Published Jan 01, 2006The feeling of dancing in a brand new environment on the top level of a hay-filled barn took me back to my ravin' days of yore. Lately, the party scene in Toronto has felt drained of excitement, the tobacco-sponsored club scene offers beats without heart and the "rave" scene is effectively finished. But it's starting to look like this isn't such a bad thing. The jock-stripper contingent, as well as the cracked-out candy kids, have yet to discover the community-oriented, non-profit parties that are slowly re-emerging as a viable alternative. Operating as a compact version of the ever-enjoyable Om summer solstice festival smaller in size, duration and population and much closer to Toronto itself the fourth annual Harvest used the fall equinox as its excuse to party. With a purpose-built, mattress-filled Pyramid pumping hip-hop and down-tempo, a tractor shed spinning dark fluoro-lit psy-trance, and techno/house in the barn (eerily lit from outside by bright lights shining through the slats), there was enough variety to keep everyone moving. But there was more: a "kind kitchen" offering free food, a reflexologist giving free foot rubs, a massive bonfire surrounded by fire-dancers and, best of all, a giant cornfield just right for exploring in the bright full moon light. The local DJs Adam Marshall, Black Light Activists, the Dukes, Legion of Green Men's Lex and a dynamite sunrise set from Rollin' Cash kept the vibe going deep into the morning.