raver, rave, raving (slight return)

History Is Made At Night posts a newspaper cutting that shows that  "raver" and "ravers" was well established as the term for marauding mobs of hard-partying, up-all-night youngsters in the UK by the late 1950s

Here's the text, again heisted from History Is Made At Night:

40 coffee bar night spots- some of them dimly lit cellars were teenagers go on unlimited necking parties - have earned for the seaside town of Brighton this new title… It's ravers' top town.

The "ravers" are gangs of young people who travel from London on early morning milk trains to have a rave day and night whooping it up in the coffee bars.

Why ravers? Because they move around in a crowd not caring where, not caring why...

The dingy ill-ventilated coffee bars have one piece of equipment common to all. The juke box. To the canned music the teenage ravers jive themselves into a frenzy. As they jive they kiss. When they tire they lounge around often on the floor because there aren't enough seats.

And the necking goes on continuously. In London coffee bars necking is strictly forbidden. But no such prudery in Brighton. There the ravers can neck from 11:30 am to 11:30 pm and no one will tell them to calm it down.

When they have enough of one bar the rave starts up again and they move to the next spot. Often the ravers carry their own musical instruments and jive in the streets.

They are not popular with the Brighton police who will be keeping a special watch for them on bank holiday trains this weekend. Not long ago a trainload of ravers paraded to through Brighton streets at dawn, singing, jiving and waking sleeping people

(Sunday Pictorial, 29 March 1959)

The last line about "singing, jiving and waking sleeping people" reminded me of this '93 classic that hijacks Aled Jones: "we're walking in the air....  while people far below are sleeping as we fly". E makes of us angels... 

aowuu wowu wowu woww owu-wu

this Carns Hill production



reminds me of this



the yearning mystic diva-moan

the latter uses the same female vocal sample as this jungle tune



whose source is this




or - possibly - mediated by this sampling of same




it also got used by the Orb of course



and by this lot  - who I liked for a moment there, until they went all progressive housey



and also this one too - by the for-a-while promising, but ultimately petering out and being a bit boring (as on this tune) Depth Charge



and the Sister Aisha lick appeared in various other tunes (there's a hard trance example out of Germany for instance)

think that this is actually my favorite use of it, although at the time i confess I didn't care much for the tune when it dropped into the pirate mix  - perhaps because it did have a little bit of sedated "ambient dub" meets Leftfield / Guerrilla Records vibe about it which I was getting frustrated with and not wanting to intrude itself upon the frenzy of the ardkore




another tune in the, ah, lineage, that does the mystic yearning woman rippling in the echo chamber thing is this dubsteppa




back in a loop to the start with another Carns Hill production with a wavery female vocal, but more ghostly-eerie than mystic St Theresa-y



and ooer missus - that title, it is well nuum-y innit

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