So, we were going to raise the price from $35 this weekend, but……… We are understanding that Beyond Wonderland is next week, and as EDM fans we are sure most of you are going. So we will hold tickets at $35 until after Beyond, then they will go up to $40! OH, AND DON’T FORGET TO GO FRESH YOURSELF!!!! :)
About me
Kevin (Psycho) I'm the father of the Lunatixx rave family, and the SoCal Hardstylerz. I have an amazing, beautiful girlfriend named Gabby (Bubblegum) I have a passion for the rave scene, and Electronic Dance Music. Hardstyle is my main love, but I also love Trance, Drum & Bass, Dubstep, Dubstyle, Progressive, Psychedelic Trance, Techno and so on. I am a promoter for Fresh Entertainment, and an event manager for Euphoric Entertainment. I am obsessed with Half-Life 2 (steam account name: psycho210) My best friend and I are slowly getting into producing Hardstyle. (we will be going by the name Catalyxx) My dream is to work for Valve, and one day open up a convienence store in Las Vegas or another large city, in a custom made building with my house on the top of it with a roof pool, and an underground club to throw small hardstyle raves.
Long story short, the reason my blog name is "Operation-Bobam" is because a few years ago at a rave called Enchanted, I was rolling balls and I bought a bean off some random sketchy girl. Me rolling so hard, I didn't think a raver wearing kandi would fuck me over, but she did. I started tripping out, but I didn't think much of it until I got dropped off in front of my house at 3 in the morning. I was feeling very unusual. Once I got in bed, I began to realize the pill I took was obviously laced with some crazy shit. I started tripping horribly. The room around me would shrink from the size of a shoebox to the size of an airplane hangar every few seconds. The fractals I was seeing within the shadowy walls somehow represented the movements the bones in my body were making as I moved around. The only light in my room was coming from my alarm clock, and I was staring at it all night. I read the numbers as letters. 5:05 looked like "SOS" and would confuse the shit out of me. All I wanted was to fall asleep, and wake up feeling normal as soon as possible. So me tripping balls, I thought of this retarded plan to set an alarm for the morning so I would wake up feeling sober again. I set a random time and the time I set was 8:08 AM, and I read it as BOBAM. So I called this stupid plan "Operation-Bobam" Anyways, the plan failed since I was never able to fall asleep. Instead I was up for two days straight bad tripping. Good thing the love of my life was there to keep me from going insane. This story is alot longer. If you want to know the full story just ask :)
