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Please help me I am new
Hello everybody.
I am french, I have been fond of Trance for many years, but this is only today that I decide myself to join a communauty, because it became necessary.
I currently listen some ASOT chapters, Simon Patterson, Above&Beyong, Ali&Fila, Dash Berlin and lot of others...
First thing, I have been feeling completly alone since ever. It seems that the France is the country where the Trance is the less developped. When I see the tour event of my idoles, they play EVERYWHERE but never in France.
To be direct, I know absolutly NOBODY for real around me who listen trance, it looks like I am the only one human who listen trance but ofcourse it cant be true when I see the size of this communauty.
I feel frustrated when I see on youtube so many people in real orgasm during concerts, and I always wonder "why, who, how and where"...
I am 27 years old, I have been enjoying some crazy party in the dark side of Londons, in house gay club (= crazy night with goddess sound and ton of drugs).
I am not gay btw.
Today, I want to live this kind of experience but with the Trance, which is, my music.
But book tickets, taking the flight and attend to a concert abroad when you are...Alone, it is weird.
So I wonder if here, there are some topics dedied to the organisation of meeting at several concert places, just to be supported by people who are experienced for moving to trance concerts and to not be alone on place. Ofcourse, I guess I may have first to make naturally some friends here before..
I currently live near Budapest for 2 years.
Thank you for those who read this.
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Re: Please help me I am new
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| Originally posted by amnesy Hello everybody. I am french, I have been fond of Trance for many years, but this is only today that I decide myself to join a communauty, because it became necessary. I currently listen some ASOT chapters, Simon Patterson, Above&Beyong, Ali&Fila, Dash Berlin and lot of others... First thing, I have been feeling completly alone since ever. It seems that the France is the country where the Trance is the less developped. When I see the tour event of my idoles, they play EVERYWHERE but never in France. To be direct, I know absolutly NOBODY for real around me who listen trance, it looks like I am the only one human who listen trance but ofcourse it cant be true when I see the size of this communauty. I feel frustrated when I see on youtube so many people in real orgasm during concerts, and I always wonder "why, who, how and where"... I am 27 years old, I have been enjoying some crazy party in the dark side of Londons, in house gay club (= crazy night with goddess sound and ton of drugs). I am not gay btw. Today, I want to live this kind of experience but with the Trance, which is, my music. But book tickets, taking the flight and attend to a concert abroad when you are...Alone, it is weird. So I wonder if here, there are some topics dedied to the organisation of meeting at several concert places, just to be supported by people who are experienced for moving to trance concerts and to not be alone on place. Ofcourse, I guess I may have first to make naturally some friends here before.. I currently live near Budapest for 2 years. Thank you for those who read this. |
Sell everything you own and migrate to AMNESIA in IBIZA
I remember being in your exact position many moons ago, placing the shimmering diskette that contained the melodious intermingling harmonies of Nyana in my Koss 5-cd changer hooked into the only outlet that worked properly enough for trance in my house. I was prone to many vacant shivers -- or so I thought they were vacant until I heard Dash Berlin and gave them purpose.
Traversing all the lonely waters rippling along the warmer channels of each ocean, I would find myself flailing in a controlled seizure to the motions of the faders as each iconoclast I recognized transformed into a metaphysical thought process of pure unadulterated elation. However, I noticed that at the end of the day I had no partner in plur. No Bonnie to my Clyde. No Tiff Lacey to my Filo and Peri. No featuring RONSKI SPEED to my Stoneface & Terminal.
It was here I turned to the hallowed halls of tranceaddict. Submitting posts helped satiate the pervading calm of stagnant yet palpable depression. For not even unlimited ASOT chapters (as you have rightly dubbed them although an argument could be made that they should be called stanzas, or verses) I noticed my cup was always half-empty, and optimism is the brimming sentience espoused by the arc and motion of the saw-toothed gate waves that smatter across the the canopy of starry skied Markus Schulz Big Room Reconstructions.
Post after post, elucidation coming in through osmosis from an open mind and a searching heart. I met Jennifer Rene on these very boards, but alack it went astray. I settled for the woman who I only knew as TTOKYO who was into Jonathan Peters and sometimes the bronzed edifices from the Dutch regions who really captivate the essence of transcendence. The edifying factor in it all, she said she had fake breasts and sloping nipples as well as a penchant for all things melodic and enrapturing. Her fake nails could dig deeply into my back and reveal secrets only Oceanlab had found in me.
