After attending a all night rave it is common that a lot of people will get sick. This is due to the large amount of people inside of the venue and since it's warm germs stay airborne longer. People also share water bottles a lot which spreads bugs or virus faster. Due to the lack of sleep and people doing drugs or drinking excessivly the immune system is not quite up to par.
I've caught the raver plague.
by alostfraggle February 27, 2009
A "Basic Raver" is a raver who is basic. It is a derogatory term for someone who listens to extremely mainstream electronic music and/or goes to shows/festivals/raves of the same genre for the main purpose of being part of the scene.
Non-basic ravers are generally nice, considerate, friendly and don't care who is watching, they're usually just getting down to the music.
Basic ravers are usually at shows to be seen, start fights, get fucked up and try to get with scantily-clad, sometimes underage, basic raver chicks. Basic ravers will usually take at least 15 shitty photos and multiple videos of the DJ booth from way too far back to even tell what is going on while obscuring your view and simultaneously not realizing or caring that they're elbowing you in the face.
Basic raver chicks especially love taking selfies and 80% of the time, they have duck face everytime. These photos are immediately uploaded to every social media outlet possible and often tweeted at Tiesto ("I'm pretty for Tiesto!"). The guy loves his fans, but these days he's totally catering to basic ravers.
Non-basic ravers are generally nice, considerate, friendly and don't care who is watching, they're usually just getting down to the music.
Basic ravers are usually at shows to be seen, start fights, get fucked up and try to get with scantily-clad, sometimes underage, basic raver chicks. Basic ravers will usually take at least 15 shitty photos and multiple videos of the DJ booth from way too far back to even tell what is going on while obscuring your view and simultaneously not realizing or caring that they're elbowing you in the face.
Basic raver chicks especially love taking selfies and 80% of the time, they have duck face everytime. These photos are immediately uploaded to every social media outlet possible and often tweeted at Tiesto ("I'm pretty for Tiesto!"). The guy loves his fans, but these days he's totally catering to basic ravers.
Example 1
A: Daaaaammmnnnn, did you see that chick with the pasties????
Y: Ya bro, she was smokin' hot! I talked to her earlier and she told me she is a senior in high school and then asked me what a "drop" is!!
A: Haha, I love basic raver chicks!!!
Example 2
Tiesto: I am raking in an insane amount of cash and it is all thanks to basic ravers!
Avicii: Bro, you put in your time being about the music... now it's time to make that $$$$$$$$!! LEVELS BRO!
Example 3
Basic 1: Dude, I am so psyched, my dad just bought me a ticket to Ultra! I can't wait to get wasted and see Avicii!!
Basic 2: Me too! Now let's listen to this sick Deadmow 5 track!
A: Daaaaammmnnnn, did you see that chick with the pasties????
Y: Ya bro, she was smokin' hot! I talked to her earlier and she told me she is a senior in high school and then asked me what a "drop" is!!
A: Haha, I love basic raver chicks!!!
Example 2
Tiesto: I am raking in an insane amount of cash and it is all thanks to basic ravers!
Avicii: Bro, you put in your time being about the music... now it's time to make that $$$$$$$$!! LEVELS BRO!
Example 3
Basic 1: Dude, I am so psyched, my dad just bought me a ticket to Ultra! I can't wait to get wasted and see Avicii!!
Basic 2: Me too! Now let's listen to this sick Deadmow 5 track!
by original basic raver August 20, 2013
Someone who listens to electronic dance music while in a sitting position. It generally refers to people who listen to electronic dance music outside of the party environment and in their daily lives, i.e. at home, in the car, on the mp3 player, at work, etc.
Once you hear a lot of good techno at parties while you're rolling, you just wanna listen to it all the time. First it starts in the car when no one's listening. Later it ends up in your iPod and you're jammin all day. You've become a chair raver
by DoomPanda October 27, 2008
A Wristband Raver is someone who says they rave but they only go to ticketed DNB events at their local sweaty nightclub
by basketsareus April 11, 2019
Our emotional state of choice is Ecstasy. Our nourishment of choice is Love. Our addiction of choice is technology.
Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none.
Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be. You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may be unaware of our existence.
We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children...
We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself.
We are The Massive. One Massive.
We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring.
We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it,
We came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
And somewhere around 35 Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits,
Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very instant, with these initial realisations that each of us was truly born.
We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night.
Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form.
In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilise and secure for us.
We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackle's and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind.
We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born.
Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels.
Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands.
Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the dis-utopian reality of a world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in:
Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony,
Expression, Responsibility and Respect.
Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence.
But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party.
You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end.
I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
Our religion of choice is music. Our currency of choice is knowledge. Our politics of choice is none.
Our society of choice is utopian though we know it will never be. You may hate us. You may dismiss us. You may misunderstand us. You may be unaware of our existence.
We can only hope you do not care to judge us, because we would never judge you. We are not criminals. We are not disillusioned. We are not drug addicts. We are not naive children...
We are one massive, global, tribal village that transcends man-made law, physical geography, and time itself.
We are The Massive. One Massive.
We were first drawn by the sound. From far away, the thunderous, muffled, echoing beat was comparable to a mother's heart soothing a child in her womb of concrete, steel, and electrical wiring.
We were drawn back into this womb, and there, in the heat, dampness, and darkness of it,
We came to accept that we are all equal. Not only to the darkness, and to ourselves, but to the very music slamming into us and passing through our souls: we are all equal.
And somewhere around 35 Hz we could feel the hand of God at our backs, pushing us forward, pushing us to push ourselves to strengthen our minds, our bodies, and our spirits,
Pushing us to turn to the person beside us to join hands and uplift them by sharing the uncontrollable joy we felt from creating this magical bubble that can, for one evening, protect us from the horrors, atrocities, and pollution of the outside world. It is in that very instant, with these initial realisations that each of us was truly born.
We continue to pack our bodies into clubs, or warehouses, or buildings you've abandoned and left for naught, and we bring life to them for one night.
Strong, throbbing, vibrant life in it's purest, most intense, most hedonistic form.
In these makeshift spaces, we seek to shed ourselves of the burden of uncertainty for a future you have been unable to stabilise and secure for us.
We seek to relinquish our inhibitions, and free ourselves from the shackle's and restraints you've put on us for your own peace of mind.
We seek to re-write the programming that you have tried to indoctrinate us with since the moment we were born.
Programming that tells us to hate, that tells us to judge, that tells us to stuff ourselves into the nearest and most convenient pigeon hole possible. Programming that even tells us to climb ladders for you, jump through hoops, and run through mazes and on hamster wheels.
Programming that tells us to eat from the shiny silver spoon you are trying to feed us with, instead of nourish ourselves with our own capable hands.
Programming that tells us to close our minds, instead of open them.
Until the sun rises to burn our eyes by revealing the dis-utopian reality of a world you've created for us, we dance fiercely with our brothers and sisters in celebration of our life, of our culture, and of the values we believe in:
Peace, Love, Freedom, Tolerance, Unity, Harmony,
Expression, Responsibility and Respect.
Our enemy of choice is ignorance. Our weapon of choice is information. Our crime of choice is breaking and challenging whatever laws you feel you need to put in place to stop us from celebrating our existence.
But know that while you may shut down any given party, on any given night, in any given city, in any given country or continent on this beautiful planet, you can never shut down the entire party.
You don't have access to that switch, no matter what you may think. The music will never stop. The heartbeat will never fade. The party will never end.
I am a raver, and this is my manifesto.
by Alexandra hOytink July 3, 2006
A candy raver is the type of raver who wears birghtly coloured clothes, loves to hug everybody and has a lot of multi coloured beaded bracelets, usually made themselves and commonly known as candy. Candy ravers live by the philosophy PLUR- Peace, Love, Respect and Unity. Often they share their bracelets with people, give new found raver friends toys or real candy and generally try to be as positive and friendly as possible to everybody at a rave. They like to dance! They often carry childrens back packs, are covered in glitter or stickers, wear brgiht makeup, carry toys and wear clothes influenced by cartoons- tshirts with Scooby Doo, Care bears or Rainbow Brite on for example. They're friendly and fun, but a lot of people give them hate for no reason.
N00b: Hi, this is my first rave.
Candy Raver: OMG YAY! Have some bracelets! Come dance! What music do you like? -bounces up and down-
Candy Raver: OMG YAY! Have some bracelets! Come dance! What music do you like? -bounces up and down-
by archimetria August 12, 2006
Beaded jewlery (Usually made from pony beads that you can find at your local craft store.) worn at raves, usually very colourful.
by laura January 5, 2005