Before I was rewarded with a broken heart, I loved with innocence. Now, I love with purpose.

Feel free to write your own lyrics with that seed.

"Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!" -Pink Floyd

Then sell it to your fans now.

Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine! -Pink Floyd

...and now the technology has been appropriated by ravers for body paint.

The song was popularized by Old Crow Medicine Show who has long been affiliated with Alt Country/hippy jam fests. To be fair to OP though, there has been a bit of a fusion of the "scenes." Live electronic bands like the Disco Biscuits, Sound Tribe Sector 9, and the New Deal spawned this sort of new breed of "hippy-raver hybrids." As @visionep pointed out, there is somewhat of a natural symbiosis there. Anyway, this unholy alliance has come so far along as to push classic hippy bands like String Cheese Incident, Galactic, and Medeski Martin and Wood towards more electronic influenced sounds. These days you see kids on phish tour rockin' skrillex tattoos (oh the humanity). Whatever. I for one welcome our next generation of inebriated overlords. We all like to get down. Let's get down together.

>> ^Lann:

@visionep I known a lot of [insert creative subculture] that love bluegrass/Americana/old timey/folk music. So this isn't really all that strange to see. Also, this isn't exactly your normal country music you hear at some truck stop in Kansas.
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>> ^visionep:

So raver culture has infiltrated country music festivals? Awesome.. I always knew the two were related in some way.
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There are some people that shouldn't wear spandex... and then again there are some people should, especially when they are showing off for a video that I am going to be able to view.


i think "festy" culture would be a more appropriate and inclusive term.

sounds more bluegrassy/west coast than country.

So raver culture has infiltrated country music festivals? Awesome.. I always knew the two were related in some way.

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There are some people that shouldn't wear spandex... and then again there are some people should, especially when they are showing off for a video that I am going to be able to view.

Tags for this video have been changed from 'glowsticking, poi, anna, skills, raver, underground, 952 crew' to 'glowsticking, poi, anna schlosser, skills, raver, underground, 952 crew' - edited by xxovercastxx

>> ^ShakaUVM:

She's skilled, but not the best I've seen.
My former raver best man did better, off the cuff, with fireworks this last 4th of July.


No video, it didn't happen.

She's skilled, but not the best I've seen.

My former raver best man did better, off the cuff, with fireworks this last 4th of July.

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

Round and round,
Round and round,
Round and round,
I wanna dance until the world goes round and round!

C'mon, C'mon!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Don't ever stop!
Move your body, don't ever stop!

Move your body, don't ever stop!
Don't ever stop!
C'mon, Feel the rythm!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!
Woo Hoo!

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

Round and round,
Round and round,
Round and round,
I wanna dance until the world goes round and round!

C'mon, C'mon!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Don't ever stop!
Move your body, don't ever stop!

Move your body, don't ever stop!
Don't ever stop!
C'mon, Feel the rythm!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Move your body, don't ever stop!
Can't get enough, c'mon feel the heat!

Do you wanna dance forever?
Do you wanna dance with me?
Close your eyes and I will take you to eternity!

Dream away
Till we can reach the stars
Follow us,
We are the rapers of the world!

Dream away
Till we can reach the stars
Follow us,
We are the ravers of the world!

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

I'm a raper, can't you see
Do you wanna rape all night with me?
I wanna dance until the sun goes down
Dance until the world goes round and round!

Round and round,
Round and round,
Round and round,
Dance until the world goes round and round!

Technoviking would be proud.

Thanks for that! It hit #1
In reply to this comment by enoch:
ravers are awesome.
*promote

ravers are awesome.
*promote

This is probly a private story, but wtf.

This track (REZ) defined my adolescence. My older sister was a party kid (read: raver) and I thought she and her boyfriend were just about the coolest people on the planet when I was about 14. She had crazy colored hair and hosted all her crew's house parties at our house. He was an "agro-skater" as we called them in the mid-90s, and he taught me how to grind rails and do stairs backward. I used to hang around them like the classic cloying little brother, just trying to absorb all their coolness by proxmosis (that's a term for proximity osmosis I just made up).

Late one night, my sister came in to my room when I was in bed and she popped a disc into my stereo and cued up track nine on some nameless trance compilation and pressed the repeat button. REZ. I listened to that track over and over as I fell asleep that night, and for many nights after. I don't mean to be saccharine, but I think all your inner fourteen-year-olds will understand when I say that it gave me a sense of the universe, of all the sensory wonders this life and body had to offer, and even some beyond what I thought possible at the time. I can recite every note of that melody and every drum line in the track as if I were breathing. I danced by myself in the reflection of my bedroom window, making sure I could hit every beat and even started making up some silly shit I thought I would never show anyone. I spent about two years soaking up all the trance I could get (and thankfully my tastes grew more mature and eclectic as a result) and before too long, it was my turn to step out into the night.

My first party was a small affair at a tiny little club on 28th street, where I danced for an hour before falling fast asleep. As I came out of it, I thought I was still dreaming. It was about 3:30, and every single person in that club was sweating like a demon in an incredible symphony of movement. The first notes of the REZ melody were just coming in. I stood up, still a little unsure, or perhaps so excited I couldn't really believe it, and began to move. Before I knew it, I was writhing with the abandon I'd taught myself in the bedroom window and I truly had never felt so alive. A friend of mine had taught me how to figure-eight with sticks earlier in the night (we didn't have LEDs quite yet), and within seconds I was off. And people noticed. A lot of people noticed. By the apex of the track, I was at the center of a circle of party veterans, who seemed to see straight into the center of my transcendent bliss. I laughed like a madman. I cried like a baby. I danced like an animal. By the time the next track began to wind it's way in, I had made friends who followed me and whom I followed for years to come. I never heard REZ out at a party again, but I knew I didn't have to. It had given me an incredible gift, and I am still inspired and filled up whenever I hear it.

My sister broke up with that dude, and it turned out she wasn't really a party kid after all. But I was. Through and through I was a party kid. My friends and I, some of us wear suits now (@handmethekeysyou), some are still dancing (@youmakekittymad), some, well who knows...but I really do believe that what cemented my bond to that scene, and to the people I came to love, had a lot to do with REZ.

I've got a raver friend who does that with his fingers. I just thought it was a quirky thing he liked to do, didn't realize it was an art form.