weyes

my friends and i want to know why guys so often try to have sex without a condom unless forced to by us women. why do they have such a blatant disregard for our health and the chance that we might get pregnant? *nevermind, of course, that they could get stds as well.

i know this is probably not what you want to hear, but that's probably for two reasons: because you've heard it before and because it makes more work for you. but you've heard it before because it's the truth: *be yourself* or, in other words, use your own words. i personally don't find quotes or poems impressive at all. what i find the most intriguing about someone is the someone. and besides, if you don't know her that well yet, you won't know what kinds of poetry she likes anyway. share literature later, share yourself now.

funny you should bring that up today... i just returned home after a vacation and had forgotten what a selfish, thoughtless tyrant my stepfather is. he doesn't allow anyone to sit in the living room while he's in it, which is every single night, from 5 to 11:30, without fail. he refuses to let cable be hooked up in the house, so the living room's the only place the tv will work. he's a dictator in every sense of the word, and just downright mean, and always has been. he has no regard for my feelings and finds opportunities to insult me at every turn. i've gotta get outta this house and i will, as soon as i'm not so fucking poor... i just wish my mom hadn't always felt all her life that she had to have a man at all times. then she wouldn't have married my stepfather to escape my dad, and maybe too she'd have the strength to leave my stepfather now.

we should all remember the original party-till-you-dropper, disco sally. she was a renowned and well-loved regular at studio 54 back in the late 70s, and she was in her 70s as well. let's think of her whenever we're in doubt.

ahhhhhhh... one of my fave djs was spinning but i was too worked to dance. but when "sun is shining" hit the tables i just had to get up and move. as it mixed away into another track i was drifting off the dancefloor when a tall, glistening raverboy stopped me. i had never before been mesmerized by those silly raver glowtricks... the shirtless boy then hugged me and i slinked off to a couch, overwhelmed. i don't know how much time had passed, but sometime later he appeared from my right and straddled me where i was sitting, glowing me again. i still have no idea how he found me... but there he was, so tall, so spellbinding, i was still frozen in surprise, but omigodrapture. then he suddenly stopped, his hands dropping to his lap. his head cocked sideways. and he looked so far into me that the music went * silent * and he kissed me. and that was the start of it all.

i really don't know squat about weekly parties, but i don't like the club scene in general and i'm a trance freak, so i go to raves. raves are 18 and over, so i'd recommend that you hit them up. the trance is really good if you find the right lineup: space girl, if you don't know her, is out of this fucking world (she's hard acid trance), but i also like x-dream and micro, who are from caffeine, and they play around these parts a lot. anyway, i don't know what's going on this week, so, sorry about that. but sonic groove on bleecker street and carmine always has a lot of really good and well-organized flyers, so check them out. [This message has been edited by weyes (edited 01-08-2001).]

i left last year's "i have a dream" without even having smiled once. it took an hour to check my coat, then i waited for a half an hour for the bathroom. security yelled at me to get the fuck out of the bathroom while i was trying to fix the zipper that had just broken on my pants, so i would've had to spend the rest of the party with a busted fly, if the dancefloor hadn't been too packed to dance anyway. as you can imagine, the dancefloor being packed meant that the rest of the place was at a standstill, and getting out of the place was just as bad as getting in. then there was my coat... anycrap, as i was leaving, i asked a security guard who the promoters were and he pointed me towards someone. i told the guy that his party was oversold, that his security was ridiculously obnoxious, and that i was leaving the party without even having had the chance to dance. he asked me some questions, apologized, AND THERE'S NO WAY I'M GOING TO THIS YEAR'S.

sandra collins does kick some major ass; i'd never seen her before beyond 2k (last week) and was blown away. you guys keep talking about how it's hard for women to make it in this biz. having your next statement be that she's one sexy [fill in the blank] doesn't do much for that cause. why is it that whenever there's a female dj on a lineup the flyer always says, "check out this hottie behind the tables"? i've yet to see a male dj just described as a "sexy hunk of burning love" who just happens to be spinning wax. of course, sandra collins has earned more of a rep as a talented dj, but i have ACTUALLY seen flyers where female djs were just described as "hotties" and the type of music they play wasn't even mentioned. i personally go to parties to listen to the music and dance, not to stare at the djs. anyway, not to bring down the mood of this topic, which was originally about the awesome talent of sandra collins, but i thought this should be brought up. happy <A HREF="http://www.clubplanet.com/newyearseve/">new year </a> and rock on!

