana (dEVOLVE x Smith & Sorren Remix) [Intro Clean]Peggy GouLost - Brocofski Remix (Clean)Frank OceanThe Business (R-You Acapella In Bootleg) (Clean Extended)Tiesto vs Thomas Newson & AlterboyBoy's A Liar Pt.2 (Remix) (R-You Bootleg) (Dirty Extended)PinkPantheress & Ice Spice vs FISHERWorld, Hold On - DJ Mag Ascend RemixBob SinclarLa DanzaJohn SummitLose My Mind (Extended Mix)Jamie JonesGently (Jesus Fernandez Remix) (Dirty Extended)Drake ft Bad BunnyTututu - MarkCutz Hype IntroHugel, Malone & PV Aparataje ft. KD One, CVMPANILE & DraxxDon't Stop (Original Mix)BiscitsThe JudgeBiscitsWork (Extended Mix)Kevin McKay, Pupa Nas T, Denise BelfonSete (Original Mix)BLOND:ISH, Amadou & Mariam, Francis MercierAtmosphere - Breez Fiya EditFISHER & Kita AlexanderThe Boy Is Mine (feat. Rosalie)James Mac & VallSkales - Shake BodyJerusalema (Remix) (Intro Clean)Master KG ft Burna Boy & Nomcebo ZikodeMonalisa (Remix) (Frequency X Club Edit) Acap In - CleanLojay & Sars ft Chris BrownUNAVAILABLE (Intro Dirty)Davido ft Musa KeysIt's Plenty (Frequency X Club Edit) IntroDirtyBurna BoyNeedle - DJ Serg Sniper Drogba (Joanna) Edit (Clean)Nicki Minaj ft. DrakeWho Told You (Intro Dirty)J Hus ft DrakeGo Dance (Intro CleanAfro B & Busy SignalDumebi (Intro Clean)RemaSittin' On Top Of The World - MarkCutz Ye Intro (Clean)Burna BoyBloody Samaritan Remix - Da Phonk Club Edit (Dirty)Ayra Starr & Kelly RowlandRush - Da Phonk Club EditAyra StarrCalm Down (DJcity Intro)Rema & Selena GomezFor More Lukahttps://soundcloud.com/djlukahttps://www.instagram.com/lukathedj/For More Get Down:getdowndjgroup.com/www.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 56 w/ EMP]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/get-down-radio-ep-56-emp

TRACKLIST:City Boys - YANISS & LUDEE Remix (Dirty)Burna BoyLivin' It Up RiddimFS GReenMe & U - DJ Serg Sniper Amampiano RemixCassieGet Right (Magic Flowers Remix) (HH Clean Intro)Jennifer LopezPoison - Bastian Bell RemixBell Biv DeVoeLet It Go (C-Sick House Remix) CK Intro - CleanKeyshia ColeSo Into You (Remi Oz Bounce Edit)TamiaMOJABI GHOST (esentrik edit) (Dirty)Bad BunnyShow Me What You Got / XXXTRUMPET Amapiano EditBalladsTruffle Butter (TRAYZE Maya Riddim BLEND) DIRTYNicki Minaj feat Drake & Lil Wayne X Dave Nunes, Cezaire, FS GreenOG Bobby Johnson - Richastic Remix (Dirty)QUE.Amapiano - Da Phonk Club Edit (Dirty)Asake ft. OlamideOTW (esentrik edit) (Intro-Dirty)Khalidfukumean todo todo 2023 (esentrik VIP edit)Gunna, Daniela RomoDeli... Confessions Pt II (UFOso Edit)Ice Spice, UsherGrind Pon Mi (FS Green Afro Reggae Edit)Pretty RickyPound Town Boy (Santo & Esentrik Afro Remix) CK Intro - DirtySexyy RedWe Belong Together - FUZZ & CY RemixMariah CareyMiss Independent - DJ Stressy RemixNe-YoLove Nwantiti (Frequency X Club Edit) CleanCKayTalibans (Puri Edit) (Dirty)Byron MessiaTems - Free Mind (MMR REMIX)TemsMonalisa x Phenomenon (esentrik blend)Lojay, Sarz & Chris BrownFashion Killer - TRAYZE REMIXAyra StarrSensual Water (DJ T Marq Mashup) [Extended] CleanTyla x Snoop Dogg1, 2 Step (Anka Remix) (HH Dirty Intro)Ciara ft Missy Elliottbreathin - SG Lewis Remix (Dirty)Ariana GrandeFade - Egnever & Dynan Amapiano EditTy Dolla $ignCalabria - Sandom & Fuzz Amapiano RemixEnur ft. NatasjaPeacock Revisit ft. Ice Beats Slide & Sbuda MaleatherUncle WafflesMnike (Main)Tyler ICU ft Tumelo za, DJ Maphorisa, Nandipha808, Ceeka RSA & TyrondeeSuka (Main)Khanyisa ft Tyler ICU, Nandipha808 & Ceeka RSAGYALIS (Pangea Remix) (Dirty)Capella GreyKill Bill (Dan Bravo Remix) [Intro Clean]SzaNeedle (Frequency X Club Edit) DirtyNicki Minaj ft DrakeIt's Plenty (Frequency X Club Edit) Intro - DirtyBurna BoyFor More Torso:@empthedjwww.instagram.com/empthedj/For More Get Down:getdowndjgroup.com/www.instagram.com/getdowndjgroup/www.tiktok.com/@getdowndjgroupPrevious Episode [Episode 55 w/ Torso]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/getdownradio-ep55

Max and Doug discuss Saltburn (you may not like us after this one) and Poor Things. We figure out the future is bright and filled with molly and flying cars.

FULL TRACKLIST:MEDUZA–Ecstasy (Extended Mix)Max Styler–Speaker Freaker (Extended Mix)Alok & Pickle–Drum Machine (Intro Clean)Max Styler–Destination (Original Mix)Max Styler–Hypnotic (Radio Edit)AC Slater, Chris Lorenzo, Fly With Us-Seismic (Original Mix)Damien N-Drix-Pump It (Radio Edit)Chris Lake, Solardo-Free Your Body (Radio Edit)Tita Lau-What Is Real (Intro Clean)Volac-Come Back (Extended Mix)Max Styler & FRANCO BA–Rock The House (Intro Clean)Adapter-Freak Me (Extended Mix)Max Styler–Satisfy(Original Mix)AC Slater, Chris Lorenzo, Fly With Us–Shrine Banger (Extended Mix)PREME, AYYBO–DRENCH (Extended Mix)Chris Lorenzo, COBRA-Mami (Extended Mix)Dark Heart-Energy(Original Mix)Haylee Wood, Fredy Lane-Outta Town (Original Mix)Quas-Lights, Camera, Action, Bassline (Extended Mix)MARTEN HØRGER, Shift K3Y-Get Real High (Extended Mix)Pickle-Magic Dragon (Extended Mix)BOMBAYS-GODDESS (Original Mix)Mau P-Dress Code (Extended Mix)Pickle-Body Heat (Intro Clean)SIDEPIECE-Feel The Need (Extended Mix)Pickle–Stompin'(Radio Edit)MARTEN HØRGER-ØUT ØF THE WØRLD (Original Mix)FOVOS-Drugs (Extended Mix)FOVOS-Riot (Original Mix)Swedish House Mafia-Ray Of Solar (Mau P Remix) [Intro Clean]Curbi-Sometimes I Get (Original Mix)Rebuke-Glow (Original Mix)Kasablanca-Am I Dreaming? (Extended Mix)Kasablanca-Crucible (Extended Mix)For More 2FACE:2FACE Instagram2FACE TikTok2FACE SoundCloudFor More Get Down:Get Down DJ GroupGet Down InstagramGet Down TikTokPrevious Episode [Episode 53 w/ Dario Valli]: https://soundcloud.com/get-down-dj-group/get-down-radio-dario-valli-episode-53-beats-bartenders-brushes-live-setdj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

Starlight Thursdays Episode 188 featuring PARRIS. Let's give him a warm welcome to the series. It's always exciting to feature a DJ we haven't before. He has an amazing mixing style and I just can't get enough of it. I'm sure you guys will enjoy digging into this one. What's your DJ name? - PARRIS, its my last name How long have you been DJing? - About 15 years. Although I took a 3 year break and came back to it in July of 2022. Why did you get into it? - I was working at a bar and I had a friend that was a DJ who told me he thought I had good taste in music and that I should give it a shot. So after he would DJ at the bar, we would after party at his house and I learned on Serato using control vinyl and Tech 12's. I instantly fell in love with it and bought myself a DJ controller. It was a Vestax VCI-300 if I remember right. With an FX processor. At the same time I was doing security for Music Lives Here shows and got to play my first shows with them. What events have you played? - I've played many of the Music Lives Here events around the state as well as most of the bars in downtown Bozeman. Pirate Party always stands out, but lots of other festivals. As of late, I've been playing at the Zebra in downtown Bozeman. In Fact, my next live gig is there, Dec 16th, with Red Velvet and Forrest. Where do you live? - I live in a very small town on the Rocky Mountain front called Choteau. I'm only here until next spring and then I'll probably move to Helena. Its very quiet in Choteau. I don't have a lot of friends here, so I've turned to artistry and creativity with all my free time. I work with music and wood. Where are you from originally? - It's hard to say. I grew up moving around a lot. My dad was in the Navy, so I spent a lot of time in San Diego. He was a recruiter in Missoula for 4 years though, and when he retired, we moved outside of Great Falls, MT. I was 16 at the time. So I finished school in Montana before going into the military myself. What inspires you to DJ? - Music is magical. It can alter your mood.pDistract you from things. If you make music, you can be creative with it. I'm not great at producing music yet, but I'm a great DJ. So finding, ordering, manipulating, and blending songs together allows me to unleash the greatness within. I like to think we all have at least one thing we're good at, mine is DJing. That might sound a little vain or egotistical, but I have a lot of practice at something I'm passionate about, and I feel the time I put into a mix really shines through. What inspires you about electronic music culture? - This will probably date me a bit, but the idea of PLUR was always very appealing to me. Especially the Unity. I feel I just fit in with the people that enjoy EDM culture. I think we all search for a sense of belonging and that's where I found it. What Genres are in your mix? - This mix is House, Bass House, and Tech House. But I mix all kinds of music. My favorite mix on my Soundcloud is called, Decompression Session. It's mostly late 90's trip hop with a little pop sprinkled in. Its super chill. A few words about your mix? - I put hours into this mix. It's about as flawless as I can make something sound. I hope you enjoy it. My favorite song in the mix is at 28:37, Diplo & Walker & Royce Feat. Channel Tres - Diamond Therapy. I like the feel of Hip Hop with a House beat. I have a few songs in the mix that are like that. And my favorite transition starts at 40:42. I just really like the way the phrasing of the two songs lined up perfectly in the mix. For more of PARRIS's amazing mixes check out www.soundcloud.com/parris1

Welcome to our debut episode with your hosts Amanda, Analyss, Jehiry, and Gabby! In this episode, we make an interesting discovery – one of our hosts proudly identifies with the PLUR community. We also discuss the importance of self-care, touching on facials and dental hygiene. After all, taking care of yourself is essential. And, of course, our candid thoughts on modern dating, covering our personal experiences with Tinder and being on the receiving end of ghosting. Join us for an engaging and wide-ranging conversation that's the perfect way to kick off your journey with us! Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

