Then their was the music, or musical masturbation that those jackasses from philly expunged from their instruments."apple butter toast is nice".what? Phony electro. The vibe smelled like throw-up and salty molly finger-prints. The people their looked like bandwagon geeks who forgot what good music sounds like.and on top of that, their was an aggressive non-communal vibe. Wooks smoking DMT and spinning in a circle(using a sacred medicine as a recreational drug-the wackness). Bratty Jappy girls with sparkles and hipster glasses("bag chasers"-girls only in it for the free drugs). Their were plenty of older than 30 dudes with flat brim hats and stoned out glazes with 18 year girls. Selfish, loud, uneducated, rude, capitalistic, un-diverse, TRUSTAFARIAN, HIPPIECRIT, crystal-worshiping, inexperienced, ELITIST, and fundamentally narrow-minded punks.
Disco biscuit full#
The scene was full of 16-23 year old wannabe raver types. I wanted to see what was really up!! Was I missing something positive?! Was I missing something amazing?! As a person who loves music, 'the scene', and getting out their(in another spacial realm)(pushing sanity to the limits), I went to at least 5 shows-including camp bisco-in 2010. I got into this-what turned out to be-heated conversation over the disco biscuits about a year ago.
Truthfully, everyone has their own right to like what they like. I like to get outside myself and dig music. Good for me right?! I don't watch much sports, and I'm an audiophile.
I've been to about 30 phish shows, moe shows, cheese shows, further shows, jazz shows, reggae shows.
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