Silly Raver, Trance is for Kandy Kids! must
be what B3 Cande were thinking when they booked the DJs
for Jujubeats, as there were three areas of House (count em
three), and a smallish Jungle area. There were a few Trance sets
thrown into the nights mix, but overall there was much
less Trance than at any other Massive this year. It was a refreshing
to have practically none for once. The absence of Trance took
some of the Kandy vibe away, leaving a diverse crowd
of House Cats, Junglists, and only a few stray, seemingly lost,
Kandy Kids. I will appreciate hearing Trance at next weeks
party, and I am even looking forward to it, but when that Kandy
Kid asked me Where is the Trance Area? and I put
my hands on his shoulders, and looked him straight in the eye,
and I got to say There is none! it just felt good.
Enough about what was not at Jujubeats, and onto what was...
The Lake Perris Fairgrounds were perfect for hosting a
Massive, and I look forward to going there again, especially
since it is only an hour drive from San Diego. Similar to The
Big Fresno Fairgrounds, where Cyberfest Fresno was held, this
facility was actually designed to host tens of thousands of people,
so it had high capacity bathrooms with little or no lines. Unlike
Cyberfest, this party was outdoors, and the 25,000 plus attendees
did not seem to put a dent in the capacity of this 108 acre venue.
As such, Areas 2,3, and 4 seemed only half empty, and even Area
1 was not overcrowded. There was room to dance to each flavor
of House, and the Jungle room provided the perfect opportunity
to chill out or dance even more. The cool night air kept me from
getting too sweaty or needing excessive amounts of water.
The muddy Area 1 Respect is Burning hosted the biggest
names on the Line up, highlighted by a very special 4 turntable
set w/ DJ Sneak vs Doc Martin 2:00-6:00. The set these
DJs created was great, but if you wanted them to battle
record for record, like Diesel Boy and Bad Company did at EDC,
you were not going to get it. For the most part, it was two DJs
sets, joined into one.
Leaving the main area, you had your choice of foods and
beverages including: snow cones, barbecue, cotton candy, french
fries, and fruit juices as well as the standard blow pops (2/$1)
and water (only $2). It is always funny to see commercial food
services at an event the majority of the public belies to be
DJ Sneak, sneaking some Latin
House into the mix at about 3am
Area Two, with a dance floor made up of grass and dirt,
was called Bumble Bee Memorial, I assume because
they played Deep House (aka: Authentic or Chicago Style) which
is now less popular than Tek or Progressive House. Some say that
this is more for clubs than for raves.
In that respect, the crowd here did not dress or act like what
you would find in a Trance room, which is what most people associate
with how a rave looks and feels. Area 2 was anything but the
stereotype of a rave, containing slightly older house heads instead
of Kandy Kids, it reminded us that a room of a rave can be anything,
the same way that a person at a rave can be anyone.
Onto Area Three, the only Area that contained any Trance
at all, this was nearly devoid of Trance as well. It seems like
the Trance DJs understood that it was House Music Appreciation
Time, and mixed in a lot of Hard House rather than straight Trance.
So you are probably thinking that Jujubeats was lacking
character since it had primarily one genre of music all night,
but if you think about it more, you realize that having so many
different kinds of House is what made Jujubeats unique. It was
a House Music Conference, and a welcome change of pace to the
now standard formula of Trance:House:Jungle. While I did not
leave Jujubeats reeling from the shock of having such a great
time that I felt life would never be the same again, I experienced
an event that will stand out as having a conscience. Trance,
like House and Jungle, balances out a party, and its absence
was felt by most. Whether that was a good thing or a bad thing
depends how you look at it.
us the mountains of Perris and that it was time to go back to
a much less interesting world...until next week
TITLE : TBA -Adverse 13
Hello net world, Adverse here, bringing you another biased
and annoyingly jaded review from the world of "rave".
Today's topic: Jujubeats, a fine celebration in the hills of
Perris. Compulsively early as usual, I set out with my faithful
companion, Kipper right after dinner. We arrived at the location
about 7:30. The location was truly masterful, over 100 acres
with tons of booths (many of which sported their own soundsystems),
easy to access vendors, working water fountains (!) and added
perks which came later. Only downside was the eventual delugation
of mud and filth, but I'm used to that.
The first area that I headed to was Area 3, the "Trance
room" ( " " indicate there was actually no Trance)
which was actually sporting some bumping House courtesy of DJ
Reza. This area was ideal due to its concrete floor and raw space
available. Good energy early on from everyone, bumping and grinding
to the cyclical House seasons. But House alone cannot please
a man. No sir.
I was off to the Jungle area to catch the end of Raymond Roker's
set with MC ?, some decent "hard" jungle laid down,
but some of the tracks were almost pure amen break with a shredding
bass line. Not my idea of interesting nor compelling.