Mentioned in this episode:SBCC International - https://www.sbcc.edu/international/SBCC International Ambassadors - https://www.instagram.com/sbccambassadors/?hl=enShelby Arthur - https://www.linkedin.com/in/shelby-arthurSBCC Basic Needs Programs - https://www.sbcc.edu/equity/basic-needs-programs/SBCC Transitions Program - https://www.sbcc.edu/eopscare/transitions.phpPaloma Arnold - https://sbcc-vaquero-voices.simplecast.com/episodes/episode-36-paloma-arnold-QGi1Tqu3Food Not Bombs - https://foodnotbombs.net/new_site/PLUR - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/PLURThe Casualties - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_CasualtiesSuper Cucas - https://www.supercucasrestaurant.com/Los Agaves - https://los-agaves.com/Chile Rellenos - https://cooking.nytimes.com/recipes/1022118-chiles-rellenosSBCC AAPI+ mural - https://www.noozhawk.com/new-sbcc-mural-pays-tribute-to-asian-american-pacific-islander-and-desi-american-heritage/Tacos El Vladis - https://www.yelp.com/biz/tacos-el-vladis-oxnardTaqueria Mena - https://www.yelp.com/biz/taqueria-mena-santa-barbaraTacos de Canasta - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tacos_de_canastaPeso Pluma - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peso_PlumaGrupo Firme - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grupo_FirmeFuerza Regida - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fuerza_RegidaEZ Band - https://www.youtube.com/@EZBANDOFFICIALMexrissey - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MexrrisseyLa Raza Cósmica by José Vasconcelos - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/La_raza_c%C3%B3smicaLos Caminos De La VIda - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSg-XIpovewBuena Vista Social Club - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buena_Vista_Social_ClubEliades Ochoa - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eliades_OchoaOmara Portuondo - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Omara_PortuondoDeceits - https://deceitsband.bandcamp.com/Depresión Sonora - https://depresionsonora.bandcamp.com/Voodoo Glow Skulls - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Voodoo_Glow_SkullsChencha Berrinches - https://www.instagram.com/chencha_berrinches_official/?hl=enTijuana No! - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tijuana_No!Los Rude Boys - https://open.spotify.com/artist/2hnZsQ7mRwI8Sy2fOFL9wAEskorbuto - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/EskorbutoAtmosphere/Emo Rap - https://chicagoreader.com/music/how-atmosphere-accidentally-predicted-juice-wrld/

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This week, the boys catch up on what is going on with all of us.  Then we try to make each other laugh by telling the best and worst Dad Jokes!  See if you can resist laughing out loud!!  @tugayspodtugayspod@yahoo.com#lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia+ #sandiego #gaysandiego #gaycommedy #jokes #dadjokesGay San Diego comedy LGBT LGBTQ LGBTQIA+@tugayspod tugayspod@yahoo.com#lgbt #lgbtq #lgbtqia+ #sandiego #gaysandiego #gaycommedyGay San Diego comedy LGBT LGBTQ LGBTQIA+Producers: Nick Stone & Andy Smith

Tunez from the Crypt is a house music DJ from Pomona, CA. Topics: High school electives, Northern Lights, San Dimas, Spadra ghost stories, the ghost of Billy Robotam, Teachr's UFOs, the Whaley house, tunez's ayahuasca retreat, bad trips, first albums, PLUR, underground artists. Tunez from the Crypt new track 'Hooked on your Love'

TRACKLIST: Jonah - SSST... (Listen) [Be Quiet] (Original Mix Extended Club Version)John Macaluso vs Three 6 Mafia - Final Fly (ID Edit)DAVID GUETTA VS MEDUZA - WHAT IS LOVE (N4C & SEBASTIAN BAYL MASHUP)Afrojack - Ten Feet Tall (Joey DiSarno 'Knas' Edit) Avicii - Hey Brother (JOYFIRE Thrill Edit)DEEP FEAR X PUMP IT UP (N4C & PARKAH & DURZO MASHBOOT)David Guetta & Akon - Sexy Bitch - (Krunk! Remix)David Guetta & Akon - Sexy Bitch (Afrojack Remix)Yolanda Be Cool - We No Speak Americano (Deville Edit)Vintage Culture - Tina (DJ Hova 'Free' Edit) [Quick Hitter]LMFAO - Party Rock Anthem (Rocwell S & Volkan Saki Remix)Swedish House Mafia vs Carly Rae Jepsen - Call Me Greyhound (Kap Slap Bootleg)Corona - Rhythm Of The Rave N Roll (John Farruggio Club Banger)D-BASS - SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT Chuckie - Move It 2 The Drum (Original Mix) David Guetta & Kid Cudi - Memories (Joey DiSarno 'Shockwave' Edit)Papa Roach - Last Resort (Hypelezz Protocol Edit)Let It Go vs. Sex, Love & Water (Hardwell Miami Mashup)Calvin Harris Ft. Kelis - Bounce (Tetris Intro R3hab) (BeatBreaker EDIT)Katy Perry - E.T ( Quality & Dirrty Dee Dirty Bmore Re-Work )Tim Dolla - Swing Dat Shit Pure - Let Your Body TalkDJ Frosty - Ride That WaveDJ Jayhood - Hands on Ya HipsKrewella - ALIVE (CELO & Refilled Remix)DMX vs DJ Class - Ruff Ryders' Anthem (Top Gunners Bmore Mix) Jay Velar vs Kid Woogie - Hands Up DJ Punish vs Diplo - Poison Vs Get Up  ( DJ FRANKIE STEEL MASHUP)Billy Joel - Big Shot (Chris Moody Remix)Drake - Be Over (dJ eSenTRiK x DJ Sega bootleg)Time Takers - She Blows (Whistle Tune)Pon De Moombah (Angger Dimas & Afrojack Bootleg)Lady Gaga - Paparazzi (Erik Deeks Underground Private Remix)Swedish House Mafia - One (Gianni Marino China Remix)Fulanito - El Cepollo (Punish 2010 Bootleg)Work It To The Bone (Chris Moody Remix)Give Me Everything (Tonight) (AGSK & Mikey P Bootleg)Black Eyed Peas ft. R3hab & Ferruccio Salvo - Time To Pump The Party (Rolvario Mash Up)The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army (Mikey P Remix)Evermore - It's Too Late (Dirty South Remix)One Republic - Secrets (Chris Moody Remix)Alesso, Sebastian Ingrosso vs Morgan Wallen - Last Night (Joey DiSarno 'Calling' Edit)dj, edm, housemusic, djlife, producer, rave, tomorrowland, techno, deephouse, edmlifestyle, edmfamily, edmlife, djs, plur, house, club, electro, edc, nightlife, bass, trap, electronicmusic, dancemusic, podcast, podcasts, radioshow, basshouse, jerseyclub, mixshow, getdownradio

TRACKLIST :1. Europe x Flosstradamus & Valentino Khan x Mammout - Final MFU Flow (Chase Me Edit) w/ Dirty Audio & Typhon feat. Steven Cannon - Sweat2. ASAP Ferg x Ray Volpe - East Coast (VIBE LINK & TRUNX Edit)3. Chief Keef x Louiejayxx x Ray Volpe - Love Sosa (EA$E UP Edit) w/ Ray Volpe - Happy Song (Drop Switch) w/ Boombox Cartel & JID - Reaper 4. Far East Movement x Moore Kismet x Tyga - Like A G6 (NETGATE Edit)5. Ice Spice & Nicki Minaj x Skrillex - Princess Diana (CHOPPAZ Re-Edit)6. RL Grime feat. 070 Shake - Pour Your Heart Out7. Illenium & Gryffin, x FrostTop x Allen Mock - Feel Good (AVELLO Edit)8. Britney Spears x Wavedash - Toxic (High Key Edit)9. Skrillex - Ease My Mind [CARBIN Set Edit]10. Martin Garrix Bebe Rexha - In the Name of Love (D-Block & S-te-Fan Remix) w/ Martin Garrix Bebe Rexha - In the Name of Love (D-Block & S-te-Fan Remix) [DIY INSTRUMENTAL] w/ Jason Derulo - Whatcha Say (Acapella) w/ Galantis - You (Psychic Type Better Off Alone VIP)11. Cardi B x Ray Volpe x Eliminate - I Like It (Chase Me Edit)12. Cascada vs. Kura - Everytime We Touch (Sophia Lin & Alex Dynamix 2023 Edit) w/ RL Grime & What So Not - Tell Me (What So Not VIP Edit)13. Beyonce vs. Jack U vs. Nitti Gritti - 7/11 (FAED 2019 Bootleg) w/ Lookas & Crankdat - Game Over14. Lil Uzi Vert x Knock2 & ISOxo  - Just Wanna Rock x Murdah (SLICK Edit) w/ Knock2 & ISOxo - Murdah (Asdek Remix)15. Knock2 & NGHTMRE feat. Marlhy - One Chance16. La Roux x Frosttop - Bulletproof (Baum Edit)17. NGHTMRE & ASAP Ferg - REDLIGHT (Holy Goof Remix)18. longstoryshort - TEC-919. Skrillex & Boys Noize x Fred Again & SHM - Fine Day Anthem (Carisen Edit) w/ Fred Again & SHM - Turn On The Lights Again (Knock2 Remix)20. Masayoshi Iimori x Krischvn - Kickin' Flash (TYNAN Live Edit)21. Flo-Rida x Space Laces x ISOxo - Low (Mashbit Edit)22. MEDUZA x NGHTMRE x DJ Diesel & Kozmoz - Lose Control (NETGATE Edit)23. RL Grime & Juelz - Breach24. Eli Brown - Love Is Free25. Mau P & Kevin de Vries - Metro 26. The Verve x Skrillex - Bittersweet Symphony (Ookay x plusol Edit)27. The Kid LAROI & Justin Bieber - Stay (Juelz Remix)28. September - Cry For You (REAPER Remix)29. Rihanna x RL Grime & Djemba Djemba - Pon De Valhalla (Netgate Edit)30. John Summit & Hayla - Where You Are (Kumarion Remix)#dj #edm #housemusic #djlife #producer #rave #tomorrowland #techno #deephouse #edmlifestyle #edmfamily #edmlife #djs #plur #house #club #electro #edc #nightlife #bass #trap #electronicmusic  #dancemusic #podcast #podcasts #radioshow #basshouse #jerseyclub #mixshow #getdownradio

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Welcome back to another episode of the Best Kept Secret podcast show with DJ Jon Lockley. We hope everyone is enjoying this HOT summer. Jon returns with a crackin' mix to heat things up even more. This one is a special one, almost 90 minutes of pure bliss. It's a mixture of Progressive House, Deep House, Indie Dance and Melodic House and Techno. The mix includes tracks by Nora En Pure, Depeche Mode, Rufus Du Sol, Daniel Portman and more. It'll have you singing. It'll have you dancing. It'll have you hitting that repeat button. Enjoy this truly special journey! As always, if you like what you're hearing, subscribe, like, comment and share. PLUR!Tracklist:1.       Crimsen-Without You2.       Tinlicker-All That I Lost(Extended Mix)3.       Dee Montero-Freedom4.       Adam Port, Monolink-Point of No Return(Extended Mix)5.       Rufus Du Sol-Next To Me(Vintage Culture Mix)6.       Depeche Mode-Personal Jesus(WALLA Nightride Mix)7.       Dosem, Nihil Young, Paige-Amethyst(Extended Mix)8.       Elesis-Reality(Extended Mix)9.       Malou, Helsloot, Innerverse-Allein Allein(Extended Mix)10.   Passenger 10-The Dark Sun11.   Nora En Pure-Tantrum(Extended Mix)12.   Daniel Portman-Revel In Your Joy(Extended Mix)13.   Nora En Pure-Indulgence(Club Mix)14.   Th;en-Shine(Extended Mix)15.   Diode Eins, Disappeared Completely-It's In Your Eyes(Diode Eins Mix)16.   Jack Willard-Paragon(Extended Mix)

TRACKLIST:Padam PadamBaby Don't Hurt Me (JD live Bootleg)New BottegaCinema (Smash Mainstage edit)Ratata (Listorio Remix)Boy a Liar (beatbreaker Edit)Aerodynamic (Rich Dietz Remix)Oh GirlLoca People (Tom Enzy remix)The Attention Deficit Track (Terrace Mix)I can't Stop (Ango x NIK-ILL Edit)Be My Lover (JaeBea Tech House Edit)Where you are (Molly Bootleg)Lasers (Rivas festival edit)La SambaUnholy Drugs From Amsterdam (DJs from Mars Bootleg)I'm Good (DENNET Remix)Work Vs Pop That (Xena 2023 edit)Bad Romance (AUDAZ EDIT)Alone 2.0Cuff it (Larry peace edit)I feel love (LAWZ remix)Funky Town (Acraze remix)I like i (Fraze Bootleg)5th Symphony#dj #edm #housemusic #djlife #producer #rave #tomorrowland #techno #deephouse #edmlifestyle #edmfamily #edmlife #djs #plur #house #club #electro #edc #nightlife #bass #trap #electronicmusic  #dancemusic #podcast #podcasts #radioshow #basshouse #jerseyclub #mixshow #getdownradio

The boys come back from a bender. We speak about Reok and PLO doing yoga, thursday cycling , get chunky day 1 and 2, the submarine , new music Fridays and finish off with sports.

