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Me, Tyler, Sarah, and Nick got into Sarah's car and headed for Renegade. The leaving took way too long, and some things got left undone, whereas others got wonderfully overdone (like visiting with mom, so much good food). But, as about five o'clock wore on, we headed west along the number 1, and onto Squamish and beyond.

I was struck almost constantly by how much I wanted a digital camera to take pictures of us, the trip, everything. Of how much I wanted a laptop to clackety-clack my thoughts away. The urge, the impulse to not only record, but create, has become so very strong in me. Ty grabbed a disposable camera, and while I don't really approve, at least there will be some record. It might have been worth it if only for the last photo taken.

The party sucked. Like, reaalllly sucked. The directions were so raver it hurt (luckily, they provided three sets of shitty directions, so thankfully we could extrapolate our way there by cross-referencing. We arrived at 9:30pm, to find that there was only one stage and not two and probably less people than a decent night at Sanctuary. I could easily argue that there were probably as many DJs/performers as attendees. At 10:30 the music cut out because of technical difficulties and to set up for Left Spine Down. Then, we learn that Mike won't be able to play tonight. We had already relocated to the car and started just hanging out there, listening to music played from the car speakers (people even joked that we were the new main stage). Daryl, the organiser, totally flailed on this party in a serious way. We asked for our money back and almost left right then.

We decided to check out this nearby campsite with this wonderfully gorgeous hippy named Aleisha. When ferrying people over, we learned Beth has arrived with Brett. We ended up heading back to the party, learning we had just missed the LSD show. Meaning that any sort of music didn't really reappear for two and a half hours (the LSD show started at 1am). I think It was two-something when DJed music returned. Man, I'm glad I didn't pay for that shit.

Then some industrial DJ went on, who was passably good. There was this really sketchy hippy dude who had given Mike a ride up who was kinda harassing Beth (and, hell, everyone there) which I think was the last straw for her. I think Beth hit him, I know I almost did. We loaded Mike's gear into Brett's car and they managed to save themselves from dealing with old-scary-hippy-guy by making a quick getaway. Mike was honestly rather freaked out by the prospect of driving back with the guy, so I'm glad we manged to save him (without knowing for sure Beth was going to make it, I was already trying to figure out how we could transport him and gear in the relatively full Sarah-car, the dude was really sketchy).

The rest decided to get high as the music krept back up to being good (although painfully predictably hippy psy-trance, wow, yet another party in the woods with hippies listening to psy-trance. Parody my ass.) whereas I decided to nap and then eventually sleep. In the morning, they all crashed, saying they wanted to stay (drugs talking mostly) but that I had veto (as I was sober). I did alot of wandering, reading, soul-searching, eating, and thinking.

Now, it may sound that the party sucked (which, by the by, it did) but I was really torn. The area is fantastically gorgeous and really relaxing. And the music was good, even if there was hardly anyone there and one stage. I mulled over the staying-going question for well over eight hours, and am really glad I spent that time just being there. Did alot of thinking about the nature of civilisation, feel free to ask me about it sometimes. Almost finished Fiat Lux (the second part of A Canticle For Leibowitz).

In the end, there was just too much relaxing going on, and I've been introspective perhaps a bit too much this summer. Wanted to get moving, sleep in my own bed, clean my house, change gears. Strangely enough, even though the party was just... well... lame, I'm still really glad I went. My gods, my outfit was so fucking cool it was stupid. It really has re-energised my desire for rave, almost moreso because this one wasn't very good.

KMM is on tonight, we'll be showing This Charming Girl (IMDB) (lovehkfilm.com)

Written On: Home Computer
Currently Listening: Garbage - Medication
Currently Eating: Macintosh Apple