Well. She died. And here I am. All I have is James Holden any more.
Be wary.
Re: Please help me I am new
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| Originally posted by amnesy NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO trance NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO NO HOMO |
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| Originally posted by Ted Promo I remember being in your exact position many moons ago, placing the shimmering diskette that contained the melodious intermingling harmonies of Nyana in my Koss 5-cd changer hooked into the only outlet that worked properly enough for trance in my house. I was prone to many vacant shivers -- or so I thought they were vacant until I heard Dash Berlin and gave them purpose. Traversing all the lonely waters rippling along the warmer channels of each ocean, I would find myself flailing in a controlled seizure to the motions of the faders as each iconoclast I recognized transformed into a metaphysical thought process of pure unadulterated elation. However, I noticed that at the end of the day I had no partner in plur. No Bonnie to my Clyde. No Tiff Lacey to my Filo and Peri. No featuring RONSKI SPEED to my Stoneface & Terminal. It was here I turned to the hallowed halls of tranceaddict. Submitting posts helped satiate the pervading calm of stagnant yet palpable depression. For not even unlimited ASOT chapters (as you have rightly dubbed them although an argument could be made that they should be called stanzas, or verses) I noticed my cup was always half-empty, and optimism is the brimming sentience espoused by the arc and motion of the saw-toothed gate waves that smatter across the the canopy of starry skied Markus Schulz Big Room Reconstructions. Post after post, elucidation coming in through osmosis from an open mind and a searching heart. I met Jennifer Rene on these very boards, but alack it went astray. I settled for the woman who I only knew as TTOKYO who was into Jonathan Peters and sometimes the bronzed edifices from the Dutch regions who really captivate the essence of transcendence. The edifying factor in it all, she said she had fake breasts and sloping nipples as well as a penchant for all things melodic and enrapturing. Her fake nails could dig deeply into my back and reveal secrets only Oceanlab had found in me. Well. She died. And here I am. All I have is James Holden any more. Be wary. |
What is it with people going to trance concerts to get that orgasm feeling? Isn't in bed with a lover enough?
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| Originally posted by Ted Promo |
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| Originally posted by Ted Promo I remember being in your exact position many moons ago, placing the shimmering diskette that contained the melodious intermingling harmonies of Nyana in my Koss 5-cd changer hooked into the only outlet that worked properly enough for trance in my house. I was prone to many vacant shivers -- or so I thought they were vacant until I heard Dash Berlin and gave them purpose. Traversing all the lonely waters rippling along the warmer channels of each ocean, I would find myself flailing in a controlled seizure to the motions of the faders as each iconoclast I recognized transformed into a metaphysical thought process of pure unadulterated elation. However, I noticed that at the end of the day I had no partner in plur. No Bonnie to my Clyde. No Tiff Lacey to my Filo and Peri. No featuring RONSKI SPEED to my Stoneface & Terminal. It was here I turned to the hallowed halls of tranceaddict. Submitting posts helped satiate the pervading calm of stagnant yet palpable depression. For not even unlimited ASOT chapters (as you have rightly dubbed them although an argument could be made that they should be called stanzas, or verses) I noticed my cup was always half-empty, and optimism is the brimming sentience espoused by the arc and motion of the saw-toothed gate waves that smatter across the the canopy of starry skied Markus Schulz Big Room Reconstructions. Post after post, elucidation coming in through osmosis from an open mind and a searching heart. I met Jennifer Rene on these very boards, but alack it went astray. I settled for the woman who I only knew as TTOKYO who was into Jonathan Peters and sometimes the bronzed edifices from the Dutch regions who really captivate the essence of transcendence. The edifying factor in it all, she said she had fake breasts and sloping nipples as well as a penchant for all things melodic and enrapturing. Her fake nails could dig deeply into my back and reveal secrets only Oceanlab had found in me. Well. She died. And here I am. All I have is James Holden any more. Be wary. |
Jaydee - Reste Chez Moi
Marc Et Claude - LA (Moonman's Flashover Mix)
Un petit peu.
Re: Heyy Amnesy
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| Originally posted by Javiercardona91 I am also trying to make friends on here so that I can build a fanbase for my edm website! |
whys that
trying to make friends to get fans for your website. yeah that doesn't sound bad at all. fuck off
fuck in
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| Originally posted by Javiercardona91 whys that |
Sorry... but you dont know me enough to know wheter im ill mannered or immature... but thanks for the false assumption... 
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