Rave Culture by Tammy L. Anderson

The Moment: You bite through your pacifier

Published: Jun 10, 2009

Rave Culture
by Tammy L. Anderson

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First and foremost, this review of a review of a city's rave scene is not my review of this city's rave scene; another place, another time, perhaps. Secondly, the steely morphing electronic music that filled the open fields and mall-like super-spaces where most raves were set — like the body-bending libido-twisting chemicals that fueled it — was, like most music, based on standards of pre-planned obsolescence. There's a reason the Linn drums and slapped basslines of the '80s sound dated — they are. Most dance music has and will find itself on decline soon after its initial rush with its moves, grooves and associated drugs given a similar date stamp.

There's a reason few people you know do the amount of acid consumed in the '60s (and me in 1992): You can't get there from here. Not even with all that psillicybin.

Then again, if anyone wrote with such bluntness, you'd wind up with a pamphlet. Maybe they should never have let an associate professor in sociology and criminal justice — from the University of Delaware, yet — write about a youth culture based on zealously tingly vibes, brain-battering rhythm and the drugs that kept you there. You're asking for a stiff read. That said, Anderson's Rave Culture: The Alteration and Decline of a Philadelphia Music Scene goes forward through the klatch of promotional hustlers, floppy hat-wearing hangers-on and artistic and cultural icons of that scene; runs from Philly, London, Ibiza and back; takes in the oft-discussed immensity and hedonistic éclat of acid house, etc., abroad (as opposed to the U.S.); finds out that some kids mistake her for a mom or a DEA agent and figures out that some kids lose their personal identity to a somewhat more collective identity. Dur. Welcome to The Hills, Facebook and every other teen cultural touchstone since bobby-soxers.

Temple U Press, 264 pp., $23.95, June 28

Comments

Its spelled psylocybin and thats not the chemical that is in acid, thats LSD. Psylocybin is the psychedelic chemical found in psychedelic mushrooms..
by Ryan Callahan on August 28th 2009 1:36 PM



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