Letters to Massive


Posted on August 1st, by Our Readers in 20, Letters. No Comments

Whaz up!

Peter John
Randolph, MA

I’m an old school raver from NYC.  I grew up listening to disco, old school hip hop and breaks.  I was by 4 Front Records and spotted your mag.  I was stunned at how phat this mag was.  I give you props for keeping it on the real.  I agree with John G. in issue #19- people complain way to much.  Shut up and dance.  I can’t stand when ravers complain, it totally creates a negative vibe.  If you got nothing good to say shut up.  It’s about the music- you make the party.  On the drug tip, it’s all good in moderation.  I just don’t want you to be burnt or dead.  Anyway, everybody leave hardcore alone.  There are some good tracks out there.  It’s just that some artists suck and have no talent just like all the other branches of electronica.  To the mosh heads, go home and hit yourself spanky, don’t bring it in my circle.  Anyhow through the years I think everything has gotten better.  The raves are expanding, the music is getting better.  Thanks Massive, if it wasn’t for this zine I’d be so lost cause’ I don’t rave as much anymore.  I have to work ya know.  The reviews kick ass.  Keep it real.  Peace to all promoters, DJs, labels, zines, musicians, artists, and all the ravers keeping it real on the dance floor to the end.  Rave on.  Please feel free to write me maybe we’ll throw a phat party or something…


Dear Massive Magazine

Jessica
San Diego, CA

In the summer of 1996 I decided to leave my boring life in upstate New York and move to California.  Being 20 years old and a little sheltered, I wanted to be crazy so I went to a Rave by myself.  Not knowing anything about the scene I had no idea what was going to happen.  To sum up the evening, I had the time of my life.  The best part about the whole experience was that someone handed me your magazine on the way out.  With a 4.5 hour drive back to San Diego I threw it in the back of my car and started home.  Reading your magazine after an incredible evening made me feel like I finally would fit in no matter who I was or how silly I can be if I wanted to.  One article made me feel what the scene was really like and what it was about and not to give up on who you are cause we are all the same deep down.  I would like to thank Massive for a new perspective on life.  I think there was something about being able to pass out your magazine.  I want to be able to make somebody’s first experience as memorable as mine.  You guys are incredible and keep up the great work.  Never lose touch of who you are.


Dear Massive

Bret Lawrence
Michigan City, IN

I’m writing from Lakeside Correctional in Michigan City, Indiana.  Just another victim of the Porter County Indiana’s rule book.  I was just another lightning bug in search for the ultimate underground scene.  Now I’m caged up like some beast.  You see I’m way too intelligent for Porter County’s narcotic unit so they stuck me with some bullshit burglary charge.  One day there was a report of a burglary involving a red Dodge Daytona… I happen to drive a red Dodge Daytona, so that makes me the offender.  Now I’m doing a 12 year bit.  The more they try to restrict our freedoms the harder we must fight to preserve them!  Hardcore Forever!  Please hold my thought of freedom in this supposedly free country!


Massive

Justin Irwin
Noblesville, IN

Sometimes as I sit here in my cell I wonder, why me?  Things were going so great…weren’t they?  Then I begin to count the reasons.  For the most part it all comes down to this:  People fucked up on ill drugs get caught up in ill shit.  My problem was speed.  Meth, glass, ice, crystal, whatever you want to call it.  It helped me DJ all night, dance with energy and sell drugs like a muthafucka.  But when that’s all you do, you don’t stop and realize that your life is headed down a dead-end street fast.  After being on the shit for almost a year straight, I realized that all my friends had become mere associates and my family hadn’t heard from me in months.  Yeah, sure, I was making fast cash and having fun doing what I loved to do- spin records for people and rave.  To make a long story short, after leaving a record store in Indianapolis I was pulled over and within minutes surrounded by five cop cars.  October 14th, arrested for possession of Meth and Special K.  All that fast money and all those good times and now I’ve got nothing to show for them.  $4000 to my lawyer went a long way for me and luckily I’ll be outta here in a few months.  I’ve learned a lot about life while I’ve been in here and I’ve realized what really matters the most.  Anyone who is hooked on that shit is just as weak as the person who has to sell it to get by.  When I think about where I am and how hard it’s going to be when I get out I get scared.  But then I think about the bullshit I’ve left behind and where I’m going to go.  Now that my chains are broken I feel a sense of freedom that I don’t ever want to exchange for any “high.”  If nothing else I want to tell the kids out there who are where I used to be that moderation is everything.  Put the lightbulb down.  You know who I’m talking to.  Just sit back, smoke a fat blunt, and leave that chemical poison alone.

For those who know me, what up to 513 crew as well as 502.  I’ll be back soon rockin’ all da funky beats.  All junglist crews word up!


Hello!

