Party spaces aren’t intrinsically revolutionary spaces, but some parties are like revolutionary spaces. Part of it is the way alienation cracks open and people are confronted with one another. At the rave, if you see someone lying on the floor, you stop and check on them. And when you do stop and check on someone at the rave, one of the most surprising things is how, if they get up, they often just want to keep dancing. This is part of it too: The rave teaches me about revolution because it’s durational. You are invited to keep going, keep dancing, perhaps past when you are sore or want to sleep. This doggedness is not the same as commitment to revolutionary movements, but it’s not unrelated either.