Days of Unrave

by David Westheimer

 

These days, a lot of young people flock to something called a rave. In the olden time, a "rave" meant a wildly enthusiastic review of a play or a movie. Now it’s a dance event which crowds young people into an often remote site to contort and cavort to music which would send their elders running for cover. And for some of these young people it’s an excuse to indulge in boozing or snacking on a popular drug called Ecstasy. The names of some of the users show up next morning in newspaper stories about death and destruction on the highways.

Things were not always thus. Young folks used to have fun more quietly. Maybe a little too quietly to suit them. Let’s hark back to 1937. I don’t know where I got it but I have a list of rules for anyone wanting to use the Houston Recreation Department's Club House back then:

Regulations Governing Conduct Of Groups Using Club House 1937

I don’t recall going to a dance in the Recreation Department Club House when I was growing up in Houston but I did go to the Rice Institute Saturday night dances at the Elks Club and I think the same rules pretty much applied except they didn’t stop until midnight. And there were some dances called "Germans" (I don’t know why) that didn’t start until midnight. And a couple could show off on the floor if they wanted. We used to form a circle around a young man called "Shine" Asbury and his sister to watch them do intricate dance steps. Including dips, which I’m pretty sure weren’t allowed at the Recreation Department Club House.

And there wouldn’t be room for them to do that at a rave. Young people nowadays don’t know what they are missing.