God Knows Where In Los Angeles

I’ve been to raves a handful of times in my life and loved all of them for different reasons. The weirdest one was probably the Steed Lord show back in 2015 or 2016 in God Knows Where In Los Angeles, but all of them share a type of therapy that’s difficult to find other places. Collective inhibition does have medicine for you if you’ve had too much of the opposite (or if you haven’t) and while it can get out of hand perhaps a little easier than other things, it’s not all that often that any of the harm registers on the spiritual Richter scale. That being said, I don’t really like dancing and I like big crowds of strangers even less which is why I can count the number of things like this I’ve ever been to on 2 hands probably. But this morning I found myself missing it a little bit so I made a playlist of some stuff I’ve love to hear loud in a warehouse with my friends this weekend. Apply liberally to any parts of yourself that need to blow some steam off.