Area 3 of Jujubeats,
near the BMX demo, about 80 yards from the DJ booth
Thankfully, Terra Form came up and laid down some nice music.
Structures within structures, lots of change-up snares, high-octane,
at sometimes scattered breaks and well programmed atmospheres.
I Didn't get a look at their gear, but whatever it was, it was
certainly analog and large. Quality Drumnbass, hmm, haven't said
that in awhile.
Area 1 about 300 yards from
the DJ Booth. On the map in the event guide (scroll down), you
would be at the bottom left of Area 1, facing where the arrow
The dancers really took to it too, a circle formed with some
awesome styles being shown off, particularly some unreal ticking
and tutting. For those not in the know, ticking is a rapid shaking
of the body, creating a strobe effect. Tutting, commonly referred
to as boxing, is forming angles with one's hands and geometrically
aligning oneself with the rectangular order of the cosmos. Get
that? So Terra Form kicked ass and I stayed for their entire
set. Then Deacon came on with MC Kemst, wasn't really into Deacon's
beats, but Kemst put on a nice show with some melodic bouncy
At this point, I left to the main area (Area 1), where I spent
the next hour enrolled in Wally Callerio University. Major? House.
Fraternity? The Funk! Wally's been one of my favorite house DJs
since I began listening to it and he did not dissapoint. He played
a lot of tracky, sometimes vocal house, with builds and plenty
to get your groove on to.
The builds got a little annoying, but otherwise it was a solid
set. Jason Blakemore came on next, and had a really great set.
Then came DJ Dan, and continued with a set of punchier House
with harder sounds. I really started to notice the deficiencies
of the sound system at this point as the arena, which was bordered
by 5 speaker sets, rebounded and refracted sound creating a disorienting,
near-train wrecking sensation. Oh well, keep dancing. After awhile,
I felt it was time to move on, and once again pulled up my stakes
and moved south.
I spent the next hour checking out booths, I was really impressed
with the Dance Safe booth which offered free drug testing, condoms
and candy. Plus, information on drug use and its effects. Truly
a great idea and I'm glad to see it active in Southern California.
I was disappointed with the "ONE" booth as they were
just playing House, while their parties tend to slam Techno,
but alas. The Narnia booth was shamefully excessive, and the
clothing and jewelry booths just made me too sick to even look
at. It was definitely time for more music.
A vendor booth,
lights tweaked by Photoshop 5.0
Where to? Area Two, Bumble Bee Memorial. I got here just in
time to see Gene Farris take over. He was playing mainly vocal
house and melodic house. The vocal house was mostly hits with
a few misses, but things really got hot when gogo dancers came
onto stage and pushed their sweaty, artificial cunts into the
crowd, pumping those asses like funky jackhammers.
Truly a supreme set it was, capped by the inclusion of a pitched-down
"The Bells" by Jeff Mills, which pumped the crowd into
a frenzy, then moving into a Van Helden track. Great fun. But
what's this? Glaude's on! Time to go! I left Mr. Farris jumping
and jiving, and bouldered head-ON into the PIT that was Donald
Glaude's now legendary Jujubeats 2000 set. How to describe it?
Think of over a thousand people cramming to the front of the
concrete "Trance" Area, desperately trying to get a
gander at the single hottest women I have ever seen in my lifetime.
Short skirts, thongs, feathered scarves, perfect asses, ok, I'm
definitely obsessing. Right, back to the music. Slamming techno
that did NOT surrender, making use of filtered effects, stomping
bass drums and excessive, but welcomed builds and climaxes. Normally
I hate builds. Normally I think they're panderous, idiotic, cliched
and repetitive. But this time I had an ass in my face. So it
worked. Insane techno, with one or two unwelcome trance records,
insane women and an insane crowd, truly a climax worthy of the
I left beaten, horny, broken and delusional. And all I want is
Area 3 circa 4am, Kipper is
in the center, with Adverse 13 in red, obviously wanting MORE
Jujubeats 2000 was the best party of the year so far.** I spent most of my time in the Jungle
area. The stage was lit up by pink,peach, and blue lights. There
were huge animated balloons with a projector shooting black and
white film clips on them. Behind the DJ were flowers and Hawaiian
dancers projected onto classroom sized movie screens. The dancer
girl was, to my surprise, perfectly on beat with the music. Old,
rusty, military trucks were flooded by eerie orange lights at
each side of the stage. Respect for other's space was high, which
is important to me. The vibe was peaceful and yet amped. Everyone
seemed happy to be there. My boi, Donnie, found our friend Jason
just a couple of minutes after we planted ourselves in our dancing
area, and that is when the party started.
