The Chicago anti rave law that allowed cops to treat raves like crack houses and drug dens. That meant anyone at a “rave” could have all your equipment seized and you’d be arrested. They made the definition of a rags as a gathering of 10 people and a DJ. Now a DJ isn’t going risk his decks or records being taken by the cops. The property owner could have the venue seized too.

So everything moved into the downtown Chicago clubs and because 21+ and way way more expensive.

Eventually the modern rave became EDM fests because everyone got a piece of the $$.

No that’s Obi-Wan Kenobi, you’re thinking of a dumpling soup.

He’s duckin’ them drones, he’s swerving them cams,

He’s rockin’ that greasepaint, confusin’ the scans.

Facial recognition? Ha, you ain’t got a shot,

When my mug’s lookin’ wilder than a Jackson Pollock!

He’s pourin’ out Faygo, all sticky and sweet,

Splashin’ those lenses, now the fuzz can’t see.

He’s trickin’ Big Brother, he’s hackin’ the flow,

They livin’ 1984, but he’s sayin’ “Fuck no!”