At approximately 12:23am, the music hit us. The lights flashed, the bass thumped, the synthdrone overcame us. The drugs were taking over. British superstar DJ Paul Oakenfold manned the decks, soundtracking our debauchery with pure, undiluted techno. The world spun, I felt all the blood in my body rush into my skull... things began to get blurry... my legs felt weak... my eyes bulged...

"Did you want some Oreos?!"

"Don't mind if I do." I took 12.

Hey, I recognize this-- Three Drives On A Vinyl's "Greece 2000." The symbols tapped with surreal precision, a solid bass thump, an almost psychedelic synthline. It was music you didn't care to accurately describe; your only impulse was to dance. Oh god... ether!

I couldn't even see straight... my whole body was numb. Was I floating? Fuck! I gotta call my mom. I really gotta call my mom. James, I gotta call my mom. Suddenly, it was James: "Your mom, huh? Okay, sure. You call your mom in Tokyo. You're gonna have to find your own quarter..." It was a frantic rush-- I really had to call my mom. Not that I was exactly certain of the reason why. It passed.

Ascension's "Someone" was suddenly slamming its way out of the speakers. It was like crossing Enya with Josh Wink-- it seemed somewhat holy, but insanely rhythmic... spacy... this Oakenfold guy can really mix shit together. Eugh...

I was on the floor, hallucinating madly. My eyes had dilated. Man, this isn't normal weed... oh, man... the cookies... I collapsed. Paul Van Dyk kicked me while I was down with his pummelling, futuristic, mind- blowing "Words (For Love)," easily the best song of the night so far. But hey, when you're touching God, a lot of shit sounds good.

By the time James found me, I was curled up in a corner trying desperately to keep the floor tile monster from peeling me like an orange. "Jesus Christ, kid, what the fuck did you consume?" Transa's "Enervate" spewed out beautiful, repetitive melody. Crying. That's the last time I ever do crystal meth, speed, heroin, pot, 12 cookies' worth of acid, ether, ecstacy, and cocaine in a four- hour period.

Or was that just Tranceport?

-Ryan Schreiber

Ascension: "Someone (Slacker and Original Vocal Mix)"

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