Appropriate Name? Nah - Winter Rehab Review

Hhhh'OK. Ya man Kilometers went to Winter Rehab on Saturday the 18th to check out the local wobbles. MISTAKE. The show was pretty much a catastrophe from a personal stand point.

Firstly, the flier promised 15+ DJ's, which was totally incorrect. I was there for three hours and all I saw was one fat mexican House DJ and some random ass DnB bitch in the other room.



Secondly, the show was not planned well. There was a walkway/catwalk where people were showing off rave worthy clothes, instead of having dancing in front the DJ like a normal show. All I could think was "what the fuck?" An unfortunate part of the show was the date as well. Most VCU students had already left and with the location being in Midlo, there weren't enough people for a real rave environment. I was talking to more drug dealers than bitties, not cool.



So in conclusion, I'm looking for the next Wonderland and haven't found it. It was a waste of $12 and a roll, wholetime. Hopefully, Naughty and Nice 2 will be bumpin.

There was some cool merch though...

Need. More. Wobble...

These barafunks think they know wuss grapes? They don't. So I looked up the dirtiest of events going on over this winter break. I'm ignoring New Year's shit, there's too much going on.


dirtsex

Winter Wobbleland - December, 17th [DMV]



This one is 21+ event, which is hella gheigh for yours truly. It supposed to be a pretty womped event for those lucky or hip enough to know what's good. Hosted by LBX and Bassface, darkstep, dnb, breakbeat, and basstarded house are all going to be featured here. Only downside is the location, it's in Centreville, gods know why...

Winter Rehab - December, 18th [RVA]



This rave/dance party is being run by the same stoopkids that did Wonderland, so this should be pretty wile. It's featuring 6Blocc, Prolific, Hot Pocketz, Kimsey, Dave Gee, Turnstyle Soundsystem, and obviously a lot more. Kulture is hookin it up with $12 tickets ahead of time.

Dub Nation Vol. 22 - Also December, 18th [DMV]



Mothafuckin SKRILLEX and MAYHEM, god damn. This Baltimore jont is going to be absolutely ridiculous. I missed Skrillex when he was here in RVA, so this would be a good chance to catch him. After checking the dubstep pulse, tickets seem to be sold out except for StubHub or other saucy ticket brokers sites. Perhaps this event is too commercial for true bassheads...

Naughty and Nice 2 - December 22nd [DMV]



This jont is in D.C. a few days before Christmas. It's featuring AK1200, ReidSpeed, Uberzone, Terry Mullan, fellow Richlingtoner DJ Question, and more. Tickets at GrooveTickets.

Ghetto-Tech - January 8th, 2011 [RVA]



This one looks pretty interesting to me. It has some underground breakbeat and dubstep breakshit going on. Expect some new music you might not have heard before and expect some kangols and track suits. It's $5 for 21+ and $7 for 18-20 at the Camel.

Dub Nation Vol. 23 - January 15th, 2011



This one looks so ill. It's being triple headlined by PropTingz, Sluggo, and Dillon Francis. All of this shit for only 10 bucks, I'm fucking going. I'm buying tickets as soon as I finish posting because I know this is gonna be going fast, fast, fast. WHOLETEEEEEEM.

I'm Not Keeping Tabs On Cars

Tommy is to body hair as is Miles is to sleep. It's six in the morning again and so now it's time for a nice cuddle by the computer screen story, courtesy of Kilometers. Whats grapes to Cap'n Snapback, the B.E.T. Baywatch Star.

I don't know too much about cars. I can see people up in Richlington got a Cudi sized Mr. Rager for automobiles. I really ain't an enthusiast, man. I whipped a '01 Subaru Impreza Sport back in high school named the Silver Surfer. Occasionally, I'd get a compliment from a random asian dude bumping DeadMau5 in the school parking lot or outside El Charrito. But when people start talking cars, I often ain't hip to what they rappin. I do have a dream car and pretty cool good story to go with it. One night back in Arlington...


Something about european tags makes a car more dank...

It was the second day back from my beach week. I had been blunt cruising in the Surfer all down 50 and was going home for dinner when my cousin called. My cousin just graduated from college and was in town for the weekend. He's the only tight relative I have on the white side of my family. Fresh from UC Santa Barbara, cousin Charlie had brought himself to my house in the hopes to see me but had to settle for my parents. Anyways, Charlie tells me over the phone that his friend is performing at a rave with 12 or so other DJ's and got us two invites to go. UHHH, welcome to Jack in the SICEBOX, can I take your order? I rush back home, eat with the folks, and then dipset with Charlie back to his house. When we get to his casa, he surprises me with a couple of dankass Grateful Dead tabs. I know this is going to be a great night.


Peep the 2nd row and 4th square. It's pretty close to what I had.

We take the tabs right away but the show isn't for three or so hours. So now we're just starting to trip in his basement while reality starts warping. Fast forward three hours and we are in full swing of mind bending perception. Charlie notices the time and says we should head out to the place. This is a great moment as we drive off in my Silver Surfer. The song that comes on right away isn't techno or any electronic music at all; it's Hurricane by Bob Dylan. At the peak of the song, we hit the highway. I'm tearing down 66 on a fucking hallucinogenic to this very song and something hits me right on the top of the brain. I start to imagine myself driving the car Wooderson drove in the film Dazed and Confused, my favorite movie of all time. A shiny black 1970 Chevrolet Chevelle SS with white racing stripes on the center of the car.


SEX

With the acid in full swing, my brain was convinced of this awesome change of vehicle as I neared 90 miles an hour without a soul on the road. It was only midnight after all. I told Charlie that that I was driving the car from Dazed and Confused. He laughed, telling me that he was Wooderson and that I was Pink and he was letting me drive his car. Somehow, it seemed like he wasn't even kidding and that was really the truth. I think he thought it was true at a certain point. We listened to more 70's music and I finally slowed down to a reasonable speed. It was an amazing experience as we reached some random Fairfax exurb to the most awesome rave I've ever been to. The rave itself is a whole other story for another time. But I still see that car when I close my eyes some times.

Wonderland

We've sorta got a thing for futuristic GUI's around here.

As for where Richlington will be spending its friday nights, well. If you dont know, now you know.

Wonderland Warmup

A gentler way to rave.

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