In today's episode "Two Internet Friends Meet at a Music Festival," I am joined in the virtual studio again by one of my FAV humans on this planet - Serena Decker. This woman is an online business manager, creative, visionary, and a seriously ride or die friend. We just got back from Hangout Music Festival together and it was such a blast. We wanted to hop on to share some stories and some of the biggest lessons we learned during our time in Gulf Shores. I know you guys are gonna love this one; especially my rave/festival fam! Today we covered all kinds of things but here are the highlights: our transition from internet besties to IRL navigating conflict in healthy ways as friends/family/partners the importance of boundaries how open communication can save time, energy, and sometimes - entire friendships stories from our trip to HMF in Gulf Shores our favorite sets from the weekend lessons we both learned during a hard day making the most of every moment talking PLUR fun Hangout Music Festival rapid fire (; Hiii there gorgeous soul!! If you enjoyed this week's episode of Wishing You Wellness; feel free to share it and leave a rating or review so that we can grow & reach more hearts/souls just like yours! To check out more about the podcast + for access to my free workshops, mental health resource directory, future inner child healing retreats, & even more….head to my new website: ✨⁠ xoxoallisoncoaching.com ⁠✨

In Episode 16 of the I'M PEAKING Podcast, we had Speed House producer Rachel Shi (aka CHYL) on to talk about her DJ name, the Speed House genre, Drum n Bass & Gabber music, the EDM scene in China, touring with Steve Aoki, and more. We also share our thoughts on renting supercars, the EDC 2023 lineup, and Insomniac applying for a trademark on PLUR. Chyl also shows us some of her unreleased tracks and tells us about her upcoming shows! This was an incredibly fun episode, we hope you enjoy!! Click here for more information on safer substance use: https://dancesafe.org/drug-information/ FOLLOW US ON SOCIAL MEDIA: I'M PEAKING Podcast - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Devin Larscheid - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Nand Mahasuwan - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Brinda Arreygue (aka Wavybrin) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Grayson Szumilas (aka GZoom) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Rachel Shi (aka CHYL) - YouTube - Spotify - SoundCloud - Instagram - TikTok Gabber Music video shown in episode: https://youtu.be/KegTv8H2QQM --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/im-peaking-podcast/support

Starlight Thursdays Episode 154 featuring KaoticThriller with a fresh mix. How long have you been DJing? Three years Why did you get into it? Going to local shows for about a decade and the love and interest came from a group of friends that allowed me to play with a board. Didn't take much convincing afterwards. What events have you played? Eurphrosian in the Mountains, Montambala, Area 406 2, Forest Creatures 4 & 5, Something New at Cymatic, multiple times at the Legacy Lounge and some other smaller events. Where are you from? Born and raised in Missoula and currently resides in Northlandia. What inspires you about DJing and electronic music? Honestly the vibe! The happiness everyone feels when we all come together for the music, the artists, the performers. The PLUR everyone has an energy that comes from feeling free. The families we create & times shared! Most importantly my partner in crime and fellow DJ MoJo and our kids! What genres are in your mix? Free Form Bass, Dubstep, Phytrance, Trap, Drum&Bass kinda little of everything. A few words about your mix? Roller coaster of love, hate, past & growth. For more check out https://on.soundcloud.com/9DZ12vrs7Wy3bQQz6

Chelsie Cahoon is the Sober Raver. She is a model, content creator, and founded the company: Music is the Drug to spread the message that it's better to party sober! From a very early age she knew drugs and alcohol were not the answer. She has been sober her entire life. Chelsie holds a strong relationship with God and maintains spiritual practices just like someone recovering from addiction would. The only difference is that she skipped the active addiction part. While embracing her love of music, Chelsie has attended many festivals and events completely sober. She continues to share her experience to help give hope and truly spread the meaning of PLUR – peace, love, unity, respect to fellow ravers around the world that the experience is so much better without any substances. If you're looking for some positive motivation, you're sober curious, or you're sober and love festivals, you won't want to miss this episode available on www.SoberPodcast.com!If you'd like to reach out to Chelsie personally, please find her on the following platforms: Instagram: @thesoberraverTo get in touch with our host, Jamie Brickhouse please find him and his critically acclaimed book, ‘Dangerous When Wet: A Memoir of Booze, Sex, and My Mother on the following outlets:TikTok: https://www.tiktok.com/@jamie_brickhouseFacebook: https://www.facebook.com/jamiebrickhousestoryteller Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/jamiebrickhouse/ Twitter: https://twitter.com/jamiebrickhouse Website: https://www.jamiebrickhouse.com/ Support our host, buy his book: https://linktr.ee/Jamiebrickhouse Support the showContact Sober Podcast: Follow on Instagram: @sobervers Twitter: @soberverse Like us on Facebook! Follow on TikTok: @soberverse Email us at: info@sobernetwork.com www.SoberPodcast.com Thanks for your support! Catch a new Soberlebrity guest every Saturday.

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Welcome to SZN 4!! Tune in as BDE shares some history on very influential Black artists who shaped EDM to what it is today! Moving forward we'll be recording all our episodes in our brand new personal studio

