I'm going to have to agree with bluecloud on this one.
I found this site long ago, when I was suffering from a inner demon, a confliction, affliction, my, addiction to trance.
I felt accepted here, to really be who I wanted, and COULD be. It was special. It put trance back to where it was supposed to be, in my pants. Because man did those beats make me wanna dance.
I'd rush home every day from school, fire up the CPU and eager to read about all that happened that day in that steamrolling locomotive donkey punch of the best genre of music ever, trance.
But, then the magic slowly died, soon it was talks about which drugs were your favourite to do to which trance DJs, or if trance was a Spice Girl, who would it be (Sporty, for sure BTW), and other nonsense like that. The it was about other genres, confucking the entire thing!!!
I didn't come to find out what show you were watching?! Or, where you and your mates should go eat dinner before the nights trance show! Hell naw, I came to eat, breath, LIVE trance with fellow addicts. But most of you were just posers.
I came to resent this place, the change, the exodous of REAL tranceaddicts, only see the void filled with people who were barely getting bent once in a while on trance, let alone addicts. It was insulting.
Some say that FB took over, with social interactions, then no more flyers and Eventes/evites via FB replaced rollcalls. Others cry out 'we got old' from their proverbial spots in the DJ booth doing bumps of K off of deadmau5's helmet. That's the reason TOTA died... excuses. I blame 9/11 myself, but that's neither here nor there.
I just wish we could be like we were, how we should be, still. This was a movement, this was a culture, this was a feeling...
THIS WAS TRANCE!
I'm Mach X, and I'm a Tranceaddict, and I have a subtrance problem.
“Where’s your will to be weird?”