The rave scene descended like an ecstasy-induced plague and hung around for a couple of years making an ass out of itself as millions experienced E for the first time and stroked one another inappropriately.
And then, just as quickly as it arrived it seemed to die out. The music evolved and the world tried to pretend like nothing ever happened.
Was I ever a raver? Hell no. I clung stubbornly to grunge and metal in what I’ve come to think over the years was just an attempt to go against the grain. Then I saw this video and realised that I wasn’t being contrary just for the sake of it. I was being contrary because ravers were fucking idiots.
Ladies and gentlemen of the jury. Allow me to present exhibit A: 1997.
Un. Fucking. Believable.
That’s how I picture hell sometimes. I dare you to find one person in that video who wasn’t on a fucking shitload of E.
My favourite is the chick who looks like she’s an extra from Friends in her blue slacks losing her goddamn mind on E and dancing like an utter twat.
Well done 1997.
Well done.
-ST
