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The Universal ‘That Guy’

I’m sure you’re familiar with ‘that guy’; he comes to parties, raves, concerts, festivals…heck even your birthday in a local bar, and is pretty easy to spot from far away. Sometimes you spot his typical ‘party with sluts’ hat from far away, and sometimes you can hear him punctuating every sentence with ‘bro’ from across the room. At any rate, when you spot ‘that guy’, you’ll probably not want to chill with him.

So who is ‘that guy’ and how do you avoid being ‘that guy’?

Put simply, ‘that guy’ can be anyone from the whistle-blowing guy who fist-pumps and tries to hump you at a trap show to the twitter handle insisting you make them kandi (and even specifying colors, style, and words used). ‘That guy’ probably isn’t a veteran raver…and outside of the EDM scene, that guy is probably an ass. Now sometimes there are girls that exemplify ‘that guy’,though from my experience they tend to be more tolerable…as ‘that guy’ on most girls is really just most women that end up on I’m a fan of those in small doses. So, how not to come off as ‘that guy’ both in and out of the scene:

In the scene:

  • If you see someone losing control (rolling a little too hard, too much to drink) give them a hand and either get them some water or get them to a trash can out of view of other patrons and security. Most times, the person has either had a little too much and can quickly boot and recover after a few minutes of help. If the person can’t stand, can’t communicate, or is completely incoherent, then pass them off to security. A lot of ‘that guy’ types either berate those who’ve lost control or immediately shove them at security without even giving them a chance to recover. Often times this means someone who is only slightly dehydrated gets thrown out before getting a chance to explain their situation. You just ruined someone’s night ‘bro’.
  • Ask, don’t shove. If you want a quick pic at the front, ask those around you if you can sneak ahead for a song. Sometimes they will be fine with it, and sometimes they won’t. If you run into a group of bros that refuse to move, see if you can work around a different group. Most people are pretty understanding in the scene, and always see if someone shorter wants to stand in front of you to see (i.e. short chicks like me). They’ll thank you a lot.
  • Be aware of what where people are, and be respectful. If you’re a fist-pumping kind of guy, that’s totally fine! Just make sure you keep an eye on where people are around you, and don’t pop anyone in the head (or if you do, apologize). If you want to grind on a girl (even though most aren’t really at a rave to grind), pay attention to what she’s ok with. Dry humping her into submission ain’t gonna work bro.

Out of the scene:

  • Don’t be a dick. If you’re trying to get attention whether it be on Twitter, in life, or for anything really…bullhorning isn’t really the way to go: Sure, running a super-obnoxious promoted tweet is good for getting quick interactions….but in the long-term people won’t give a shit. ‘Team FollowBacks” and harassing tactics that are similar off the internet really just end up dissuading people. Rather than blowing whistles in people’s ears and waving flyers in people’s faces, just interact with them genuinely and nicely.
  • Move for them, they’ll move for you. If you help someone out with something, sometimes you can get something back in return. Help a drunk girl or boy get their hands on some water, they might just help you get tickets to your next show; help that old lady find a seat on the subway, and maybe she’ll give you some career advice.

At any rate, have fun not being ‘that guy’!

Generation Wild Recap

So as you may have guessed, Generation Wild lived up to its expectations (I am just now coming back to in today). Between the fire, aerial acrobats, incredible drop of Deniz’s new song Halo, and more bare boobs that most lesbians, I’d say I had a good night. Hi mom.

So um, let’s start from the top shall we?

So to start, I got an awesome new tank from the lovely Koalacore Clothing to wear (came in handy for sure) and prepared for what I thought would be a pretty standard Webster Hall show (if you read my Dillon Francis write up, don’t hate me, but you’ll know what I mean).

2013-02-16_21-17-09_845Nothing really out of the ordinary.

Mikael Weermets was a pretty solid opener. At this point the main floor was still pretty empty, not much of a vibe, and despite dancing with some already sloshed party-goers, it seemed like I was in for a pretty standard ride.