C.R. Wayne
Detroit, MI

Of late I’ve heard a lot of bitching about how the scene has gotten worse, but usually these comments come from people who don’t do anything to make the scene better.  Think about it folks… when was the last time you went to a party intending to improve the vibe; make new friends; dance with strangers & then introduce yourselves and make even more friends?  When was the last time you brought candy to give away; brought glow goods to share; gave someone a hug when they offered you a handshake; smiled back at someone who smiled at you; brought toys to surprise and delight people with; deliberately venture outside of your crew?  It’s been awhile hasn’t it???  People new to the scene don’t automatically know how a rave gets groovin’ to a nice vibe and some of the older ravers don’t give the new kids the times and experiences they need to understand.  A party is not the room, it’s the people that make it a party!!  Like anything you can only get out what gets put into it… so, if you don’t like it, put more good energy into it!  Face it, you are the goddesses and gods of the rave, don’t let anyone take that away.  Your thoughts, feelings, words and movements create the vibe in sync with the DJ and the music, so be creative!!!  I’ve been in the scene for more than a little while, both here in Detroit when and where Techno started and in Europe and I can assure you that the problems are not new nor are they more numerous.  It’s just that there are many more people into the scene now, so we just need more of us to become part of the solution.  And yes, I do practice what I preach to the limits of my resources.  I’ve bought extra tickets and given them away to people who can’t afford door price or who’ve lost theirs.  I bring candy and lightsticks and toys and good vibes and you usually find me anchoring one side of the dance floor and oh yes I give great hugs.  So, you all want the good stuff?  Then bring it and your own bodies and say hello!  Together we can get past and over the obstacles of greedy promoters, shitty venues cheesysoundshadydealerscoldpeopletwodollarwaterhotroomsetc etc.  Hey you only have this body for a little while, why spend it bitchin’ about shit?  Peaceloveunityrespect


Hey Everybody!

Fran Hudson
Burlington, WI

I’m a 16 year old girl from southeast WI, and I’ve only been to one rave.  But let me tell you, it’s fuckin’ kick ass (even if the one I went to got busted).  I’ll rave until I die!!!  It’s what I’ve been, without knowing it.  The one I went to, I had no idea what it was going to be like, but everything seemed totally natural for me.  I love the dancing, the love, the drugs, the groove!!!  It’s the night life I always knew was out there.  Fuck!!  I had no idea there was anything so cool in the midwest, especially in Wisconsin.  I couldn’t wait to leave here, but now I think I may stick around awhile.  God!  I’m glad I didn’t miss this, it’s sooo me!!  I work at my high school’s radio station, but now I want to be a DJ.  And I’m going to be, so wish me luck.  I love Massive and I love everyone!  (You all kick ass) Going Further!!!  Something completely free (well almost completely free…) from the “normal world” that I can be in.  Ravers rock!!  They’re so open.  The unity and joy and love I felt the whole time was awesome.  My life has changed completely, and all the angst and depression has turned into energy and love for the whole world!  Love to all you real partiers, who know what it’s all about!!  PLUR!!  Keep Groovin’


Massive

Chris Falk
Edgewater, MD

I just got #19 and like the last one I got (#16) it’s slammin’!  I love the fact that you represent real Drum & Bass and give good reviews, reports and interviews with the people keeping it real & alive – the Jungle Massive!  A lot of these big glossy mags claim to represent our scene but they are nothing more than glossy toilet paper!  How many of those mags represent real drum and bass?  You all keep it real & represent the real dance music culture & scene.  You represent the Jungle Massive!  For that I give you huge props cuz I haven’t seen anyone else do it.  Mad love and much respect!  Massive!


Dear Massive Magazine

John Simpson #319991
Oshkosh, WI


I’ve been thinking for quite awhile about how to start a letter to you people down there at Massive.  I guess a good place to start is where I started.  I’ve been involved with the Midwest rave scene for quite some time until I got locked up.  I remember the first zine I ever picked up was Massive #4 (don’t ask me where).  The first party I ever went to was a party in central Wisconsin.  It was outside in the summer with a circus tent in the middle of nowhere.  We had to park our car in a field and ride in a shuttle van for a 1/2 mile then walk up a candle-lit dirt road to the tent.  I recall when I walked in the tent and saw everybody dancing — there was not a single soul sitting or standing.  This was my first party and I didn’t know how to dance or anything, but now when I look back at it when I walked into that tent, the vibe was so strong it stood up, looked at me and double bitchslapped me in the face.  This party was the shit and after an hour of walking around doing my thing, I remember the only thing on my mind was YES, YES– when is the next one– this is great!  I didn’t want it to end!  I went to a few more parties after that, then about a year later, I started going about every weekend to parties in Chicago and that was a drive because I lived in Appleton!  This is when parties like Family Groove Kitchen, 303, Mission Underground, and Pure were kickin’!  I remember I used to take bunches of flyers from Chicago to Appleton and promote them there.  I wasn’t making money, I was just doing it because I knew that anyone that would go would love it!  When I was at friends houses in Appleton, I used to meet people and ask them if they wanted to go to Chicago to a rave and if they said no, I persisted until they eventually said yes and even though I didn’t have a car, I was in Chicago every weekend partying.  I would even meet people that knew nothing about the rave scene and didn’t even listen to techno.  They listened to heavy metal or some other kind of music.  I know a couple of people that hated techno or house.  They hated it like it was their brother or sister, but I kept playing it and playing it over and over and over and eventually they began to like it.  This is the only music I know that has this power.  You could play country in my ears for weeks and I still would hate it.  If you play it enough, they will like it.  I don’t know what it is, but it’s over my head.  I would like to ask you guys at Massive a question, actually, it’s a request from an old raver.  Why don’t you guys do party reviews on our midwest scene?  What happened to all the funny nonprofessional format, like the top ten pick up lines at a rave by women?  What happened to all the party pictures (pictures of cute little raver girls, DJs, and venues?)  I miss that stuff!  I was going to write about how the scene is deteriorating, and what I hate about it.  But I see those bitch letters all the time and who wants to read that crap?  Instead I thought I’d write something someone might enjoy reading!


