What Day Is It, What Year Is It, Who's The President
whoop whoop, heyyyyyyyyyyyyyy yoooooooooooooooo.
problems dear people, there are problems afoot.
while drifting aimlessly around the land of RL i have noticed an unholy truth that raises its ugly head, like an ugly thing raising its head.
me thinks that time has come to a standstill in certain peoples thought boxes.
why o why do people still talk of acts like alice deejay (ha. ha. ha. ha.) as if its the cutting edge of trance.
friends, please for the good of this crazy world, widen your horizons to the vast array of trance of this day.
i havent come here to judge you good people, far from it. no, i have been sent here to open your eyes, to release your blinkered face to the bounty of wonderfull trance out there.
go now, heed these words and flood the aisles of your local sound house and plunder mighty trance. it is there, my god is it there, and when you find it you will be filled with wonderment and joy.
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