Experiencing my first rave is something I’ll never forget. Everything about the affair is permanently burned into my psyche: The road trip from San Diego to the map point on Melrose Ave, consumed by an overwhelming sense of mystery, of not knowing exactly what I was getting myself into. The two-hour drive to the Mohave […]
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America gave geezers 12-minutes of “Acid Trax”; they gave us back a lifetime of culture