Massive Magazine

Scott Schueler
Oshkosh, WI

The weirdest thing happened last night.  Narcotics Anonymous sponsored a rave function.  I’m in a treatment center (halfway house) and last night the whole halfway house went to the function.  I persuaded the houses patients to go, but everybody, old and young, got into the vibe and danced at least for a while.  This was the first NA rave at least in the Appleton/Oshkosh area.  The DJs didn’t even use turntables, but it turned out alright.  I don’t know how realistic this is, but maybe some underground networks could assist NA in sponsoring these functions.  Or, maybe that sort of thing is absurd, and this sort of rave environment will never grow much.  The essay I enclosed is the reason I retained my right to rave here, at the halfway house.

The following was included with the letter from Scott.  Apparently, people have to justify their music in order to keep it at halfway houses.  We give Scott credit for really BS’ing his way through it.  Crafty ravers…

“My love for techno”
What is techno?  Techno is the technology of music and the advancement of music.  The main element of techno is turntables or record players.  DJs use 2 or 3 turntables.  Sometimes techno is produced by 2 DJs mixing and matching beats, each with 2 turntables = 4 turntables.  The trick to spinning records is to mix and match beats, so rhythm and harmony are together.  Why should techno music be permitted by PCs?  Techno is an advanced form of music.  It is produced with any unusual or ordinary sound that the ear can hear.  Also, it is produced with every type and style that precede it.  DJs spin heavy metal, rock n’ roll, country, rap, R&B, love songs, disco, classical, and so forth.  When DJs spin gangster rap, rock n’ roll, and heavy metal records (in a discreditable manner) they may talk about murder, sex, and drugs.  The DJs that I prefer do not exploit these subjects, at least not often, and when they do I don’t respect it.  I respect their talent though.  These controversial subjects are recognizable in all art to some degree.  Music is the most congenial form of the arts for almost every American (among the remaining countries of the world) has some degree of interest in some type of music.  So, the most controversial and just plain wrong individuals are involved in the production of music.  Mention of drugs, the primary issue, is in music of all kinds, with rap and rock n’ roll to a greater degree than even techno.  There are good DJs and bad DJs.  This is true with all labels or categories of people.  To bootleg techno or any other art is stereotypical, and it is impossible to judge every music righteously.  With freedom comes responsibility.  I have always been a true American, defending freedom.  But, I have abused my freedom.  I was not an ideal leader in defending my rights, because I was hypocritical.  For once in my life I want to be responsible for my freedoms and teach others to do the same.  I have a dream!

Written upon sheet:
“CM reviewed music in Scotts possession and found his music appropriate.”


What's up!

Dougie T.
Albany, NY

I’m a new recruit from Albany, NY and I recently picked up a phat copy of Massive from my local Hot Topic (big ups to Rene!).

The scene here is all but dead, its summer and we’re a college town.  So I have not been to many real parties.  Until recently, that is!  And now I have a different view of parties and the proper attitude!  What encouraged me most to write this letter was “Letters unto Massive” #19 and a speech from a writer named Beaner from St. Paul, MN.  I have seen the light now that I have partied abroad.  Before I was very self-conscious, worried about what others thought, doubting my ability to groove.  Then I saw the real thing first in Hartford, then Rochester, then NYC. (Upcoming Poughkeepsie(NY) and Boston!)  I came back with a funky fresh attitude… “I cried out… No more suppression!”  I received my calling, I’m a happy hardcore, bounce ‘til I drop, groove ‘til they all move, whistle blowing freak!!!
Now when I go out to our little smoke filled, 13×13, 105 degrees, Caribbean show-boating club… I Let Loose!!!  I just don’t care anymore!  Now, I go to a party and check all that’s on my brain in at the door and proceed to party!  I remain attitude free, (from those having a good time and allowing other partiers to have a good time!) and drug free my happy high is au naturale!!
This letter goes out to all the partiers out there who are not sure of their ability to groove… There is no one definition of a raver!!  There’s no script to follow/ no choreographed routine!  So go out there, get out there, it’s your groove don’t let them take that from you!  Take it from someone who has been there it’s much happier on the other side!  So get your back from off the wall… Dance C’mon!!! Albany is actually the capital of the mega state of New York, but it’s mentality, attitude and some looks is very much small town USA…   So if your in a small town USA do yourself a flavor and party abroad come back and share your new found knowledge.  People will listen.  And the next time a floor hogging, ego inflated ‘jock’ busts your groove… Do a double take and groove on!  Completely Inspired