For all intensive purposes, totally normal. Also thank you Webster Hall for the picture. Its nice to actually find myself at shows.

After this, shit got weird (good weird, but really fucking good weird)

To start, dBerrie completely surprised me with his set: I’ve heard some of his work in passing, but clearly he is one of those ‘go see live, because out of context you aren’t going to get it’ DJs (there are plenty of those, I respect them, some of Dada Life’s stuff can be blah when you aren’t literally feeling bass). Opening with a pretty strong set, amazing visuals, I decided I might as well drop. It was the best goddamn decision I made all night.


Between the number of girls I made out to some solid dBerrie tracks, and the number of ravers that played with my spirithood, the mood pretty much skyrocketed once dBerrie got going. Probably my stupidest decision this year has been ignoring my friend’s pleas to go see him. I’m sorry friends, I owe you bigtime.

Then shit got really weird.


Pretty much, all I have to say is, Deniz Koyu live is like one big orgasm. I’ve been to EZoo, I’ve seen my hands-down favorite trance artist…and I’m a lover of trance…but I couldn’t even handle his entire set. On several occasions I just had to hug random people next to me and have them remind me that this was real life. It was that good.

There were no prissy brats shoving each other to get to the front, no one was recording video on an ipad…for once, I felt almost as if I was transported back to an indoor festival. It was at this point I noticed the tits. For anyone unaware Kirillwashere is infamous for taking pictures of tits; it’s his thing (in addition to more professional artistic stuff). So naturally when I glance over and see bra-less girls making out and wiggling around I had a moment of “Um?” I love making out with ladies and boys, and I’m not impartial…but amid the fire-dancers, silks-dancers (of which I got no photos, sorry) it was a bit odd. And then the champagne facials began.


Call me noob mcnooberson, but the only indication I had that the DJs had swapped set was from a sudden cut to brighter lights, and the appearance of several champagne bottles being unleashed on stage. I mean, I knew it was happening…but I guess when you’re rolling hard, dancing your ass off, and midway through making out with girl #4(?) it kind of takes you off-guard. If you need a refresher course on Kirill, here it is.

By the end of the night, I was skipping around the mainstage area hugging people, trading kandi at lightspeed (accidentally trading 3 no-trades…oops) and cuddling up to several boys that were thankfully my age (amen for black x’s). The rest of the night was spent skipping through New York in booty shorts, cat-calling people in a Starbucks, and waltzing into my shower where I promptly had a beer and passed out.

Wild, Achieved.

At any rate, my only actual ‘goal’ for the night aside from raging like a vicious animal, making out, and being a bass-loving whore (all achieved) was to give Deniz Koyu a kandi I’ve had with me for a while with ‘bongbastic’ on it. Despite failing miserably at that, I did manage to make one for Kirill, and am hoping if  send him his…he will give Deniz the one I strung up for him 🙂


At any rate, this puppy is gonna grab another beer. Nighty night!

❤ Rage

Belated Updates

I love donning the furry hood and one-of-a-kind mask, but sometimes real life gets in the way.
Recently, it’s gotten in the way a lot.


But now that I’ve made it my bitch again, here’s whats been going on:

  • I ran a twitter giveaway for a pair of Deniz Koyu Generation Wild Rochelle, NJ tickets
  • I saw Deniz and Danny Avila at Webster Hall last night (and slowed my roll at around 5 this morning..Intense)
  • I made out with more girls that I can count on my paws
  • I met some AMAZING new peeps who live in the area and rave regularly
  • …I gave one birthday girl probably more PLUR than she was expecting (oops)
  • I made more kandi since I pretty much traded nearly all of mine for new singles (I looove teal and pink…but I needed to diversify my arms)
  • And got the unique satisfaction of seeing the reaction one person had to getting the ‘Sex and Drugs’ kandi

I would post pictures…but because Krillwashere shot some amazing angles (I was watching) I’m going to wait til those go up 🙂


Rave Well, My Friends!