The first tracks that I paid any attention to were familiar,
so I was excited to hear them so loud! MC ? (MC Question Mark)
was coming onto the stage. He was shouting out to the LA JUNGLISTS
and telling the crowd what a good time he was having in Kali
!! I got near to the stage just in time to catch my favorite
part of the party, MC ? was holding up his lighter... "Wait
for the bass.... wait for the bass... the anticipation is killing
me..." BOOOMM!! In felt bass move through every cell in
my body, grabbing my stomach and heart and shaking them to test
their strength. Everyone who had a lighter held it in the air
when the bass hit! I could do nothing but smile. EZ Rollerz threw
down a perfect set of earth splitting bass with well-liked, yet
rarely heard tracks. The MC and DJ stage presence of the EZ Rollers
woke us up like a slap to the face. The reaction I witnessed
varied. Some looked refreshed, others looked absolutely shocked
that they were witnessing this phenomenal party. Some of the
kids looked like they were gonna cry tears of happiness, while
others looked like they had heard the track too many times.
This is why I like the JUNGLISTS. They pay attention to their
surroundings, music, and what's happening on stage. They create
unity in the room by all having their lighters lit, or all throwing
their hands up when the bass hits. They show respect by paying
attention to the tracks, the DJs mixing, and to the MCs
words. Jujubeats had all that and more.
Although I was pleased with the interaction and behavior of the
crowd, there was a fight. I dont have a clue as to how
it got started. Maybe someone stepped on someones shoes
(?). It got broken up soon after it started and I forgot about
it after ten minutes.
The music and hanging with my friends was way too chill for me
to pay attention to it any longer than to see that there was
a fight. The people involved looked pretty fuckin scared,
but there's no excuse. I expect people to be more mature.
There were also a few mosh pits. Those belong at punk shows,
or if they are going to be at a rave, they belong in the hardcore
rooms. The mosh pits were unexpected and disappointing. Correct
me if Im wrong but doesnt a mosh/punk vibe clash
with an irie/chill vibe?
We eventually ventured over to the big house room (Area 1) to
hear Sneak and Doc Martin. The atmosphere was so different. Colorful,
fuzzy, glowing, sparkling, drooling, sweating, eyes rolled back
into their heads, swinging, spinning, shivering, dancing.
What Im trying to say is that the majority of these
people looked and acted like was walking, talking, breathing
acid trips! After just a little while, Donnie looked down at
me and said, Yo, I gotta go home... but it was only
2am, so I asked, Already!? He answered, I mean,
I gotta go back to the Jungle room."
Back home, Donnie, Jason, and I had a flow circle going. I've
was laying down melodic vocals over the D&B, while the guys
free styled. It was so much fun...Jason was rolling, and Donnie
and I were sober. Jason had two people to watch out for him and
make sure he was OK while Donnie and I teased Jason about rolling
(We also got a contact high from a nearby joint). What made Jujubeats
memorable for me was that we did not give a fuck about anything
going on outside of our space. The only thing we were concerned
with was each other and the music. Jason kept calling me "Lil'
Sista." I like it, maybe if I get big that's what I'll call
By now it was.. whats time? My sense of time was gone.
One moment, I was stoked to have gotten into the party without
getting searched, and the next it was daylight and we were on
our way home. Its like there was no time line for me at
this party. The whole thing was just one big event!
**(well, maybe it was the best party that Lila went
to - 37)
Im sure all the other writers hit up on the music
and the location, I want to lay my hands down on the vibe. Some
parties have the bad kind which could be the shut-down early,
too many people on too many drugs kind, the average kind which
are the majority, happy people, good music, good night kind and
then theres the Jujubeats kind.
With six cars full of people it was no wonder we didnt
get to Juju beats until 10 pm. We tried the whole were
leaving from [insert meeting point here] at [insert precisely
one hour before you REALLY want to leave here] and youd
better be there because we are leaving at [restate time]
but so and so didnt have a ride and whoever forgot this
and that, but finally we were on the road.
Apparently someone in the front of the caravan knew a short
cut to Lake Perris so we missed all the traffic coming off the
freeway. I was sure wed get stuck with a few (or a million)
cars heading to the parking lot but it was actually very well
organized (in our experience).
My friends had all gotten their tickets at Higher Source
but Id gotten mine online from www.groovetickets.com. A
decent price and a speedy entrance kept me happy until I reached
the especially rough security. The unpleasant search was over
fast and it was time to go through the gates.
While waiting for the rest of the group my girlfriend and
I hit the bathroom. I know everyone that the smart thing to do
is take care of business before going into the party, but the
line at the gas station was way too long. Much to my surprise
and joy the bathrooms were actually well lit, clean (all
things considered, I mean, there is a RAVE there) and overall
pretty friendly. Even more commendable is that it stayed that
way, even when I went back later at five am.
