It dropped by last year and conquered the dancefloor with horrid abominations that some people call songs. It also accidentally cultivated something called a 'sex pit'. And now to help us laugh at the musical hiccups of others, and ourselves while we have a darn good time dancing to them, the ridiculous Crap Music Rave is back.
The rave was started by the self-proclaimed "worst DJ in the world", Tomás Ford. If you didn't have the pleasure of attending the last one, here's how it goes down. No good music is allowed. All requests are welcome, so long as they're crap. Think: Limp Bizkit, rap-rock in general, Uncle Kracker, Robin Thicke, Crazy Frog, Eurotrance, and so on.
It's not just the brilliantly awful music that makes it a good/awful night; it's the full spectacle including DIY rave video projections, balloons, hardware store disco lights, glowsticks and Tomás' hyperactive DJ antics.
Tomas returns to New Zealand this September for raves at Auckland's Galatos, Whangarei's The Butter Factory, Christchurch's Wunderbar and Wellington's San Fran.