My JAW is KILLING ME. Carry on .........

Allison Wonderland. 
Plur and Shit. 

Okay let’s see how well my memory serves me. It’s March 5th, 1993 at Pete D's apartment  in Greensboro North Carolina, the night before we all head up to “Andromeda” in DC. We’ve managed to acquire a bottle of Vodka and Irish Bailey’s Cream with our meager “Rave Throwing” income”. Non-Technics turntables sit on the floor just outside the kitchen area. So do I. Four drinks later and this set is a hot mess. Not only was this the only time I've been drunk while spinning, it was one of the only times I've been "drunk" at all. The mixes were aggressive fits of defiance toward my inebriated sloppiness and inability to match beats as quickly and flawlessly as I intended - yet when all was said and done, the mistakes not only complimented the style of music, it made it “The Drunk Tape”. The following evening to early morning we are in a parking lot in DC. We easily spend four hours in the back seat of the car with a tiny cassette player pushed into our faces spewing recklessly laid Hard Techno, Acid & Hardcore Gabber mayhem whilst a full blown Rave took place in a warehouse a block away! Sorry Deadly Budda, Josh Wink, James Christian, & Neuromancer… we only made it for the last DJ - Tom T. (Say what now?)

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