this is a cringeworthy read, i'm sure of it. {THE TIME CAPSULE] Here lies everything I won't delete, but wouldn't dare to publish (as of yet), and therefore banish to the land and/or realm of impossibility, where everything entirely consists of unimaginable, unfathomable, inconceivable, never-ever-happened ( or will) unexistence. Nothing Here Exists. Amen. (I didn't write this.) The Colenel's Jounal. “Would he be mad reading this shit? “ I mean. I have to step back at this point and admit to reading this shit to myself at this point, that... I stumbled upon an interview with none other than The Great Mike Tyson--who--if coincidences actually existed--coincidentally dated my mother oh-way-back-when. I remember the shenanigans she went through to get him to sign a pair of boxing gloves for an auction she hosted, once, when I was younger. For that, I've always gotten a little chuckle, whenever I've randomly ended up watching something. Dude is funny. As for other dude? I'm so lost. It's almost like Insomniac (or whoever) can read my thoughts--or at the very least, my text messages. It's been a year of strangeness, and I'm now more lost than found. Why is Pasqualle so strangely familiar? What is this connection, i'm missing? Who am I, if not S U P A C R E E? I'm aware of my cosmic insignificance, my societal displacement. I am nothing useful that I know of, but it seems so that I've been being followed. So maybe he's not a white supremacist, after all...he seems to love as much as I do--if not more. So, that one's my fault, as everything is. I wonder if the window of opportunity has truly closed. I wonder what to make of all this, at all. I'm so, so confused, and so lost, and so… ...confused... First, I levitated. Still can't get over that (literally) Then....everything else. Literally everything else. From playing drums at Ruskos set, to weirdly making my way to Excision, just “following a vibe”--my failed suicide attempt, and running away to Bass Canyon where, everything in my reality officially shattered. Now, here I am...about to be homeless, jobless, and lost in love. I can't shake it off anymore, I can't let it go. My brain's wrapped around all of it, all the time. Prayers, Mantras, Methods. I'm driving myself crazy trying to wish away the pain. I need to be...need to be… … Needed. Bearr needs me. Sometimes, in all the pain--I fail to see that. But he does--and if I can't make it in show business...how are we meant to survive? There's no room for depression and poverty in motherhood. After losing the twins...I just can't. I can't be sad and parent at the same time. And, maybe that makes me weak. Maybe it makes me stupid. Maybe I've just had enough. But there's nothing I wouldn't give just to know that there's love, somewhere out there for me. Is it selfish that that's all I want? I think i'm a good person, but maybe i'm wrong. I can account for hundreds of premonitions, predictions, visions--outstanding sensitivity to energy...but how could I misread, and misjudge, so easily? Something inside me never really made it out of that tent. Then, going back--maybe it was all of me, that never made it out of that ambulance. Am I just the special kid in class--and it's obvious I've been left behind? When I hear myself speak aloudt, I wonder if I am retarded. I feel other people also wonder. Either way, how would anyone have known about my musical history so broadly, as it's been displayed? There's no going back from it. I can't go back to being a regular “Skrillex” fan. It's almost like...almost like I can't go back at all. And I miss that, a lot--just being able to be honest about what my taste in music is, who my favorite musician is…. I tense up when I hear the word “Skrillex”. In good company, I can shrug it off, I guess…. But on any regular day, it still feels deep. It doesn't leave my mind, ever. I can pretend to move on, but I can't unlove. I can't unlove. So, i'm two-for-two...three-for-three, if you count Josh Pan's video, where his face swells up and he turns into a reptile… I remember waking up for work with swollen eyes, and bulging, puffy skin...the way the spiral to insanity began...not with suicide, at all--at least, in the traditional sense. I was working 80 hours a week. I needed it--I needed out of my marriage. Pasqualle's sweater Sonny's Sweater, now falling apart--because, yes--I've worn it every day for nearly a year. A red, white, and blue blanket, reminding me of my presidential ambitions--which have since, not faded...but become realistically reflected with this sense that, I have much to fulfill between now-and-never. I'll only run for President if I can afford it. I can only afford it if I am successful in music. I found it heartwarming that Mike Tyson is so enamoured by the culture. To see him swell with joy, such as I have, upon discovering the world of raves. Apparently, there will be some kind of permanent Oasis, someday...I hope I live to see it. Better yet, I hope I live to play there. I want my chance on all the stages, as selfish as it may seem. To earn a place behind the decks, an unrealized dream. But, can I find it to become all that it takes? To read and move a room, to create and connect with people, live onstage. To inspire a crowd--telling a story with music. To give love, the best way that I can. I miss myself...but no I don't. I do miss never having to worry about whether I was too fat to be found attractive by someone I vehemently admire--but never thought about sexually, in all of the years i've loved watching him live. But, its a vibe. Much ado about Elon Musk. I'm not smart enough to become a rocket scientist--and it's too late for me to become an astronaut, as I once dreamed...but there's something in the space above us all, that seems to connect the space between us all--and it's almost as is the walls are caving in. Time and space continues to collapse upon itself. I might be broken forever...but then, I always was. Who'd have thought the Grand Prize for your third suicide attempt is a Skrillex? I'm cursed, in the way that...it won't fall off. My brain won't un-Sonny itself. I'm on default to give a fuck now, and there's no turning back. I guess this is what I get for hating on *fangirls*...now i am one. Problem is, I'm a lot less cute. How often does shit like this happen? There's hypnosis through music--and then there's losing your entire soul to something outside of yourself. Why and how am I so out of place, in this world? ‘You're too good for this world.' Nothing's been forgotten, it's just getting more suppressed. I can pretend to move on, but I won't. I just found the Holy Mecca of research for my weird, invasive project. Apparently DeadMau5 had some kind of comedy show, or something--called “coffee run” It seems to be about...2014, but haven't bothered to check yet--I'm sure, though that this predates the infamous ‘fued'. Blah blah blah--i'm learning too much about these people. People. Real people. ...was interrupted to watch the new episode of Rick and Morty; Lucky me. One half-hour and several belly-rolling laughs later, I'm back...with slightly more self confidence that, if The Heavens grant me whatever kind of combination of confidence and focus that it will take to bring the Festival Saga If nobody's sampled this video, I've stumbled upon a literal goldmine. Life imitates art--and music imitates music. “I love it when it's super sweaty.” (How do I resonate with this so well?) “ A Los Angeles Real Estate Guy In Torono”, says Dillon. “Yeah, there's a few of those.”, Joel recants, stoically. Now i'm watching people who never mattered on YouTube, in a finally “Sonny says…” If i can ever make my brain learn the magic that makes something like Ableton somehow turn into a banger. “Does he drive?!” I've wondered this myself. “I don't think he does.” I knew it. Dillon Francis' awkwardness is reminiscent of mine...again, here I am wondering...who I might be if I were born a white male--if nothing was changed, but the body. CRUSTPUNKS. How did I get here? Oh, yeah. I specifically opened an incognito window to...fuck it. I know what I'm here for. The thing is, I don't know what i'm blessed with. I don't know that i'm talented… It could all just be a Grand Delusion… Do I hate myself enough to try this? A movie where the entirety of the fabric of [my] universe is music, and the musicians that make it. A universe that already existed in the Multiverse of Rick and Morty, since it's strange inception into my being. Wait, how the fuck did I get here? I was already on a writing tangent Probably--I hate enough to “ i get to go home--not tomorrow, but the next day” This experience is becoming so humanizing. It is a job, this music shit--Touring takes you everywhere but home. What the fuck is ‘home?' Perhaps I am meant for this shit, after all. I don't have a home, anyway. I also don't have any music under my belt, but--with any luck, I can pump out the LP I promised my twins. Today Marks 5 years since Skyy passed away. May 23rd will be 2 years, since Phoenixx left us. It's not a good time of year, for grief. With no friends I can trust (Annie's Toxicity is again rearing its head), no family that loves me the way a family should...I find myself completely isolating from what Love is, almost forgetting what it might have felt like. “How often are you home?” “KAAAAHHHHHHHHHN” If i'm ever lucky enough to learn how to make Dupstep--that deserves to go before a fucking deadly drop. I've officially seen Skrillex more times in person than ever on video--which disincluded, of course, the tent incident--something I'm realizing that if I'm unable to catch up with myself in time, I'll have to live with forever. Can I answer my own prayers? At this point, i've given up any expectation of what it might be like to achieved enough to earn any kind of place in that world *their* world... 5/6/2020 Life is unfair sometimes. Like--do I want tacos, or divine inspiration? Do I put off fasting for yet another day, just for the temporary comfort and satisfaction of eating? Does limiting my eating to once every 24-hour-or-less suffice as enough of a self-sacrifice, that my prayers might be answered? I highly doubt that it is, but still--I often ride the line between just allowing myself to feel good when I can (and food does, make me feel so....so good) and remaining steady in my fasting. Then, it has been over 6 months of almost constant fasting and praying, all over someone I haven't properly met--all over myself. Because, the longer I stay in this mindset--the clearer it becomes that it is all the same. At the core, there's only really one thing in existence. Skyy will have passed away 5 years ago tomorrow. To think, I should have had 5-year-old twins. They would have been so beautiful; I've never quite imagined them so, umti now. I miss my babies so much. Will I ever be okay again? I thought to record a song for Skyy, but it would never be ready by tomorrow, in the perfect way that I would want it to be. I don't want to put out anything less than the best. I'm being as patient as I possibly can with teaching myself--but grow frustrated in my limitations. The only thing standing between me, and the tools I need to make the music I have...is me. (Really, it's money.) Lack of money is keeping me from being unstoppable. With unlimited money, I'd have a home--I could fully pay all 4-years of my tuition at UCLA….ny dream school. I'd study music, anthropology, astrology….maybe even engineering. I can't make myself prettier--but I can make myself smarter. Google University just isn't cutting it. I want to make a difference in the world by any means, and i'm trapped behind the gate of poverty. I just want a closet full of harem pants, chuck taylors, and T-shirts with stuff I like on them. I just want to wear my kandi every day. I just want to be behind the decks atop the stages of my favorite places… I want to be someone's favorite DJ. I want to be one of my favorite DJ's favorite DJ I, I, I… How selfish. What does the world need? Less people. Well, i'm honestly one-less, I guess, if I can;t make it in music, in art. If I can't make a decent living just by being myself...i'm not meant to live at all. That much is true--no life worth living includes waking up every day to go to a job I hate, that barely pays my bills. No life is worth living that Something strange happens to me when my favorite people go ‘live' on instagram Social Media, a young demon with whom I constantly evade, when I am not forcibly fighting to fit the status quo (which, I cannot.) Watching my social media right now is like the digital equivalent of “You can't sit with us.” I've grown attached to OWSLA like some sort of distant, imaginary family--only, I know this is something I've just embedded into my mind--the ultimate wishful thinking. Everything I do seems fragile, as if the grid I had discovered not only exists in the outer world, but also my inner--that everything I do, think, say, sing, speak makes a difference in what will happen moving forward. Reawakening my center has been difficult, saying the very least--I am almost paralyzed by negativity--made catatonic through senses with which I cannot control; My ‘home' life has become a hell where i'll-spirits and pitiful thoughts are cast about me--in reality, I have no home. In truth, I'm unsure that I have any purpose, either. It's all been bothering me… Now it's something that just hurts, like everything else. Add to the pain, subtract from willingness to live. Add to the trauma, subtract from the motivation to succeed. How much of my fault is this? Who did it? What is it for? Amongst the most otherworldly of theories, the possibility that extraterrestrials had actual involvement in removing Sonny from wherever he was supposed to be (Burning Man, albeit) and placing him where I was. I've wondered how else the dancing shadows cast against the canvas of the tent were so perfectly made-- ancient egyptian prophecies foretold as a light show, in the moments leading up to the one where the entirety of my being was shifted, in an instant. I dreamed of a B2B with Skrillex, and instead got a face-to-face with Sonny Moore. One, apparently, does not quite equal the other. Eight (or so) months later, and I've filtered through all the stages of grief--for all of the ways I had to lose him--as much as one could be lost, without actually dying. But, perhaps I am dead. My soul and spirit at least, are trapped, and tainted torturously from all I've come to gather. Running into the night, like a bat fresh out of hell, away from the visions I was forced to have from our exchange-- I can only imagine, had I acted any differently and stayed, rather than fled what else I may have seen. In only the few short moments we shared together...I was able to see more of his life than for anyone I've ever ‘seen' for, besides myself. To have, after only a few moments--seen both backwards into his past--and forwards into a seemingly shared future of some sort. I don't know what else to call this creepy psychic shit, other than “seeing”. To even call myself a “seer” would be a heavy title, I'd be too uncomfortable to claim. Still, vivid memories of the dude's past--and chilling premonitions of the future, have left me disgustingly sick with a concern that wholly did not exist, beforehand. But, when faced with the question: “What would it be like to actually lose him?” I fucking lost it. I've never taken well to celebrity deaths--perhaps, overly sensitive in ways that suite absolutely nobody--I just so happen to have fallen apart numerous times, upon learning of the passing of those i've long cherished. I collapsed fully at Michael Jackson's passing, scrolling through the African TV channels in disbelief, as I desperately searched for a News Channel in English to confirm that it was indeed, true. This was, of course, a couple years after I cried for hours with Back to Black on repeat in the wake of Amy Winehouses' death--going even further back, I can recall arguing with a classmate that Steve Erwin, another hero, was brave--rather than ‘stupid', and undeserving of his untimeley demise. A special place lies in my heart for the day I remember losing Robin Williams-- a weird memory which collides in the now, with my affinity for Skrillex music and the strange outer connectivity my emotions seem to have in the passing of those I wholeheartedly admire; I've shed tears for Whitney Houston, Prince--I've shed tears for all of them. But none so much as for Skrillex, who is [surprisingly] still alive… And I'm mad about it. I'm mad about it, because I was [partially] happy in my place, as a fan. I wasn't even the best fan, or the biggest fan (metaphorically speaking--physically, though--I probably hold a record of some sort.) I wasn't following his social media--I wasn't following his anything, honestly. I was just crossing my fingers that with every lineup released, I might find the name “Skrillex” plastered to the top of it, or standing out broadly against the other ‘S' names, if alphabetically presented. I'm mad about it, because I hate myself. I've been hating myself my entire life. But i've never hated that I loved Skrillex--in fact, I've always been quite proud, having watched the project skyrocket, as EDM penetrated pop-culture in the years following my college endeavors. Never really thought to think that at any point, we might be equals. We're not--outwardly, anyway. Inwardly, though? Fuck me. It's like I'm bound to it by the roots of the Tree of Life. Like something in my DNA was activated by an overabundance of Skrillex. I've undoubtedly, and by far crossed the threshold of having listened to 10,000 Hours of Skrillex, guaranteed. No calculations needed. Still, there are perhaps millions of others who share the same affinity--and at least a few thousands who are more outwardly obsessive than in. It works, when I need to know something I'd rather just ask Sonny myself, but can't--there's always a kid in the fan pool who has been quick to find whatever information I'm looking for, long, long before I've come to look for it. Poor guy. For almost an entire year, that's all I've really been able to think. ‘Poor guy.' Because, if the roles were reversed--and for whatever reason I decided to make my way into someone's tent at a music festival (I wouldn't) and I scared them into a shock, resulting in them fleeing away from me--I'd feel like shit. And, if I had been touring my entire life and watched the culture grow and morph into the nearly unmanageable able monster it has become--i'd feel like shit. If I had to watch an ambulance cart away someone in the crowd during one of my sets, I'd feel like shit. If I had to do a live set while I felt like shit, I'd feel like shit. and ...if some random fan fell head over heels in love with me, simply because I crawled into her tent, or made really good music, or made her feel some kind of way… I'd feel like shit. And that shit probably happens all the time. It's been 10 long years for me, with Skrillex-- but I can't imagine how long the last 10 years have been, as Skrillex. Now I think about all the shit DJs go through, being DJs….what's more, I've had to give in-depth thought to what it means to be a celebrity at all--what it might be like to have someone grow an obsession over you--unprovokingly. Although my ‘obsession' for this particular person can't technically be considered ‘unprovoked' (I was minding my own business, after all--and Skrillex was not on the lineup.) I can't help but feel for those in the limelight whose charisma and talent combined attract every type of creeper imaginable. I'm just the kind of creeper that wants to make music; any previous searches as an attempt to ‘get to know' Skrillex, previous to last August, originated in attempting to comprehend how to create such organic sounds--exploring and studying how intricately layered and carefully arranged each of my favorite sounds and songs were made. Piecing together how exactly an artist like such, had become as such. Now, i'm just entangled in self-doubt, as it seems the entire next generation is equipped with whatever skillset it takes to become an electronic musician. Self-doubt, as I fear that my body weight intimidated him as much as his presence intimidated me. Again: All me. All bad. I've nowhere to turn to to unleash this shit--it has to be a secret-- and even letting it slip to Annie in the isolation of the aftermath has felt like a mistake, since I allowed it to happen. Can I keep a secret? Ha. There are things that only I know, certainly. The premonition I did subtly speak of, I refused to unearth in detail, even to Annie. The other visions I was made to have, still my own secret; I've begun to wonder if, upon meeting Sonny, I would keep it to myself; I suppose that would depend on nature and context. But, I think about it every day. It is my first thought upon waking up, my final thought before coming to rest--it has permeated into the only dreams I ever have anymore--crowds my semi-waking thoughts as I toss-and-turn throughout the night; the amount of energy exchanged, the amount of concern that consumes me....lets me know that it is all apart of something far beyond my comprehension, far beyond my senses...far beyond any understanding of the universe that I may have. And, it hurts. As bad as it is for me, it's probably worse for him--IF he remembers any of it. Then, probably a seasoned drinker (lol, “probably”) There's a good chance that, well-- he does remember. Oh God no. If I could motion to be erased, I would. I've been trying to erase myself for the better part of a year, including and certainly not limited to August 4th--an attempt I can stand to think I had not fully recovered from by the time it all happened. What the fuck did happen? Though it can't be denied that each of us possesses some kind of magic--the origins of mine can be traced back, at least on one side. Powers I was ‘born with', as told by my father--something I only believed until I was old enough that it didn't make sense--and something I was forced to recognize once I was old enough that it did. I want to know what exactly it is that ties us... Where this love--which is what it is, undeniably-- originates. I've spent the better part of the last year praying and meditating, and attempting to loosen the knots in my stomach enough to self-soothe enough to settle that, at worst-- Sonny was just being a pretty white boy, looking for a good time--and I just became a victim by knowing how to have one. Alternately--how fuck fuck would he even know I exist? As i've stated, I was the epitome of a silent Skrillex fan, prior to all these spectacular occurrences. I may have, at some point online--said something about Skrillex being my Spirit Animal… (still true) But can't imagine what else might have been garnered in my attainable, tangible history, which would alert him of my existence at all. Then, with all the money in the world, you truly can do anything… And that's what I hate in all this. Him--having all the money in the world, and me, having none… The very thing that separates us from settlement, myself from closure. Really, the only thing I want. Closure. ‘I got love, fuck your money.' Sonny can be anyone--he's earned that right. He can be with anyone--deservingly so. I want for him the very best--and, knowing that I am not (physically, anyway) am dismissive of any judgement cast. I wouldn't want me, either--looks matter, I know. I just want to know what he means to me--in this lifetime, in this realm, in this reality. I didn't have to be moved from where I was to be inspired by him--I just always was. I didn't have to think about being attracted to him--I just always was. I didn't have to think about being connected through the music--I just always was. And it all came crashing down in a tent, at the bottom of the rabbit hole--where I lost my mind--after having already lost my soul, to something beyond the senses, long ago. I committed wholly and permanently to making music when Phoneixx died, almost 2 years ago. The point was never to sound like Skrillex, but rather to be like Skrillex, as an artist--but, after much speculative examination--I guess, I always was. I lost myself in the early days of Myspace. From First To Last rang through the hallways of my middle school's corridors. Chiodos carried me through the days of wrist-cutting and air-dust huffing, through the days of binging-and-purging, wishing I was prettier--and in the height of all that is the drama of living in my very own Teenaged Wasteland… The Rocket Summer was handed to me by the hands of an angel, as I transitioned out of awkward adolescent depression and into an almost-well-adjusted life at a performing arts school, as an aspiring musician, singer, dancer and storyteller… The dream that carried me out of Utah, and into the Heart of Hollywood at the age of 16… The dream I thought died, long ago. When We All Fall Asleep, Where Do We Go? Billie Ellish's spirit collided with mine, as the first time I heard her voice, I shattered inwardly, and shivered in the resonance that is the understanding of pain, born undoubtedly in love; I shuddered to think that someone so young could feel so devoid of the willingness to live, to move onward. My response upon first experiencing her music, of course, a genuine “...Is she ok?” Three little words. I tend to really mean them, any time I ask. “Are you OK?!” I blurted, as my entire self exploded into shock, as I immediately recognized the face I've known for years--and looked through the widened eyes of one so now devastatingly human--to something inside of myself. Something about my voice shifted him; He became a mirror for all my pain, all my doubt--all the shame I have, for all that I am-- my demons came straight to the surface. Voiceless, now, and shielded in the fetal position, we faced each other silently. 'I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm Sorry.', I thought loudly, as I lay panicking. I stared down into my chest, ashamed to be anything but invisible, thoughts racing. I dare not lift my head to look at him. My heart pounded, as I lay screaming silent apologies for my appearance--for my very presence, for my own existence. I couldn't process his presence in my reality. Choking back tears, I tried not even to so much as breathe, as I silently apologized for being born--and though I wanted nothing more than to reach out to hold him, I lay all-but-lifelessly--wondering what went so wrong that he would seek to find me. The familiar smell of liquor permeated the air, as my heart sank, throbbing as it pounded...I know an alcoholic, when I smell one. I did actually wonder if he was okay....(and I've been wondering daily, ever since.) But clearly, he wasn't okay. Clearly, I wasn't. Clearly, nobody's ok. He slipped his praying hands between my thighs, as I died inside--and all my outer senses blended to become all, and nothing at once, again. Exit Skrillex, Enter Sonny. How does a mere peasant earn a spot in the company of the Highest Priest? I've not bargained with the Devil, but begged the Heavens that my life would end before his...the First Fast emerged as a direct result of self-sacrifice; To serve as a protection against misjudgement--to realign my soul with it's true intensive purpose--in hopes that my body would shrink to form something suitable. The memory of his hands between my thighs, a haunting reminder that--I just may be too big for him… The reality is...of all that I am, and all that I have, and all that I wish to be...it just may be that--he's too big for me… metaphorically speaking. I'll have to become a damn-near Superstar, just to get to know the people--that know the people--that know the people, that know people who can connect me to Sonny, on any level. I'll have to get in line behind millions of other hopeful DJ's, producers, singers, dancers, songwriters--hundreds of thousands of entertainers who might kill-or-die to get to know Skrillex in any way-shape-or form. Romantically, I'd be competing against at least a million perfect-bodied beauty-queen fangirls who would do anything--and I mean anything--for their shot at Skrillex. The truth is, I'm not trying to get to know Skrillex; The truth is, i'd rather know Sonny. (Whatever that's supposed to mean, right?) I don't question at all our potential compatibility; there's no doubt in my mind that there's some chemistry between us--be it of ancient origin, an extra terrestrial genetic code, or otherwise...but I'd bet any money I actually had, that someone as highly regarded as Skrillex would be ridiculed, trolled, and tremendously hated by many, many fans--for associating with someone like me. I don't even know if it's like that--but, again--crawling into someone's tent is...kind of intimate. What in Heavens would one want with me, when he could have perfection-- Absolute perfection? I kind of get it. I'm used to being fetishised. I've always been the black girl who liked white guys--I've lead a life that's made it easy to learn that Jungle Fever is often taboo among the White Caucasion men who find black women attractive enough to fuck--but would never want to “date” us, or bring us home. I've learned that--at the end of the day-- most white guys, want white kids--even if they like to fuck black girls. Then, there's the added bonus of some genetic flaw which has allowed my body to at one point, have ballooned up to 380 pounds-- a body which, even after a 200+ pound weight loss, would disgust anyone with eyes, in what most would consider “cute rave attire”. And, although shrinking from a size 28 to a size 10 is somewhat of a ‘grand' achievement, I look like an asymmetrical potato sack with my clothes off. If there's anything I know about men--and especially the affluent ones--they love to have trophies to showcase. I've yet to see a body like mine on the red carpet, or as arm candy--or as the leading lady, anywhere. No, there's no such thing as a fat Cinderella. Still, he's one of the most handsome creatures i've ever seen-- undoubtedly one of the most beautiful creatures on this planet. I will continue to love what I know of him wholly and unconditionally. On my best days, I even hope to live long enough, and well enough to have the honor of properly meeting him. Never could I have the courage to ask him on a date--nor would I subject him to the cruelty of the outer world by alluding to the fact that he may, in fact be someone more important to me, than as just a musician--as with anyone i've ever loved, I only want for him the best. On my worst days, The Devil assures me that it was Annie he was really looking for, who he may have seen me with at the plethora of festivals we attended together last year--or perhaps, even Idania, who was supposed to have been there with me…and it would make sense. The Devil also constantly reminds me of how much prettier they both are than me--and better in every way. But, it was long ago that I came to terms with the fact that anyone who might come to love me--would also love Annie and would love her more thoroughly--her, having the more attractive body and face, being more ideally pretty. Standing next to Annie, I always lose. Even on a good day. All this, I can be sure to cast aside, however--because at the very best--he was looking for me, and everything between then-and-now builds into something of substance or significance… and at worse, my favorite figure in music absolutely hates me, and regrets my existence as much as I do. Either way, Skrillex hits hard any time of the day, any day of the week. And… Either way, Sonny hits home, all day, every day--until I can manage to learn to speak. Eight pages later, and it still hurts. Eight pages, and i'm still mad. I'm still crying. I'm still useless. I'm still stuck. Stuck on stupid. Stuck on Sonny. Stuck on Skrillex. Just… Stuck. And it hurts. 