“Throughout my journey, I always remained independent enough to keep my creativity protected, so that I could continue to live and express myself positively.” — Patricia Field

The following artist spotlights are not necessarily based on commercial success, festival performance, brand, or income, but for garnering the most musical traction in these last twelve months. This is a careful calculation that has consisted of surveying, compiling, weighing and digging through the existing evidence of an active and participating fan-base.  Fame ignored.  Glamour forgotten. Image dismissed.  What remains is music, and music alone.  Here's the ladies who ruled dance's music's ro

Gary Richards reveals plans for all female lineup Close your eyes and envision an electronic dance music festival: you’ll see a sea of scantily-clad neon vixens, pasties, LED silhouettes and sex-drenched vocals. But the one place wild women of EDM are scarcely represented in this scene is behind the DJ booth itself. While female DJs top the charts and become icons à la Nervo for Covergirl, their lack of presence as sonic conductors at live events remains problematic.

Empire of Love was the first structure I laid dancing eyes upon. Beneath the full moon a chiming, cascading chrome structure with wind engulfing all things in a sense of tomorrowlessness. The architecture of Shrine On, a hodgepodge of otherworldly platforms and playthings made entirely from eco friendly assembly and straight up scrap metal in every direction the eye could see. One instance of the festivals commitment to sustainable energy sources: 55% of power from renewable wind...

Do you think one day the old white men who rule the world as we know it just decided that we could vote in national elections, f*ck who we want, have options when f*cking who we want goes awry and run for president? Hell f*cking no . Without the fearless and rebellious leaders of our very recent past, we would still be the Susie Homemakers and Aunt Jemimas of yesteryear. Instead, today we are empowered to aspire to be whoever we damned well please… if we don’t turn against one another and blind

Elite Daily indulged and amplified our vices at this year’s SXSW. And throughout the week’s madness, one thing remained lazer sharp: hip-hop reigned the hype. Night after night, it was hard to deny that the dopest MCs in the game drew us to hip-hop hijacked venues. From Viceland to Fader Fort, the longest lines led to gold all in our chains and Action all in our crowds.

Street Harassment Awareness It was broad daylight on a crowded NYC street — St. Mark’s Place to be exact — when I walked with a few female friends to some destination I don’t recall. What I do recall was when some dude started following us. First down one street, then down another — we decided to duck into a Pinkberry to derail him, or to at least make it obvious to ourselves whether or not he was actually on our trail.

Too many examples exist of lovers letting the color red stand in the way of sexy times. Men have been taught to be disgusted by menstrual blood. Women have learned to keep what’s going on below on the way down low. Inspired by Jenna Jameson’s recent reference to blood in the sheets as “warpaint”, here’s a look at an alternative to menstrual timeout written by a fan of letting the good times flow.

We’ve heard the classic (late ‘90s – early ‘00s) plea of equal opportunity banging. If a girl gets her groove on she’s a skank and if a guy manages to smash he’s a hero. An archaic remnant of a male governed society, right? Obviously all us forward thinking folks would like to believe that the double standard has withered away in the wake of female empowerment.

My bare skin is never the elephant in a room; it is the pink flamingo. It was something about the feeling of air swirling beneath my skirt–my bare stomach exposed to the wind. I never understood why it was okay for boys to strip down on the streets while girls needed a stage to do so.

Photographed: Jesus Nukka http:/ Women have garnered the fallacious reputation of being sore losers when guys duck out on a second play date. Hey, it’s hard cuming by a joystick long enough to win with. But from my own experiences as a playette, men are just as likely to throw a temper tantrum when refused a milkshake/elitedaily.com/elite/2013/ladies-pimps/

Combatting The Quarter Life Crisis Oh the quarter life crisis. Ye ol’ time of the 2012 Armageddon prophecy crept up faster than we thought it would from our 9th grade global classrooms. Add that to the dishearteningly young age of One Direction’s eldest members and I’m feeling too old to be a young’n — and too young to be a proper pedophile.

Above photograph: Mel D. Cole The shoobies all went home, 6th street cleaned up the shit show, and the convention center returned to its day job. SXSW has officially come to a close. But WHAT’S THAT YOU SAID?? The continual ringing in my speaker-over-exposed ears begs to differ. Time to reflect and feel as the side effects of this crazy week translate into the fire we’ve been craving beneath our feet.

So I’ve been hearing a lot lately about how f*cked up I am because of my Disney Princess upbringing. Apparently I have unrealistic life and love expectations from these films, that have irrevocably screwed up every facet of how I intuit men and the world. And I’m all like, bitch what movies were you watching? http://elitedaily.com/elite/2013/disney-princesses-didn/

Spoiler Alert: You may want to check out one of these videos before you continue reading to accurately indulge in the unexpected…Attention: Private viewing is encouraged – at least until you’ve seen what it’s all about. Many and most women will choose for her orgasm to be a private matter. It will be a sight unseen by anyone who hasn’t done the work to escort her down the yellow brick road themselves. The opposite extreme is that for some women, acting out an orgasm on screen is just another d