Raving
Take a swig. Take a piss. Take a break. Kiss the girl. McKenzie Wark traverses the ongoingness of lust, that is, wanting the story to have another season. A one-night stand (unless it’s bad for good reasons or vice versa) may not have a clear beginning and end; the spark takes you to another conception of time and body. If you have ever mixed up the end of spring with a crush, you might need to be pressed against the walls and floors at the rave.
From the panic of wardrobe choices to the dissolution in between the anonymous bodies, McKenzie layers sensations of lust and fatigue. Droplets of sweat inside the thigh-high boots and hard beats unzip a universe in which dancing can help with the damage or switch on all sorts of futures. “A rave is just a pocket in time in which there’s more time, but the pocket closes and spills us out.” In the end, we want to feel hot. And be desired, held, hugged, and crushed by the crowd. Or someone. Yes. So let the demon speakers come out of you; grab, climb, and fuck the decibels through the sonic fishnets. It’s not a hole in the stockings that could stop us, right?
Written by McKenzie Wark. Introduction and outro voiced by Johnny Vivash. Editing and sound design by Tobias Withers. Additional soundscape by The God in Hackney. Artwork by Karel Martens. Curated by Justine Gensse. Produced by the Extra Extra team.