5/5 Another day. Nothing makes me hate myself more than waking up. ‘Don't look at the phone.' instructions, handed to me some time ago by the Divine--since then, I make it a point not to look at my phone, if I can help it, before I've sat up to pray, and meditate. Lately, I've been unable to relax at all enough to focus on a proper meditation, before realizing my actual self-worth (nothing), and falling into the depressive non-motion that has been me. How many evil men will it take being caught in the midst of, will it take for me to realize that I've been allowing myself to painfully absorb their essences, even without a single touch? Just living here alone has set me further back from my goals than I was--then--I'm beginning to feel that my ‘roomate' may have ties to White Supremacy; the evidence does just keep on building. It has occured to me that Jason's warning that Nick may be deep undercover for some Government agency is most likely true. Though I err on the side of not snooping through other peoples' things--I've happened to stumble across indicators which point to the likely case that he is, in fact, hired by the government or some other private entity--probably as part of some secret experiment, assigned to psycologically torture and disable mentally fragile individuals; It seems as though the experiement was designed in order to test morale, will power, self-control, and proper judgement-- tests which I've been concious of, but in the moment have not always cared about passing-or-failing. From the painful assortment of disgusting and obnoxious sounds make throughout the day, torturing me through unpleasant and peace-shattering sounds, left victimized by my synesthesia and recently pinpointed misophonia--or something similar...whatever it is that makes slamming doors, cabinets, and the items crashing to the floor after lazily being thrown across the room methods of torture. To the cavalcade of poisonous, sugary and addicted substances, which only seem to appear or are offered during crucial fasts--or, pushily and passive-aggressively left in my living space without asking whether or not i'd like any. Just left there, to be discovered upon finishing a shower, or returning from a nightly walk. And on days when I am actually hungry, or needing to eat? I am offered nothing. Only when I fast am I ever offered any sustenance. It says almost too much about my roomate as a person--to offer every time, or never at all would be acceptable, and understandable--but to only invite one to eat when one feels so ‘inclined' is beyond cruelty. It's privilege showing itself to be one of the only faces uglier than mine, that i'm aware of. While i've elected to use my headphones as a shield, life's not always easy immersed in a sound bath of isochronic tones and Theta Waves--and though it does excite me to have expanded my music library, with additions and updates I've been longing for ages-- it's almost more stressful to think about the amount of music that I don't have. Songs I would add to my “sets”, if you can call them that. If I can call myself a DJ--if I can call myself a person, anymore. Really, all I am is hurt feelings and trauma wrapped in flesh; I might be less of a person than I ever was, once. Everything costs--whether it be money, the world's currency--or time, the currency of the soul. Torturous is the life of an artist, who cannot herself make ‘art', as she sees fit. Everyone in Hollywood has a screenplay in their back pocket; Everyone in LA has a dream, two-to-three-jobs, and a side hustle--and me? I'm just learning to DJ to self-soothe, having given up hope of ever becoming anything greater than the happiest guest at the rave nearest you. It's harder than it looks….(or, maybe it isn't, and i'm just retarded.) Building a music collection worthy enough to grace the decks in any of my favorite venues, is an arduous task--maybe this is why all the popular DJs are pretty white boys--the proof is in the privilege. Money, money, money...I used to make plenty of it, and was always exhausted--now I make none, and am always exhausted. What's worth what cost? Time = Money. In LA, and in the world. But by anyone's definition--and especially mine--LA is the world. Or, at the very least, sets the tone for the world. Truly, nothing is free. DJing is more expensive than I could have ever imagined--once again, in any direction I turn, there's a ladder to climb. I've not got the time or energy left in my sadly depleting lifesource left to storm gates, crawling over heads and cutting down those in my way. While it's certain that ‘Competitive Greatness' is the key atop the Pyramid of Success, there are 14 other bricks below to lay the foundation of that which one might call success, to be garnered as imagined through the eyes of a man, anyway, who lived in the 1930's. John L. Wooden may have been right--and may still be right--if I were a standard male (we'll leave race out of it, for now…..for now.) Still, i've been using the Pyrimid of Success as a guidepost, in what it is exactly I may have to do, or be, in order to become something. Not even something great, just something. Perhaps, if I can make it to being something, eventually I might become someone. Oh, to be a person would be nice. For now, I'll just have to settle on tricking my useless sack of anatomy into being a DJ. There's nothing outside of it, anymore. Bass Canyon truly was my last rave--not that I enjoyed it, honestly. Though I've attempted to retrain my brain around the trauma which resulted from that weekend, it did serve as a turning point--a sort of going-away party, as I departed from my home as a no-holds-bar Kandi Kid. Happy Graduation, OG Raver! Little did I know that, with the multidimentionality of our universe, I would be presented, through the world of possibility--the ability to at least observe with the naked eye that there lie more beyond the decks-- a space that may have been made for me. I'll never forget the moment I knew I would be a DJ--or at least try, for the life (or the death) of me. Electric Daisy Carnival changed my life--an experience ten years in the making that catapulted me into the depths of my wildest dreams--unbeknownst to me that I hadn't yet the ability to swim, in such that is the tempest of my own subconscious mind. But--that part of this story deserves its own dedicated elaboration; For now, i'll only look back--and realize that it was there that I aligned with my highest self in the truest sense, that, at least then, I actually believed that I could become a top DJ. I've lost the flight to stay afloat in the salty sea that is the millions of other people trying to make it to the mainstages of our favorite places, and begun to sink into the reality of the entertainment industry as a whole...the reality of the world, as a whole anymore. Looking around at the world's top DJs is less encouraging and inspirational than it should be. Nearly every headliner looks like every kid who ever bullied me, every guy who ever turned me down--every kid hosting the party I wasn't invited to. As for the females of the bunch--I find it frustrating that not one yet has been of any color other than yellow--and even then--we all know the world's men love Asian women. While I can admire girls like Rezz and Allison Wonderland--I wonder what kind of career, if any, if either of them were black, or heavyset--or, my losing genetic combination: Both. Would a fat Allison Wonderland have ever made it into the industry? Would a black Rezz ever become a staple in bass music, and rave culture? If Softest. Hard had a pot belly, would she have been discovered? Then, there are up-and-comings beyond my complete comprehension--those who are visually appealing, but musically inept; I'll leave out any names, and still salute them--anyone who can wrap their brain around any standard DAW enough to make an entire song, is absolutely more talented, definitely more intelligent than I am. [I'm not.] But, I can't help but wonder: How easy was it for any of them, being so pretty, to learn to do what they do--just by being kind and asking a friend for help to learn production? In so many years of raving, I've watched beautiful girls get pulled backstage--and even pulled on stage, to connect with the artists and VIPs. I've been brought to tears as I've watched rude girls with porcelain faces caked in makeup be lifted over rails into the promised land, picked to be plucked by just her eyes and smile combined with the perfection of a flat and flawless stomach. Pretty girls always get priority. Me? Well, I get the dead eyes of the drunken DJ, staring down at me through his whiskey glass, as he beckons the stagehands to assist the perfect-bodied princess backstage...but i'm only front-and-center so I can feel the music move, and watch all the energy bounce around, matching the movement of the expert's hands on deck, to the waves of sound colliding with the rest of the world. True, my mind might wander to what wonderful experiences await the perfect princess, as she disappears behind the decks, into a world i've yet to know, but only seen: The life I know exists beyond the rails, beyond the decks...the world I can only wish to build, for myself. Big ugly black girls don't get pulled backstage. Big ugly black girls are token ancillary characters, it seems, in the plot which writes the story of the modern rave. In a sea of new-generation ravers raised by Kim Kardashian and YouTube makeup tutorials--left lost in a torturous chamber of perfection--women who can wear anything, beautifully. Women who get whatever they want, whenever they want--because they know they can; 10's, to my -3. Bottom Line: Looks matter, until all the men in the world go blind. Sad-but-true. I move not to objectify the women whose music and movement through the clearly sexist music entertainment industry. God only knows how hard each of them has worked to earn a spot so highly ranked amongst those to whom we all admire--the legends, the greats. Each woman behind the decks has become a reflection of everything I wish I ever was--but also a painful reminder of everything that I am not. Of every girl i've ever come behind. Perhaps, this is the result of growing up the as the only ‘black girl', in the backwards, racist po-dunk town I was transplanted into: A place where I spent years constantly being told, taught, and trained that it was more admirable to have light skin, blonde hair, blue eyes...then again, The Media has always done a particularly good job at creating and maintaining what the ideal beauty standard should be, or is--and an excellent job of perpetuating stereotypes. People never expect me to sound how I do, or to like what I like--because it's “white people stuff”; and ten years ago when I discovered raving, there wasn't another black girl (or boy!) in sight for miles, at any rave I went to. I was the oddity, the token--the “what the fuck” person, in an already entirely what-the-fuck place. Fast Forward to 2020: My Freshman Year as a DJ. And...as it appears, the world behind the decks is just as non-diverse as the dancefloor was when I first began this escapade through the world of immersive music. Do I want to be the first ethnically-bred Female DJ to reach the top? OF COURSE. Can I? It's not up to me. Now I'm confusededly caught in the web that is rumours circulating of an ongoing race-war, and wondering if I've been left to die smack-dab in the middle of it. Amongst currently living with a white supremacist (or, extremely ignorant and culturally intolerant biggoted racist at the very, very least.), it seems that White Superiority may be a driving theme amongst the Electronic Music Industry--that maybe the world I've rather grown up in, and come to love has more twists, turns, and dark alleys to look through than the obvious ‘secrets' that loom in the world of rave. All seeing is the eye that watches over all. Insomniac's crew is among one of the least racially diverse I've ever seen--if I were Pasqualle, I might think to at least try to make it look as though there were a plethora of ethnic backgrounds who work together to tie the knot holding together the world's biggest metaphorical kandi: Insomniac, the Kingdom of Mainstream rave culture. A global endeavor. I wonder how many i've come to admire--Pasqualle included-- are actually White Supremacists, masquerading in the power of positivity and their corporate capitalism, true beliefs and intentions. My curiosity about the man himself peaked during EDC weekend, after stumbling into sign after sign, symbol after symbol--of something I've aspired [in the past] to commit to, but also am wearlily aware of its adversity towards that of my kind; being firstly female, and secondly partially black. Now, I wonder--am I even allowed to enter into the world beyond the decks--or is that preserved for only women with perfect bodies, fair skin--attractive individuals? Does it belong only to those with money? Is there any possibility that there may be room for someone like me to enter the scene--or may only pretty girls with pretty bodies and pretty hair be allowed in the backstage world? Really, I just want to perform. I miss myself as a dancer, as a musician--as an actor, all together. I still wish I had continued on this path a decade ago, when--though weighing over 300 pounds--my confidence at least existed. Teaching myself to DJ has been one of the hardest things i've ever done; I don't know if I'm retarded, but I'm beginning to consider attempting to see someone for some kind of screening. If Paris Hilton can DJ, why is it so hard for me? If Sonny can dink around on a computer with a blown speaker, call himself ‘Skrillex' and make some of the world's most intricate music since that of Beethoven-- why can't I do the same? What makes the difference in all these YouTube tutorials telling me how to do it--and me actually being able to do it? What is it, that's wrong with my brain? But, it's all i've wanted for over a year--to be a DJ, at least. I've always been a musician; It's just been a stop-and-go, allowing for the rest of what has been my life to pass through between the times I could make music, and couldn't. I wish I had the positive support it takes to have encouraged me forward on the path I was already on, since I was 13--instead, I was told I was too fat (and too black) to succeed in the way I wanted to. 10 Years later and Lizzo is at the top of her game, while I beat myself up for losing at mine. Never could I have imagined a world where i'd see an album cover like hers; upon seeing it, I was not only shocked, but enraged: She was everything I was told I could not be. And the Truth Is: more than likely, someone told Lizzo the same thing I was told, and the difference is-- she didn't believe them, and kept moving forward. The difference is: She believed in herself, and loved herself enough to keep trying. The difference is, that everything I needed, I already had--I just never believed it to be so. I'm proud of her...but insanely jealous. My inner child cries “That should have been me.” Truth Hurts. There's more to it, than that; Envy lives in the cavernous pits deep within the confined Hell that is my subconscious mind--and--as the world begins to close in on itself, as consciousness continues expanding, I find myself fighting against the worst of my woes daily. Nowhere can I go without meeting a flawless, forward-figured, and facially exquisite female--rather than submit to catty jealousness, I have learned to admire and nod or bow as a gesture that I am a lesser creature. So now i'm left to wonder as I self-teach myself a trade, if my aspirations may ever be achieved, without possessing any outer beauty. All that's left in the world for me, now, is to become my own favorite DJ. (A title, of course, formerly belonging to Skrillex... ruined, by his untimely arrival as a physical person, into my actual life. More on that later...and infinitely.) I've lately begun asking myself “Is it really worth it?”...but, at the same time, I've never loved anything so much, as to fly on the wings of music--and so i've also wondered “What else will really make me happy?” Tough question. Ideally, I'm the entertainment Guru I always wished to be--not tied down to any one artform, but able to move about freely in all of them. There's no life without theatre--there's no light without entertainment. If living ideally, I could never be any-one-thing-- if living ideally, I am the embodiment of everything I love. But in a world where a snatched waist and a pretty face are a winning (and deadly) combination, I'm 0-0. Life of am ugly kid. Worse off yet, since even Hobo Johnson seems to have more confidence in his awkward and broken rhythms enough to speak his mind clearly enough for the rest of the world to resonate. Might be a good time to revisit, what it is exactly I came for. Perhaps, the answer is nothing: So far, I have nothing, make nothing, am nothing--if there is anything that I am, it's words on a piece of paper--just another ‘thing', another dreaming, wishful hopeful that I can rise above all that has been, and all that I am now...to become something more When training to match with the likes of the devil in preparation for battle against he, you must intend to figure, what the vehicle he has chosen has maintained to use as atool to help build you, as a Saint or an Angel--or one to break you, as Satan he. It has been a fruitful fas, but still i persist, though with a weary eye and curious mind, to the riddle i have yet been presente; ; Much ado about Chicken Soup. “Practice androgyny!” the two meet, immidiately fritening eachother; they transform-- One becomes dog, the other a cat--the cat begins to run. the dog pursues her. they run into a sunny meadow where a river feeds the wildlife and it is vibrant amongst the creatures; the cat climbs up a tree, and the [very friendly] dog stops at the base, looking up at her playfully, with an ask that she come down. She looks down from the tree at him, at a safe distance, and begins to relax on the I've fallen in love with a celebrity. What medicine cures that? Dearest Sonny, I'm unsure quite how to explain myself to you--or if I can, or should explain myself at all.I guess I could start with “I'm sorry.”, but it's almost as if that doesn't quite cover it, and nothing does. Perhaps, i'll start with just “thank you”--thank you for being you--which is something that makes me more ‘myself' than anything, at best. Really though, that's probably a good place to start with the wholehearted apology I owe you; It cannot be easy being yourself, or navigating life with such prominence, importance--as I'm sure you never intended all that you are, as any gift-given may have come as a God-honest, and God-given surprise. That being said; God is only anything that I am --as is, anything that you are. The talent that you possess is insurmountably powerful...and has touched, changed, inspired millions--changing the world and the very fabric of time itself--no matter how unintentionally, in all your humility. Somewhere hidden, I too have talent. I only wish that in this lifetime, I were granted the confidence and charisma to be able to somehow express it. Music is the matter I find I am made of--without being able to express it, I only feel burdened, trapped. It is a beautiful language you speak--you, and the rest of the artists I've grown to admire. It is a language so soothing, I can only long to learn it; I'm afraid though that in this lifetime, too much time and opportunity has passed...in this modern, technologically fast-paced new world...i've been left behind. You are truly a good friend, indeed. In all the sense that it doesn't make, I honor you as someone who has inspired, motivated, comforted, and captivated consistently throughout my existence in this time, in this life; Though i've been in recent times, able to remember your essence in lifetimes past, it is in this lifetime that I find the most befuddling, how your music itself has seemed to find and follow me.Unexplainable, would be the word that I can most easily use to describe anything having to do with it--love, would be the other word. “I love you”, is, I guess, what I was trying to say by tapping you gently three times, before running away. Really though, there aren't many things I could have said, or done--i'd never really been “starstruck” before; but it would be quite a stretch to say that it was the first time I'd been left awestruck in your presence. Countless performances, club shows; Raves are my favorite, favorite thing--second to the feel, and sound of bass. “Synesthesia”, would be the vocabulary word that explained a lifelong fascination with laser lights and deep bass; in ten years of hugging subwoofers and losing myself in the drop wondering my early adulthood mantra “Why am I like this?” almost constantly, it never mattered more to me than it has now. I recall a time where I referred to Skrillex as my spirit animal--still true, I suppose, although considering the fact I've consciously separated the Skrillex of things from the Sonny Moore of it all. One in the same, or, two separate parts of a whole--I can undeniably say all my unconventional, unconditional “I love you, I love you, I love you's”, in the everything that you are. ‘In love', would be an understatement--though which statement to actually make, i'm unsure of. I'm unsure of a lot of things, really; I've made many honest (and dishonest mistakes) in this lifetime--walking away from you, one of them. But, I can't change that, anything about who I am--or anything about the world the way it is, for I am only one--and too small, too weak, and too tired. My soul wishes for the freedom that death will bring--and so, I must let it...as its simply much too hard to live moving forward with such a badly broken spirit. I want you to understand that it is not your fault; It's nothing to do with you, or anything that you've done--the way that I love is uncontainable, once the match has been lit. I apologize again that you've become a victim in the energy field that becomes somewhat of a vortex, once activated. I didn't mean to fall in love with you--I don't know really how it happened, it just did. Maybe you don't remember me. Maybe you do. It doesn't really matter now, I just want you to know that me leaving this life is no fault of yours. I love you wholeheartedly--wholeheartedly, too, I love myself--though, seemingly only from the inside-out; there's nothing I can do about the outer shell I've been trapped in all these years. This is my body; something I would neither burden nor embarrass you with. Apologies, and all my love to you. There's nothing I want for you more than to live a happy, healthy, fulfilling life--I hope that you and those surrounding you are always, always living in peace, with joy and love--without worry, or burden, or stress; in honesty, these arre my wishes for anyone on this planet..as my love for humanity itself has only seemed to quantify, as I near the end of my life. I love, love; sometimes, I believe that I *am* love, as are any of us--but as I draw nearer to the light, it becomes harder and harder for me to believe that anything else matters, or has ever mattered, more than love. I love you. It just may be that i'm the world's biggest Skrillex fan--but to look beyond the cloak of stardom has left me longing for the embodiment of a memorable, familiar soul: The you. The person, and being that actually is; which is to say--as I would for any of my closest friends--I'd go to hell-and-back for you, give my last for you, do anything to protect you--*you*, the person; wanting and needing, expecting nothing in the world--because I cannot see a world without you in it. I'm sorry again, for any negativity. I meant to leave you behind at least, something beautiful, in exchange for all the years and moment's i've experienced through your art--but as I've mentioned before, I am trapped within myself. Symphonies unsung, melodies unwritten--because I've not what it takes to make it. I won't depart without admitting I tried, Music is my all, my everything, my guiding light--so at least in going home, I know there will always, always be the World of Sound--perhaps Heaven in the place where I can live there. I don't know what else to say. You're one of the most beautiful people i've ever seen, from the inside out--before I saw you, I heard you; before I could hear you, you were felt. I will always love you...nothing much else can matter, except that you know that. I'll never be able to erase it from my mind, never be able to forget, or look past it. I may even never understand why. Ancient Egyptian knowledge, or whatever—is the thing it seems they were trying to convey. By they, I only mean—whoever it is that wanted to hurt me. From the men shouting “kill yourself” outside my window— To the flocks of gorgeous, perfect women with perfect waists, perfect fashion, perfect faces—flaunting and floating before me, taunting me, pointing and laughing—rolling eyes, and flipping hair— and giving looks that say “I know you wish you looked as good as me.” I do. I do wish that. I wish more than anything to be beautiful. But...I keep eating. My body is hideous. I hate everything about it. I could try harder, but even that hurts. Everything hurts. Especially my heart. Why was I not more panicked, that after such a phenomenon such as that, cast by shadows against my tent—that the zipper of the door began to move slowly, from one side to another. Perhaps, I wanted the company. Maybe I needed it. What I didn't need, was more excruciating pain. No one's fault, I guess—someone wants me dead. At this point, I think me, the most. I'll never forget that face. The shocker. “Why is Skrillex in my tent?” The looming question. A question I hadn't even the time to ask, before blurting out “Are you okay?!” He froze, I froze. I guess that's where my Skrillex and my Sonny collided, as my soul began the process of separating the music I adored, and the person who made it. I will never forget his eyes. Fear. I scared him. He scared me. He scarred me. Maybe it wasn't him. I know that it *was* in fact Sonny himself (the face is unmistakable, those eyes)—but perhaps he was put up to it. Paid, for the task. Maybe my deer-in-the-headlights makes it so that he is the hunter—? How could he have missed his shot? How could I have missed mine. I've fallen in love with a celebrity. What medicine cures that? What medicine cures suicide? None I've taken, really—maybe Acid. Now, I can't seem to separate myself from Skrillex—or from Sonny—or from figuring out the two, or one in the same— or from figuring out myself, in that we are one in the same. I love him. Like a stupid teenager loves her favorite idol. Yeah, it's exactly like that, except worse—I'm a grown woman, a failure—whose aspirations and admirations are grandiose, and dillusional. Now I'm even more delusional. I thought, for a moment that Sonny might be in love with me. In honesty? Sometimes I still think that. I actually still believe that. So why this approach? I'm partially convinced he was paid to ‘finish the job', so to speak. I was already suicidal, and, fresh out of the hospital on the attempt to end my life that failed, again. So this would do it—make me hope and believe I could be something, someone, anyone—that I could be anything—even a superstar DJ-turned-future President. I'm a fucking joke. Someone, who could have anyone—in love with me? Maybe this is why people sneak into tents at music festivals: They don't love you— They just want to fuck. DAY 1: MAY 1ST, 2020; If I am offered dinner, will eat--but if not, will continue forward. Will set an alarm for 3:30 AM once roommate has gone to bed to check for his keys. Everyone gets their own suicide letter. Mom Dad Bearr Annie Yesenia Sonny (just leave it to Annie w/ his rock && burn book) Let everybody know it's not their fault. Reasons: 1. Fat 2. Ugly 3. Black 4. Poor 5. Unsuccessful 6. Friendless 7. No Charisma 8. Single I don't know why I numbered them. Do you really need more than one reason to kill yourself? (no.) I believe i”ve started the fast that I was asked. Be it that I have, the date is May 1st, 2020--however, I've been wondering if my roommate leaves the keys to his car in an accessible place; I'm kind of hoping so. I'm already craving to eat, and the first 24 hours have yet to pass. Again, i'm always given the open to keep this date and continue forward, so long that I eat before midnight--however, nothing seems like the right answer; The matter of fasting has become a damned-if-I-do, damned-if-I-don't matter...it seems that everything I do is ‘wrong', though right-and-wrong are subjective, and multidimensionally, objective, even. I probably might have been dead by now, if my car battery hadn't died...it seems like the easiest and least painful way; something easy and quiet. I've thought about sharpening a knife, just to cut and let [myself] bleed out at the wrist--but then, I fear that I may panic and that my mind would fight to survive. I've thought about hanging from one of my favorite trees-- but haven't the money left to buy any rope--which, perhaps, I could steal--but to steal enough rope to hang myself with on foot? A tricky task, to say the least. So, really, some of me is hoping my roommate leaves his keys out. At first, the thought of committing my suicide here was unsettling. My roommate, Satan's personal favorite vehicle and overall negative void of a ‘person' (or vampire, honestly), is a drama Queen--he needs not only conflict and drama to survive, but fiends for it; something in me had somehow become too proud to give him something to girlishly blabber about with his narcissistic, simple friends--I can already hear the repetitive exclamations of “horror” that would more-than-likely delight him as he recounts the story of finding my body, over-and-over...at first it rather haunted me, and now i've come to peace with--bargaining that having him find my body would be something of a statement, which wordlessly reads “sticks and stones may break my bones but words got up and killed me.” Words. Little words. Big Words. Actions. Gestures. If it's negative, I can feel it in my body, before it even happens; If it's positive, it can leave me radiating for days on end, and without a care. My “living situation” has been nothing more than a prolonging of my already disastrously failed and predominately miserable life. A mentally-ill and often psychotic mother, followed by a too- young marriage to a dynamically similar person, has left me up Shit's creek with no boat; I'm pushing 30 with no significant other, and no significance at all. There are generations of perfect people, fresh out of high school--who can and will do everything I ever thought possible or imaginable, better than me. And it's my fault. NO ENTRY ON DAY 2. Gave Myself A “Skrillex” haircut. Wow. Fuck my life. DAY 3: The fast will end today, more than likely. I am overwhelmed with grief, at loss for motivation, and struggling to believe there is any positive outcome to anything I do. I'm already getting headaches, and acute hunger pains--usually these things don't happen until well after the third day. I suppose my body is telli

