I never forgave myself for going to Love Fest SD instead of the last Drum and Bassics (an all jungle party) for two reasons. Love Fest SD sucked, and everybody who went to Drum and Bassics unanimously agreed that it went off. When I found out about the latest Drum and Bassics a month ago, I cleared the Rave On Magazine calender for the whole weekend. Nearing the venue, and going down the stairs to the basement of LA's Stillwater Hotel, there was not even a hint of Kandy to be found mixed in with the Junglist Elite. No Kandy Vibe, no Kandy Kids, and absolutely no Kandy Fashions. Bandanas, Greyscale cammies, and that "I am not here to be happy, I am here to listen to Jungle" attitude could be found everywhere. The crowd was serious, seemingly at at work rather than a party. Not to say that the Junglist were mean, which is what outsiders sometimes think, but that they were not going to tolerate any silliness, especially at an all Jungle party. It is one thing if a Kandy Kid gets lost and ends up in the Jungle room of a Massive, but it is wholly another if the same Kandy Kid shows up to Drum and Bassics with a pacifier and "Care Bears" t-shirt. I met girls I liked here, but it seemed more appropriate to shake hands than to hug. Here it was all about respect, and getting to know people better before acting like best friends. Or maybe I did not feel like hugging them because I did not want to gross out these sweet girls with my soaking wet with sweat hoodie. Soaking wet because without ventilation and filled to capacity, this party was nowhere near warm but far past hot, especially around midnight when they had to stop letting people in due to overcrowding. Unlike the Trance room of a Massive, where you see the whole crowd jumping up and down in unison, dancing took place in twenty foot circles with one or two people exhibiting their style for a minute, until relieved by the next performer. I witnessed the most spectacular popping, breaking, and unclassified forms of movement. If you start to get too into the vibe, you might get intimidated, and not even feel like dancing. There were dancers there better than you will ever be, but I hope that fact would not stop you from expressing how you feel about Jungle.

A Narnia flyer put to good use by an overheated junglist, who tries to stay below 102 degrees. Looking more like children, delighted Security Guards and others are swept from the regular world by what they see. You don't have a chance of appreciating what the dancers were doing in these pictures by looking at them, but you may if you observe the onlooker's. This student is getting footage of the Jungle Scene in New York, Los Angeles, and San Francisco as part of her post graduate work, but would have been interesting to me even if she wasn't. Once again, only a Narnia Flyer can help provide climate control. (flyer incorrectly states that Narnia would be held on Saturday September 16th, 2000) Original Artwork by Spectrumega, photo altered with Adobe Photoshop 5.0