In an essay for Astra Magazine, Zack Graham recounts the inaugural descent into the rave underground—through a warehouse door in Queens—and subsequent brushes with rave culture abroad, notably in Vienna, among partiers of the Freetekno movement.
My body moved in ways I’d never thought possible. The track unleashed a creature inside me and time disappeared. Night had already fallen when I managed to extricate myself from the warehouse. I was shocked to discover I’d been there for eleven hours.
The more times I went to the party, the more quickly and seamlessly I transitioned into that timeless flow-state.