IN THIS EPISODE:  We recap all of the awesome music that dropped on Gone Postal Records over the last few weeks - including a future bass single from M Shine and a deathdream single from Rydro. Then for the first time ever, we've got a full uninterrupted album playthrough of the Plur 2022 collective charity compilation album scheduled to drop later this week. We also have the world premiere of a new synthwave single from Rydro. As always, we close out with a killer collection of promoted music from our community - including new electro pop from jnr., deep house from phiado, trance from Vince van Soth, and midtempo from Drew Dew.SUBMIT YOUR MUSIC:  Want to hear your music on an upcoming episode of Gone Postal Radio, shared to our social media pages, and uploaded right here on our YouTube channel? Click on over to https://gonepostalrecords.com/submit and send in your music today!

Helix is offering up to 200 dollars off all mattress orders and two free pillows for our listeners! Go to HelixSleep.com/beachcops. To listen to this full episode and get other bonus content, go to our PATREON: https://www.patreon.com/beachcops O'Neill is back from his tour with a brand new debilitating ski injury. Was it another curse by Boon? Who knows because O'Neill found doodie stains in the ATC toilet and dragged DeWitt in to see it (even though he claims he's totally against doodie talk). Andrew seductively fingerboards on the boys' legs, and Danish gets turned on! Then, we talk about finger surfing and finger snowboarding, which infuriates O'Neill. That is, until Danish infuriates Andrew with a disturbing announcement from M&Ms.

