...of my vulgar simulacra: audiophilia

Zoukout

ok this is seriously belated. i'm only writing this entry three days after Zoukout.
But i had basically crashed, had a serious overdose on 10 hours of mind-fucking muzik.

had always liked house music, chillout, soul and nu beats. but i've also always been rather un-initiated to the better appreciation of such genres, until recently-thanks to Kevin, Dennis and also Andre amongst others. It wasn't until i saw such music in the works at kwan's room did i truly felt the passion behind the beats. But zoukout was like a fucking graduation.
Fontane, Timo Mass, Satoshi, Miguel and Lisa, and of course Paul van Dyk. From progressive trance to vocal house, they made the molecules vibrate in a tapestry of energy. it was even better that most of the people on that beach that night were there for the music. an orgy of audiophiles, haa...
Other than a couple of bottles of sake andre and i had, i hardly drank that night other than to quench a relentless thirst. don't need too much alcohol when you're already high on the audiopill. dre looked like he was on a mad trip, he was so into it i'm surprised he could still recognise me and heather. but i'm nobody to say that, i was pretty crazy too.
i keep trying put the night into words, but i think i'll just let images do the work. i took so many of them haa... would've did more if BOTH my batteries didn't run out.