hello friend.





. _ v. i. c. k. i. _ .
are you ready for this?















live. love. breathe. die.
music.

live. love. breathe. die.
dance.

live. love. breathe. die.
beauty.









live. love. breathe. die.
pain.








Life and Death are only steps,
I'm not afraid of what comes next.




What you see is what you get.

i am a sexy, sassy hairstylist.
i help make people beautiful.



heaven.










thanks james!

You live in the city or in some non-descript suburb just outside. You come from an average family and had a childhood and teenage years just like any other. During the week, you drudge out the 9 to 5 in school, or in an office or any other Mcjob. The work is unrewarding but it pays enough for you to live. More importantly, it pays for you to got out and dance.

Because even though that mundane, day to day slug may be your job, it is certainly not your life. Every weekend you travel to the city center or other secret locations, you dress up, you pop pills or sniff powder, and you dance to pounding, energizing electronic records, all the while dreaming of parties in impossibly glamourous places like New York, London, Chicago and Ibiza.

Your uniform is fashionable yet highly practical. Some of you dress up in elaborate costumes, wearing bright colours and anything that lights up or glows. Others prefer a more urban, chic street style to their apparel. And don't forget your tried and true dancing shoes that endure hours of non-stop stomping. But all styles are accepted and are built for comfort, speed and the heat. The drugs you take are practical too. A massive array of pills, powders or liquids, all swallowed, smoked or sniffed with the express purpose of keeping you on the dancefloor 'til morning.

You dance to records by unknown artists, on labels no one knows about, singing songs that few have ever heard. To every beat and sound that gets your heart pumping faster, to every bassline that bumps harder. Yet these are the records you treasure, you hunt and chase down like bloodhound to get that one perfect track. The ones you spend hundreds of dollars - even thousands - of your meager salary to acquire.

Your friends, still stuck on radio rock, or perhaps discovering the kings and queens of "indie" music or supposed "hardcore" scene, they laugh at you. They don't understand the secret world you inhibit. They don't understand the clothes, the music, the rituals of your underground existence. For you are a member of a closed order, you belong to one of the most pure and untainted musical movements ever.

You are a clubber.
You are a flailer.
You are a raver.

i wrote this myself. please do not steal it.
















my home away from home.
my stompin' grounds.
<3




my definition of a flailer would be....

someone who loves music in a true, pure way that can barely be described with words.
someone who lives to dance.
someone who is passionate about our electronic scene.
who parties hard and loves to have fun.
someone who isn't afraid to stand out in the crowd.
can be extremely spontaneous, quirky, and outrageous.
can be found front and center, giv'n 'er with all they've got.
addicted to bass.
strong sense of loyalty and comradary.
slightly elitest at times but also very open and accepting.
has a tendency to lose track of things and belongings....
confident in who they are. umcompromising.
would do anything for their friends.
free spirited, goes where the wind blows

and most importantly...
loves to party at

Y AFTERHOURS BABY!!!




I'm the Queen of the Club, baby...





"Dance is your pulse, your heartbeat, your breathing. It's the rhythm of your life. It's the expression in time and movement, in happiness, joy, sadness and envy." ~Jaques D'ambroise










Rave/Party/Event Count
Back to your Roots
Happy Happy Joy Joy Picnic
Scream 2005
Still Screaming
Star Wars Party
Fellowship of the Beats
Techno all the Way
Frostbeaten
ReVerb
Dazed and Confused
Y Afterhours White Party
Techno-Luv
Heartbreaker
Impact 2006
Wonderland
Intox
Still Smokin' 420
MayDay
Soundburn
One Nation
Motion Notion 2006
Shambhala 2006
Frequency 2006
N E MO Beats
Scream 2006
Aquarius Mojave
Nightmare Before Christmas
Epoch 2007
Lucky Charms
Triptagoa




Dj's/Artists/Groups
Felix da Housecat * Tiga
Dj Dan * Kaskade
Infected Mushroom * Pete Tong
John Digweed * Dj Hype
Ladytron * Ferry Corsten
Marcus Schultz * Desyn Masiello
Armin Van Buuren * Freestylers
Deep Dish * Krafty Kuts
Benny Benassi * Bad Boy Bill
Stanton Warriors * Amanda Rude
Fedde La Grande * David Guetta




fellowship of the beats - see the black & pink striped leg? that's me!



jeremy felix spinning some mass fire poi!










Shambhala means many things to many different people. For many it is simply a way of life, a way of being. It's the feeling that you get when you are at the farm for four days. Surrounded by friends and the magical energy of nature, and some of the best music on the planet. Take that feeling with you all year round. Apply that feeling to everyday life. A feeling of peace, of harmony, of love, of warmth, of community, of family, of tribal infusion. Of bliss and ultimate happiness, in a world that doesn't always feel that way. This is not just another party you come to lose yourself in, but rather a space to come and look within to find out who you truely are. Something much deeper has been created, a gift. This is about you, each and every one of you who are touched by the magic. You who keep coming back year after year. You know that there is nothing quite like it. A celebration of life, as if we were all one. Gathered together in our paradise on Earth.
Shambhala is what you make of it.
Shambhala is exactly what you ask it to be.










a junglist's prayer.

Our father,
Who rhymes in heaven, Hyper D thy name.
Thy kingdom come, its bass and drum, on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily beats, and forgive all the haters,
as we forgive those who hate against us, and lead us into junglism,
and deliver us from garage.
For thine is the rhythm, the bass line and the vinyl, for ever and ever.












do not tell me what i can and cannot do when i rock.


i really do love this city.

dennis lyxzen of refused

christian lindskog of blindside







all homophobes can kindly fuck off and die.



- ninjas
- dancing
- stars
- skateboarding
- photography
- hair & make-up
- bass beats
- trey parker & matt stone - south park
- fashion
- shoes
- movies
american psycho, baseketball, big lebowski, boondock saints, donnie darko, equilibrium, evil dead, fight club, million dollar hotel, monty python, orgasmo, party monster, requiem for a dream, team america : world police, velvet goldmine, waking life
- aqua teen hunger force, carnivale, clone high, the daily show w/ jon stewart, dead like me, mr. show, south park, trailer park boys, viva la bam





i fucking love cartman.
south park rules.
i want to marry matt stone and trey parker.





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