Beginning the 2nd Half of the Season with a BANG, Julio continues to shine with his ability to create an hour filled with #audioCaffeine through song selection & pure mixing artistry. Once you dive into Episode 127, you won't want to take a break!For the true JuliSquad audiophile, you'll get a treat from Episode 127's upbeat energy that will put a smile on your face, a move in your waist, and a caffeinated taste … of lovely PLUR. Seriously, put the volume up on this one and push through your workout, drive, cooking session, store run, pre-game, homework session or anything you want to!! You won't regret it.…….Share the vibes with a friend, drop a review, kiss your dog, water your plants, pump up the volume and let's goooo! TracklistDimitri Saidi, $inner & James - El NacimientoHUGEL - MarianelaChemical Surf & Anna Marchesini - Dale LocaBIJOU - Gang GangEmily Nash - Step Into It (Golden Ticket)Shiba San & Millad - FreedomGordo & Feid - Hombres y MujeresValentino Khan - Goin UpFriend Within - Bring It DownHoneyLuv (ft. Dope Earth Alien) - SwayMaurizio Bazilotta & DiscoVer. - Gypsy Woman (No Hopes & Pushkarev Remix)Sofi Tukker - Summer in New York (Ownboss & Fancy Inc Remix)Benny Benassi & Astrality - Fade To BlackBlond:ish - Life Is…Sian Evans - Hide U (Tinlicker Remix)Agents of Time (ft. Vicky Who?) - Liquid FantasyJuliMotional Tracks of the WeekBlond:ish - Life Is…Sian Evans - Hide U (Tinlicker Remix)Agents of Time (ft. Vicky Who?) - Liquid FantasyHave a track you want featured? Send it to the Demo Drop on his Website!www.julitunzzzradio.com

