i just show them my penis.

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Originally posted by EddieZilker Oh, preese, so sorree for intorrerance fwum esss russer. He maka fun of you because you tarking in racial stereotype. I aporogize for heem. He not know how behave. Preeze accept aporogee. Ching chang chow yun fat, Mr. Roboto.

This really strikes at the core of who I am and what I put forth for everyone to soak up no matter by choice or some other more fierce medium.

Trance certainly does deliver an unbeatable experience as you previously attested to. The synergy of each element combined with the brute and gruff expectation of the next beat is suddenly masked by the onset of some misunderstood feeling lashing out callously from the underbelly. Under the duress of the subsequent alignment of harmony and incorrigible atonal syncopated melodic feedback an entire civilization can be created; veritably playing in some vacant diorama in the furthest reaches of the mindscape. Some senseless show, a forgone masquerade given release or plunder at the pinpricks of intuition.

There's a gift doled out genetically at the birth of each aspiring trance dj. The ability to swap supersaws. Much like a tantric kiss in the receding hours of the night that overlap the boundaries of the incredulous and sludgy mirth that defines the moistness of the lips. Each track of mine, be it from Euphonic, Electronic Elements, Bonzai, Armind, ASOT, Anjunabeats, Discover, Discover Dark, Captivating Sounds, Coldharbour, Coldharbour Red, Armada, Armada Digital, Club Elite, Perfecto, Vandit, Black Hole, Flashover, Soundpiercing, Monster Tunes, you know, whatever, they all arouse this part of me that is buried deep beneath the scandalous entrapment of my clattering teeth. A binding truth that burns each time my neck moves and kindles the jagged edges of its adherent consequences.

More often than not I use a PIONEER DJM 800 to steer this ship of sonic suspense. Each turn of a knob switches a light on in one of my neurons, pulsing outward to my fingers to perform the same act in succession with a multitude of symbiotic actions that culminate and undulate into the formation of a fabulous set. In the shape of a double helix.

It's just something about trance, really.

I also like to sample porn into my uplifting trance sets. Not a lot of people do that. So I've heard.

i agree with ted promo. trance music has changed my life, at times my girlfriend would get naked, fat ass, big titties. i kept on listening to trance any way, realizing that it was the true key to my heart. once the waves and frequencies hit me, i was thinking "man, i've finally found my atlantis".

trance isn't for everyone though. it takes a sore heart to listen to some of the captivating lyrics and melodies that are pushed into the listeners ear. a real heavy heart. i remember my girlfriend broke up with me one time and i was living alone, on the other side of the continent, far from family and "REAL" friends, friends who also listened to trance and could relate to my emotions. i simply put on a trance mp3 and started crying, the next day i woke up feeling a revelation as if i had just awoken from a psychedelic trip on mushrooms.

creativity in trance comes from truly understanding ones heart. after that, one stutter effect on a pioneer djm800 can create beauty and mystery within the soundscape one is privileged to hear. remember, trance is a privilege, not a right.

Some beautiful posts in this thread. Here is my $.02, as trance has truly shaped my entire life and I don't know where I would be without it.

Expressing yourself creatively as a trance DJ is not unlike being King Leonidas, leading a small, yet fierce, group of loyal denizens amongst an evil sea of radio pop garbage. Only, in this story, victory is obtained. With trance, everybody wins, because it unlocks the keys to your soul and unleashes peace, love, unity, and respect onto an unsuspecting world. The light which trance has unlocked in my life is rivaled by no other sonic experience I have ever had the honor and privilege of becoming one with, and has made me... nay, has made the world a better place.

The main defining element, for me, is the supersaw... the looking glass which pierces deep into my heart and reveals things about myself that I never would have otherwise known. The broad audio spectrum and the thick, layered warmth that they provide do nothing short of bringing tears to my eyes as I learn how good of a person I truly am. The comfort that follows this realization is truly incredible.

When I discovered trance, I was in a deep and dark place. Armin and Ferry were able to help me piece together the sparkling shards of my damaged and broken soul. I feel like I owe my life to them. I can remember the day like it was yesterday. The breeze was gentle and the sun was slowly setting, but I just could not enjoy it. I could not feel true happiness. I did not even know what happiness was. I sat at the little cafe, bored with my pointless life, and decided that it was time to end it all. I honestly just had no reason to live... nothing that made me feel alive in the first place. I paid my bill, left a generous tip, and left the quiet patio. I whistled for a cab, and when it came near, the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice on the mirror. If anything, I could say that this cab was rare... but I thought, "Nah, forget it... yo holmes, to Bel Air!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8, and I yelled to the cabbie, "Yo holmes, smell ya later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there... to sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.

Oh god yes I get what you mean and then I harness your meaning and I add it henceforth to my meaning. Much like the melancholic blending of an older Max Graham track like Does She Know Yet with an even more sombre timbre emanating from the sagging canopy of chords providing the mid-range makeup of a primordial 2004-era Deepsky remix. It sits well with me, heaving in my iron lung and swallowing me whole for a fleeting moment of misconception. The knot in my throat morphs into a noose, priming into a vestigial gag lumping and throbbing inside the inner walls of my vocal chords, robbing me of my right to discord.

Trance has done this and continues to do this to me, at me, but any more, very seldom with me toward any sort of treaty. With eather myself or a better cause, a firmer firmament.

I also find that PIONEER CDJ 1000 MARK THREES are the absolute lowest in quality I will ever go to properly emit truetrancerays. It takes the might of all of my forearms to make this happen night after night. Year after year. Drug after drug. But I do it.

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Originally posted by Ted Promo truetrancerays.

thread over, we have a winner

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Originally posted by ManWithCurls show creativity

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creative expression

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which allowed for more creativity

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expressing your own creativity

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express yourself

well, that all depends on you. if you wanna show "creativity" then you bypass the music and showoff your own ingenuity. ya don't express creativity my friend -- you are creative because of what you do on the decks. creative is what others call you, you can't assign that name to yourself. think of all the little tricks that djs use -- that's creativity. it's the difference between some wanker saying, "I'm creative. I'm the creative type," and doing it.

Can I ask out of curiosity what age the above trance lovers are?

Fucking outstanding.

Sorry bro, trance blows.