Some really good news for me looking through Google Trends today. I see that the “Electric Daisy Carnival” made it into the top 10. That must mean there’s some pretty good interest in it, so it’s sure to be an amazing time. What? You don’t know what the Electric Daisy Carnival is? Holy mother of all…how can you, a blog reader (you fit a profile you know), not know what this is?

You’re probably not cool enough. Judging by the fact that you’re reading this blog, that might be the case (of course, what does that make me, the guy who writes it?). Well, I’ll fill you in because I know this stuff (and how to use Google). The Electric Daisy Carnival is a rave. Yes, they’re back. But this isn’t just any rave, it’s being held at the LA Coliseum. And, according to this article at MetroMix, “The party will also have six areas for live performers and superstar DJs like Moby, Z-Trip, Heather, Colette, BT, Armand van Helden, Paul Van Dyk, and our fave up-and-comer Paparrazzi.” Yes!!!! I love Paparrazzi. He’s amazing…or she’s amazing. Who knows? Checking out these names, clearly I need a DJ name. They just look great. So, I’m going with “MaxMush.” No reason. It just popped in my head. I was also considering “Cheeto,” but I thought that was too commercial.

I think the fact that the LA Coliseum is hosting this is really progressive. Good for them. I mean, why shouldn’t a municipal stadium, owned by the taxpayers, make some dough off the Ecstasy trade? That stuff’s got amazing profit margins and California needs to close that budget gap, so good thinking. I’m sure nothing can possibly go wrong.

By the way, since when did it become cool to have a rave somewhere that people could find it? I thought raves were supposed to be in places that no one knows about and that ravers just find it using some deep seeded, internal navigation system. Think swallows and Capistrano.

I have to admit that I’ve never been to a rave. Not really a house/electronica music kind of guy. I think I could sit there all night and never once hear them play Thunder Road. Unacceptable. So for those who have no idea what goes on at a rave I’ll give you the 30 second primer. Basically, it’s really loud. You’re likely asked to take a lot of drugs that even a chemist (with a pharmacist as an assistant) couldn’t determine what they are. Probably one has something to do with cat urinary tract infections and at least one is made from a plant that grows only the side of cliffs in Toledo, Ohio (think about that one). And, yes, you need light sticks. Don’t bother going unless you have some. Get as many as they have at Home Depot. Yes, they sell them there. Just tell the person who works there that you’re going to a rave and they’ll hook you up.

Here’s what your rave might look like:

Aren’t you sad now that you’ve never been to a rave? If you’re in LA right now, you have no excuse, so get off your couch, grab a fistful of your golden retriever’s itch medicine, and head on out. Don’t forget the lightsticks…and drink 45 Red Bull’s. Why not?

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Posted on June 28th, 2008 by Jonathan - Everyone But You
Filed under: A Little Bit of Everything, Press, Television, google, hollywood, music