Group chat ~unlocked~ It's our last episode in the General Support Center group chat series. I've sat down with my girls Sophie, Colby and Stephanie over the past couple of weeks and today we're closing out this chapter with Makenzi. I met Kenzo through J when they worked together and I always say she's one of the best gifts that J left me with. This might be one of my favorite episodes I've ever recorded because we're talking about so many things I've never gotten into before. I love sharing these memories and life lessons with y'all. Ps: fun drinking game. Take a shot every time I say something changed my life. Let's dig in: Shifting your mindset to accept that good things are coming your way Trusting your gut and leaning into your intuition Journaling, the art of visualization, and manifesting Falling in love with raving and the EDM world (I love you San Holo!!!) Turks and Caicos 30th birthday trip recap Update - I'm still wiggling on Wednesdays #iykyk Let's stay in touch babes: www.rachelsymonegilliam.com text DAILYRAE to 22999 instagram/tiktok/pinterest: @rachelsymonegilliam subscribe to my newsletter

In Episode 9 of the I'M PEAKING Podcast, we talk about what we did before we started making content, prepping for winter festivals (Countdown NYE), our favorite artists at the moment (links to their music below), dealing with hate, gatekeeping, the extra 'R' in PLUR, and more!! Click here for more information on safe substance use: https://www.algonquincollege.com/umbrellaproject/safer-mdma-molly-ecstasy-use/ Artist links found HERE FOLLOW US ON SOCIAL MEDIA: I'M PEAKING Podcast - Instagram - TikTok Devin Larscheid - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Mickie Santos (aka Wonderli) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok Nand Mahasuwan - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Brinda Arreygue (aka Wavybrin) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/im-peaking-podcast/support

Hey fam! In this episode of Reel Rave Recaps, we're diving into Insomniac's premiere Halloween festival ESCAPE. My guests Erick Garcia (of House of Plur), Emily Dell (content creator) and Leo Wong (of Lunchbox) give their full festival recaps. We chat about everything from best sets, festival layout, transportation, and best tips & advice for navigating the crowd! But would they return next year? Stick around to the end to find out! Hope y'all enjoy this recap

In Episode 3 of I'M PEAKING, we discuss Brin's Illfest experience (and out-of-state raves), mosh pit etiquette, is PLUR dead, if EDM creators ruining the culture, are festivals a method of Escapism, how to approach a rave bae at a festival, fan clacking, prepping for Nocturnal Wonderland, and more!! FOLLOW US ON SOCIAL MEDIA: I'M PEAKING Podcast - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok Devin Larscheid - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Mickie Santos (aka Wonderli) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok Nand Mahasuwan - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook Brinda Arreygue (aka Wavybrin) - YouTube - Instagram - TikTok - Facebook --- Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/im-peaking-podcast/support

Quick Note dimes - this is the real session 11.  I made a mistake in uploading and uploaded session 12 as session 11.  However for namings sake and the sake of your podcast feed this one will be named 12. The dimes talk original festival vibes. PLUR.  Is it gone?   We touch on how nothing good can stay that way forever. Rage will find a way. Mario and the racist rainbow. Is VIP worth it?  Some times good, sometimes maybe shit.

Tune into BDE and MKQ celebrating #Pride Month with the lovely couple Jess and Tiffany! We get to know them more as they discuss all things cute and couple-y to learning how to a respect peoples space and spread PLUR at festivals♥️

Sophia returned from EDC, but we can't say the same for her phone. In Session 22, Soph recaps the wonders and horrors of EDC, including the great Wiener War, flirting her way onto rides, and opportunistic phone thieves. Jenna reveals a new pet peeve and the girls explore replacing their therapists with horses - giddyup, mentally ill cowgirls!

This week's episode dissects the formidable cultural impact of music festivals. We discuss the rise and fall of flower crowns, the anglophone influence on boho-chic, the mournful trajectory of Vanessa Hudgens's life, all culminating in a heated debate about shoe shining and Sugar Bear Hair gummies. ‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵‿︵‿︵ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ・❉・ ʚ˚̣̣̣͙ɞ‿︵‿︵‿Image Board:https://www.pinterest.com/nymphetalumni/ep-23-coachella/Links:Bye Sisterhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbMcq3VXmG0Sleevelesshttps://www.amazon.com/Sleeveless-Fashion-2011-2019-Semiotext-Native/dp/1635900964Harmony Korine interviewed by Mark Kellyhttp://www.harmony-korine.com/paper/int/hk/kelley.htmlWikipedia article on Boho-chichttps://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boho-chic

One of the great millennial club demons, DJ and producer Dances With White Girls (aka Frog) talks to NM about the ever evolving relationship between artists and platforms, from Hollerboard to TikTok. We also talk how AI music software is changing the game, pop-up scenes, and PLUR black tie. Plus: Frog's 12 Rules for Club Life.

Today we talked to The Sober Raver. She is partying with out the use of mind altering substances. She is able to let the music feed her soul and move her feet on the dance floor. InstagramPlease support the new video podcast fundraiser! Donate HereClick Here to join the community: Support Us!Visit our website Click Here: The Drunken Worm PodcastJoin Carl On Recovery Revolution LIVE on Thursdays at 5pm PST, Click on the link for the show: RRL YouTube LINKVisit our Online Store: Shop NowFollow us on: Facebook | Twitter | InstagramFind us on these streaming apps: Apple Podcasts, Spotify, Google Podcasts, Amazon Music, iHeartRadio#thedrunkenwormpodcast #addiction #alcoholfree #alcoholfreelife #beer #cleanandsober #firefighter #firstresponders #policeofficers #mentalhealth #motivation #onedayatatime #recovery #recoveryispossible #selfcare #selflove #sober #soberaf #sobercurious #soberissexy #soberlife #soberlifestyle #soberliving #sobermovement #sobernation #sobriety Buzzsprout AdBuzzsprout - Let's get your podcast launched! Start for FREE Support the show

Mars a.k.a. Michael Robbins is a legendary west coast Producer/DJ and pioneer of the cyber trance and Cali Tech electronic dance music genres. His Frequency 8 radio show is on Saturdays 10pm-12AM on 91.5 FM in Las Vegas and at f8radio.com please follow mars at http://www.djmars.com Topics: Zelenskyy stencil, Dog town origins, Ravers suck, Mars & Mystre, Music you would listen to going to mars, Plur coin, Mars is a hybrid, Mars' abduction, Frequency 8 & Electricity, Sutro Tower Incident, the God Pod, Mars' new track Welcome to Cali Tech.

Episodes like this hit you with a trance of feelings! Beware ... especially if you are going through some relationship troubles. The unleashing of JuliMotions starts early in the performance, following up with some of the freshest tracks on the scene. If you're an avid listener, you already know that Julio Caezar only gives your the freshest ingredients for your playlists & sets. Enjoy the PLUR!…….Share the vibes with a friend, drop a review, kiss your dog, water your plants, pump up the volume and let's goooo!TracklistNightlapse (ft. Jodie Knight) - Reaction (KC Lights Remix)Sem Thomasson & Marcus Santoro - Grey Zone (Marcus Santoro Rmx)Will Easton (ft. Liz Cass) - WeaknessChico Rose & Mick Mazoo (ft. EKE) - Without YouEli & Fur - Come Back AroundClaptone - ZeroGorgon City (ft. Jem Cooke) - DreamsLuis Torres (ft. Lucas Ariel) - ParadiseHiggo, Poppy Baskcomb - Sleeping AloneZuffo & ZOOTAH - Don't Wake Me UpMarc Benjamin & Tishmal - Blinded By Your LightFaithless (ft. Suli Breaks & Jazzie B) - Innadadance (Meduza Remix)Leftwing : Kody (ft. Liz Cass) - GravityKesh x Jack Mercer (ft. Jex) - Around MeJulio Caezar - Space CowboyJuliMotional Tracks of the WeekNightlapse (ft. Jodie Knight) - Reaction (KC Lights Remix)Sem Thomasson & Marcus Santoro - Grey Zone (Marcus Santoro Rmx)Will Easton (ft. Liz Cass) - WeaknessChico Rose & Mick Mazoo (ft. EKE) - Without YouHave a track you want featured? Send it to the Demo Drop on his Website!www.julitunzzzradio.com