1. Someone who listens to, plays, remixes, promotes, distributes, and produces "Trance" music. 2. A person being/acting gay. 3. To describe a person or a group of individuals 4. Used as another way of calling someone gay.
That Party last night was so "Trance Magic". Why is your brother being so "Trance Magic"? That dj is so "Trance Magic". Why would i want to see that "Trance Magic" dj Tiesto when i can listen to drum and bass.
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This is a fabulous electronic music group I know of. I strongely suggest listening to some of their stuff. :)
by Cmaza March 26, 2003
Get the Trance Control mug.The feeling you get when listening to trance music, where the hair on the back of your neck stands up, and you feel a shiver go down your spine.
When the voice came in on "Dash Berlin, Cerf, Mitiska & Jaren - Man On The Run" it gave me the trance shiver.
by anonymous123123121 June 15, 2011
Get the Trance Shiver mug.A hypnotic state, characterized by aimless clicking through Wikipedia for hours on end. May cause loss-of-sleep
Last night around 10:00 pm I was looking up The Critic TV show on Wikipedia. Before I knew it, it was 12:15 am and I knew a little more about Walt Disney, the Epcott Centre and Scooby Doo. Where did those two hours go? They were lost in a Wiki-trance !
by Jordan's Dog Tyson May 23, 2008
Get the Wiki-trance mug.when quite drunk in the back of a car "trancing out" involves raving as hard as possible to house/trance/techno/drum & bass etc. often trance out battles occur to see who is the most drunk/off thier face.
by ZeroCouch June 28, 2006
Get the trance out mug.98/99 was trance's downfall from a production and creative level. The cheap gimmick of the build-breakdown-anthem was what allowed it to become so commercial and so successful.
Pure trance is very repetitive, unresponsive, hypnotic, and is an acquired taste.....the exact antithesis to the music that dominated the club scene in 98/99.
Thing is......people are stupid. They have neither the intelligence nor the patience nor the introspection to appreciate something like trance, so they virtually ignored it for most of its existence until trance developed these singalong melodies and flighty, ethereal orchestral chords.
Only when trance brought itself down to the level of the lowest-common denominator of music listeners did it become wildly popular on an unprecedented level. And like anything, it created a theme. A gimmick, in the form of shallow breakdowns and trite, limp anthems. And like any gimmick, it needed to be exploited, milked dry, chewed up and spat out. Trance producers became addicted to the insta-fame the new Anthem Trance gave them. A lot of them started making a very comfortable living, and they refused to go back........they refused to take risks, refused to innovate, refused to produce, succeed, and excel in music. They grew lazy and complacent. It was far easier, after all, to simply replicate the same song over and over again with the same template, with a few minor key changes. They churned out, instead, Pulp Trance, manufactured assembly line McTrance, commercial schlock intended for mass consumption.
The music, like breads and circuses, distracted the ignorant peons from what trance was supposed to be doing to them. They ate it all, of course. Like greedy little consumers, they swallowed the tra(sh)nce whole and asked for more, never thinking about the care or quality of the culture that once fostered it. Like a seed passing undigested through the body of a bird, they drifted in and out of the rave scene, devouring the products of trance but never thinking to enrich and strengthen the community; like parasites, they became docile spectators, free to engorge themselves on the superscene they're told to worship; never to participate, never to involve, never to self-actualize.
And then they proceeded to think that they were (and still are) somehow more cultured and evolved than the rest of society because they listen to this bumping underground trance music, unaware that trance is utilizing essentially the exact same tricks, techniques and sacharine schmaltz that they so loathed about the pop music world. Trance became instrumental pop music in 1998. That's why it became so popular.
Nothing "beautiful" or "magical" about that.
Pure trance is very repetitive, unresponsive, hypnotic, and is an acquired taste.....the exact antithesis to the music that dominated the club scene in 98/99.
Thing is......people are stupid. They have neither the intelligence nor the patience nor the introspection to appreciate something like trance, so they virtually ignored it for most of its existence until trance developed these singalong melodies and flighty, ethereal orchestral chords.
Only when trance brought itself down to the level of the lowest-common denominator of music listeners did it become wildly popular on an unprecedented level. And like anything, it created a theme. A gimmick, in the form of shallow breakdowns and trite, limp anthems. And like any gimmick, it needed to be exploited, milked dry, chewed up and spat out. Trance producers became addicted to the insta-fame the new Anthem Trance gave them. A lot of them started making a very comfortable living, and they refused to go back........they refused to take risks, refused to innovate, refused to produce, succeed, and excel in music. They grew lazy and complacent. It was far easier, after all, to simply replicate the same song over and over again with the same template, with a few minor key changes. They churned out, instead, Pulp Trance, manufactured assembly line McTrance, commercial schlock intended for mass consumption.
The music, like breads and circuses, distracted the ignorant peons from what trance was supposed to be doing to them. They ate it all, of course. Like greedy little consumers, they swallowed the tra(sh)nce whole and asked for more, never thinking about the care or quality of the culture that once fostered it. Like a seed passing undigested through the body of a bird, they drifted in and out of the rave scene, devouring the products of trance but never thinking to enrich and strengthen the community; like parasites, they became docile spectators, free to engorge themselves on the superscene they're told to worship; never to participate, never to involve, never to self-actualize.
And then they proceeded to think that they were (and still are) somehow more cultured and evolved than the rest of society because they listen to this bumping underground trance music, unaware that trance is utilizing essentially the exact same tricks, techniques and sacharine schmaltz that they so loathed about the pop music world. Trance became instrumental pop music in 1998. That's why it became so popular.
Nothing "beautiful" or "magical" about that.
by pseudonym November 8, 2004
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