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| The DarkRave |
The DarkRave is this great & fun dance club thing I'm going to on the 1st Saturday of every month in Toronto, Ontario, Canada. I should stress here that it is not technically a "real rave" it is a dance club thing. Still for me it's a lot of fun
| My Drug Story This one time at the darkrave: this guy came up to me and asked me if I had any "K" I said no. a little later he came back and asked me if I knew where he could get some "K" I shruged my shoulders, looked him in the eye and said in a calm way "I don't know, did you try K-Mart?" He laughed, as did a few poeple around us. Then later he by and asked about "K" again, this time I told him I didn't know what it was and asked him to tell me. He did and now I know, and I don't care any more that I didn before, but I got a good story out of it. |
My First DarkRave:
I went to my first DarkRave on 2006, Feb 4, and had a great time. Interesting story though, I'd heard of the The DarkRave back in 2000 April. I found one of the flyers for the event, the fourth. and I figured it was some annual thing. I liked the picture so I kept it and still have it today, it's this picture to the left here. Any way almost 6 years later in 2006, Feb. I'm in Toronto to go to a Fetish Party. I was going to be wearing this 
subtle outfit
(right). I was early and couldn't get in yet so I'm waiting in a coffee shop down the street were I meet Chirtine. She loved my jacket and we got talking. She worked at the Velvet Underground, a night club downtown, but lived across the street from the club I was waiting to get in to. Now the fetish party ends at 3AM and my bus home leaves Toronto at 7AM, so I tells Christine this and she invites me to The Dark Rave. Surprised I learn it's the first Saterday night of every month. She writes down the info to get there on a card for me, I still have it in my wallet were I put it that night. So after an hour or so I get in to the fetish party were I did'n have a great time, it was OK but mostly just people prancing around shopping and being seen. and then around midnite-thirty it's getting really hot and crouded there so I start thinking about The Dark Rave and how it's been six years and how hot christine was. So I get out and grab a cab. Now it was raining that night so I have my hat in a bag and my jacket in my backpack. when I got to the Funhaus I was turned back at the door by the door guy. I told him I was very disapointed and that I had travelled all the way from Peterborough, two hours drive. then I turned away and started to walk away, where upon he came up to me and told me that he thought I was someone else but I was alowed in, so I whent upstairs and I felt welcomed and had a great time. Concidering how tired I was
About Drugs:
Some people are convinced that the rave sceen is all about drugs, and while I'm sure taht there are some drugs around when I'm there I've not noticed. Although maybe the other ravers think I'm a nark.
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© Ragnar Torfason 2006 May 28 | |