What the Fuck? Atricle from Datacide.

You assess from afar with little communication- do you know me ? Can you make assessments about my level of pasivity or activity. The extent to which I question the structures that bind me ? Can you assess without exploration? Is observation alone sufficient for judgement?

The suversive gathering you term a "Techno Party" is an arena for experimentation not only with sound but with body, mind, environvent, space and knowledge. A rare space offering both interaction with many others yet few manifestations of external constraint. To the external observer someone positively transcending through social and corpreal barriers, not to pleasure alone, but to virtual worlds created by the subconscious and mindscapes externalised, can appear to be "seeking escape from from facing pernicious forces ..... by way of a kind of death in life". Even in those cases where the body is, or rather appears to be, dead "lying underfoot" the mind can be more alive than ever previously ; traversing dimensions, receiving input from unknown sources, participating in exchanges of knowledge in some strange psychic realm.

The comments of the assessor expose his complete lack of understanding of what occurrs at these events. "Too anaesthetised to fully comprehend the sounds"? The sounds no longer need to be actively analysed and comprehended. The audio frequencies are not only listened to , they do not force one to question, but penetrate, jolt, shape, invade, impell and drag us. These states compliment music - both allow you to be another self, play with self. Both contain / explore thoughts and meanings beyond words. Attempting to define the experiences offered by both is almost impossible.

The music may not be danced to in joint physical expression to the same extent by some people at present. Personally I regret the partial loss of shared emotion and bond of resistance on the dancefloor. But this is only one facet of a party and it is still the main facet. A party is not soley about music, it allows people a chance to exchange ideas, display, their creations, express, break out, explore, play, construct, re-learn and get mash up.

Mash up - a quaint term it may be, but to those who use it , it succinctly communicates a fat amount ( vast array) of intense psychological and physical states- usually rendering one less willing and/or able to relate to and undertake the day to day neccessities for survival. Not as yet an arrestable offence and not in Datacide 2 condoned but recognised as existing.