After collecting all our people we walked through into the Trance
area (I know I know Thats not Trance Mark so
kindly pointed out, well, as kind as a Junglist can! I heard
people calling it Trance, I *sometimes* heard something that
sounded like Trance even though most everything sounded like
House . . . but what do I know?) Anyhow, we squeezed through
the gate onto the field in the big area and set up our tent.
(Did she say tent?!) Yes I did. Somehow our friend
Ian got a tent in. It was even a comfortable one. So we set up
our tent, in a nice spot, off to the side. My friends proceeded
to do the various drugs while I decided to go on a sober expedition.
I like to search and find a vibe.
The music might be what makes my heart beat but the vibe
is what makes it grow.
I wasnt my usual bright and friendly self (a cold
night equals navy pullover equals covering up my huggable
tigger shirt) so I thought I might be able to sneak incognito
into the Jungle area and see what was happening in the land of
scary beasts. And, imagine that, there was a fight. Disgusted
and discouraged I made my way out of the acid induced stares
and headed back to the tent, I can always listen to Jungle in
my car. (Isn't it cute how Katey
is scared of Junglists? -37)
Back at the tent the vibe was growing strong we had dancers
and sitters and everyone was healthy and happy. After making sure my friends were
doing okay I grabbed some walkers and let them take
me on another adventure, steering them away from the jungle area.
We ventured out toward the booths and stands because there was
something my friend eagerly said I had to see (you
know the enthusiasm Im talking about). It ended up being
the little gold Buddha sitting by the Narnia booth and that was
something that made me happy. It made me happy because it made
my friend happy to show it to me. My heart started to swell and
I was ready to feel this party. After telling some deserted people
about the tent and sending the walker back with them
I wandered around alone some more. Alone. That sounds silly.
I definently wasnt alone because even if I hadnt
run into them yet I was about to reunite with at least fourteen
different people that Id met before at thirteen different
parties as well as meet a ton of new kids.
Feeling rejuvenated I figured on giving the Jungle area
one more shot, so I bounded back determined to find a friendly
face in the dark crowd. Distracted by the Red Bull tent and remembering
I was supposed to meet up with Mark (I had an eagle-eye out for
Mickey Mouse gloves and an orange vest). "I ran into a mutual
aquaintances and they took me through the jungle crowd where
they thought he might be. They took me through the jungle crowd
where they thought Mark might be. When we got to the other side,
coming up empty handed, I nudged (and was nudged) back toward
the front and middle of the swarm. I thought I saw Mark, but
it was stranger. I explained that I was looking for someone and
I was confused, and he replied that he could be who I was looking
for and then smiled. (He smiled?!) Ah, yes, a smile from a shark.
I am still amused that with all the House to choose from at Jujubeats
my experience here was the most exciting. My heart was even growing
in the Jungle room, my friends couldnt believe it. Mission
accomplished, now get out of there before they realize the mistake
theyve made and close in. I let that beat pump my blood
for a little while longer and then I headed out and eventually
I wanted everyone to have as much fun as I was having so
I went about my usual party activity. It consists of paying attention
to the people around me and supplying a good feeling even if
its just a smile, a helping hand or a friendly hug. I gave
light shows, back rubs and conversation, I even cuddled in some
puddles (but that gets boring fast when you are sober so I moved
along). I met a sweet sad-looking girl in the bathroom and after
trying to cheer her up by tricking the people coming in to thinking
she and I were in line to use the empty stalls I finally asked
her what was wrong. She looked up and said she was cold. A problem
easily solved when you meet the right party kids I gave
her and her friends directions to the tent where there were sweatshirts,
blankets and bodies. I didnt think shed make it over
there but by the time I got back she was already there snuggling
with some of my friends.
The day after a party I make a point to call all my new
friends just to say I remembered you, Ill get in
touch next time we rave. Call the people you met at Jujubeats
if you didnt get their number, just think about them
once in a while. And if you feel your heart swelling, thats
just someone thinking about you.
(By the way, to the guy who left his blue blanket in our
tent, we packed the tent up at 6am but I gave your blanket to
Angie, the cold girl from the bathroom, when we left. She thanks
you Im sure, and I owe you a blanket. If you read this
you can get in touch with me through the magazine.)
Top: This is the cover of
the Event Guide for Jujubeats 2000. We printed these for B3 Cande
in exchange for their extreme generosity in terms guest listing
Rave On Magazine. Having the whole staff at Jujubeats is why
this is such a huge and comprehensive review.
Below: The Inside of the Event Guide, please note that the VIP
Area was not mentioned in any of the reviews. The rest of the
party was much better !
PLEASE NOTE, THAT JASON BLAKEMORE'S SET WAS FROM 11-12:30, BUT
DOES NOT APPEAR ON THE EVENT GUIDE-
SORRY ABOUT THE MIX UP JASON -MARK E 37