Take a break from watching insomniac live stream reruns and picture this: You’re FINALLY in line for your first event after the quarantine. As you hear the bass thumping in the background the anxiety begins to set in. Is security gonna be more strict than usual? What if the ticket you copped through ravexchange is fake? Who’s inevitably gonna get lost and left behind? Hope it’s not you. Either way, you’re fitted in a brand new Illenium jersey (he’s not even playing) and spent the entire pregame scrolling through SAR so you KNOW tonight has potential. 

You finally get inside and after peeing in a urinal that had 2 little baggies at the bottom & getting a watered down drink from the bar, you and your friends begin to “excuse me sorry” your way through a sea of Kevin Nguyens (you even recognize 2 of them). You finally find a decent spot next to a totem shaped like the corona virus and mentally prepare yourself for what is about to happen. As soon as you hear “WHAT THE FUCK IS UP LOS ANGELES,” your come up anxiety disappears faster than that gram you did last night and all is right in the world. It’s time. 

But you didn’t just come here to rave. You came here to flex. This is the moment you’ve been day dreaming about for months. Every single one of those home workouts during the quarantine mattered and although you didn’t hit legs even before the quarantine, you’re looking for a rave bae who’s smol enough to put on your shoulders. 

Now imagine that same scenario but without all those quarantine workouts. Feels pretty shitty huh? You’re gonna keep your Illenium jersey on all night even though it’s hot as fuck because that tiny sliver of obliques you once had is long gone. It is at this moment you begin to regret drinking Jameson with your friends on Zoom for 5 hours a day instead of taking 30 minutes to preserve the few gains you still had. 

Because you feel so upset and ugly, you keep drinking, black out, and accidentally text that girl who was only talking to you during the quarantine because she was bored (you fell in love with her lmaooo RIP). The next afternoon you wake up and quarantine yourself all over again.

You don’t want that. Nobody does. That sounds like a truly awful situation. So get your ass off Netflix and go fucking work out to these bangers that are guaranteed to give you an aneurism. 

Thanks for listening I hope you experience the first story instead of the second :)

QUARANFLEX V1

Melodic Bass DJ/Producer

Past shows:
Baauer @ 1015 Folsom 7/22
Yultron @ Yolo 8/19
Nelle @ Yolo 10/28
Goldbrush @ Yolo 4/7
Alvyn @ Yolo 5/5
Seven Lions @ 1015 Folsom 6/16
Flosstradamus @ The Midway 7/1
Ekali @ 1015 Folsom 8/18
NEXUS @ Vue Seattle 12/8

27 year old who loves that heavy shit
Follow my rave adventures on snap @rainbow261

QUARANFLEX V1

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