Electric Daisy Carnival, once described as a “bacchanal where international DJs spin for 100,000 wasted hedonists scantily dressed in furry underwear,” was in Queens over the weekend, and no one was reported dead. On the other hand, someone documented the ride to the music festival on the Long Island Rail Road, and it is a sickening mess of the most excited, neon-clad, high-fiving bros north of Miami. They are chanting what sounds like a White Stripes song, on the way to a dance-music festival, while wearing Knicks and Tar Heels gear. Nothing makes sense.