i heard that there's a meetup at beyond 2K but missed the crucial details... wassup? p.s. tonight's my b-day!!!!! space girl shining like a supernova! i'm incoherent with anticipation and delight weyes

is anyone else stoked about BEYOND 2K? omigod, it's gonna rock! hello?!?!?!? sandra collins, x-dream, micro, and, best of all, space girl. if you're not going to this party, you are missing out, foo's. it's tomorrow (the 27th), which is my birthday, and it's the best goddamn birthday present a diva could ask for on the dancefloor. everybody on the board's always talking about sf, twilo, cream, whatever, etc.; doesn't anybody wanna rave who's on this board? (*ok, now i know i just opened myself up for a shitload of sassiness and obnoxiousness, but fine, go ahead. if you need to let that out, type on.) but, come on, where are you guys? am i gonna see you there or what?

this is going to sound silly, i'll admit it in advance... man, am i a fool for those beautiful raverboys. a friend of mine who doesn't even go out dancing at all (not even clubs, nada) said that they're no good - bad boys. well, so far, in my experience, she's been right. i don't wanna generalize because it's probably just been my dumb luck and young guys in general can sometimes be that way, but where are the guys who'll say that "girls are just mad cool" and then treat them the way they'd treat mad cool PEOPLE, not mad cool playthings? i want to be with a mad cool raverboy.

fuck puffy, it's all about the bongjamins! i don't understand the love for blunts; they just hurt the throat and they at least make me cough, anyway. bong hits are so smooth you can barely tell you're smoking till you're gone mmmmmmmmmmm...

the first time i did e i didn't feel it. i only took half a hit that time, so maybe that explains that instance, but i did e with a friend of mine (four years later) for her first time and she didn't feel it, either, while i rolled off my ass. i'm wondering if the first time doesn't work. i wanna introduce more people and i wanna know if it's gonna be a letdown. should they take two pills? is it just not gonna work no matter what? survey, everyone?

rock that! my first party was in '96. a friend of mine was visiting me in nyc from l.a. for a week and she wanted to see keoki. i said that i thought the rave scene was dead and that the chances of him spinning the one week she was there would be slim to none. "besides," i said, "i hate techno." but keoki happened to be at a party at twilo that week, and i was amazed at how much fun i had. i loved the music, even though i couldn't really dance very well to that type of stuff back then; i tried my best and had a great time anyway. she actually didn't have that much fun (she had a bad trip) and ever since then i've been a raving lunatic. i'll always be grateful to her. rave on...

ok, i've gotta talk a little bit about the whole "kids who just go to get fucked up outta their minds" thing. i talk to kids at parties a lot; i'm really outgoing and i get hella chatty. i roll, too, but that's not the primary reason for my going. there was a kid i talked to once who said something along the lines of "tonight i'm on four hits of e, two of acid, and me and my friends did three jars of k." then the guy told me what an expensive night it had been. that was his summary of the night - no mention of the music or the dancing. and i think that maybe this kid was there because he had no other place to go to do all the shit he was doing (he's kinda young). i think that's so fucking lame. the guy wasn't even enjoying his surroundings, so even if i weren't talking about the whole dancing thing (which i was originally trying to), what was the point of his being there anyway? but i first started this topic 'cause i wanted to know about dance and what it means to everybody - you know, what drives us to do it. i wanted people to really tell me what it's all about for them. when and where did it begin for everybody, and how does it make you feel? did anybody teach you to dance? how do you dance? do you dance alone or with other people? i dance a little everyday. you've probably seen me around, gettin' ridiculous on the subway platform.

what's up with all the bashing on the board? ok, i know i'm new here and i'm learning the ropes, etc., etc., but the clique shit is really lame. everybody's down on everybody else's clubs and talking about "imposters" and whatnot. how 'bout just an open discourse on real shit instead? simmer down... what is an imposter, anyway? someone already on the board who's using an alias?

floyd are the shit. i saw the dark side laser show fucked up 16 times when it was at the planetarium back in the day (i was a little on the hippie tip); now that they have the new planetarium i hear they have led zep and aerosmith instead. what's up with that? i wish i had rolled back then...

as far back as i can remember i've been surrounded by dance. i went to a really liberal teeny school when i was little and they taught us "movement." i hated it at the time when they told me to "be a color" and stuff like that, but i think, for me, that's where it all began. ever since, i've needed to dance - to so many different kinds of music, because i was feeling sad, angry, happy, silly, or didn't know how i felt. i have to go to a party at least once a month (i'm broke); it's my reset button. it wasn't until recently that i've met SO MANY people who not only don't feel the need to dance (as i do), but who don't dance at all. they can't seem to explain why they don't dance, so i'm asking everyone i can the following very important question: WHY DO YOU DANCE? WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL LIKE YOU HAVE TO MOVE AND WHAT MAKES YOU MOVE? fuck; if you remixed the sound of my sneakers on the floor when i danced i'd dance to that.

it's all about dada but the only ones i can find out here are beyond butt. i don't know why dada doesn't ship their cool ones out here, but such is life; i visit l.a. at least once a year and hook myself up each time i go at their store on melrose. they're the shit...