Wednesday, September 30, 2009

This Is How You Drift A Real Car



Why am I suddenly utterly into drum and bass? Who knows!

Maybe it is the base and primordial drive it makes in the beginning, right before the actual eponymous drums and bass lines kick in, that makes you think an explosion is about to happen and you should be there right this second.

Maybe it is because the tracks are five minutes long at the minimum and exist solely to make you want to look at pretty lasers and not think about a god damn thing.
I understand completely why people do drugs and listen to this.
Dance! to this. Play with glowsticks to this.

I'm still skeptical about the clothes and hats of fluorescent fur, and the bangles and ringpops. Those are probably more on the drugs side of things, not the music.

But color me intrigued. If you're in the mood for something, why not do it right.

I should learn to do the glowsticks-on-strings thing. It's right up my alley.

Also I should learn to do the "rolling on E" thing. Less up my alley, but, you know. I'll wait till this comes in the mail first.

The flaw in my plan, of course, is that I hate everyone involved in the subculture.
I will find a workaround about this later.

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