Those of you have been long time readers of my barely lucid nonsense know about my occasional habit of posting about particularly thrilling weekends just before they start. This is just such a post! I do this for two reasons; firstly because I am trying to make everyone jealous of my ridiculous lush, jet-setting lifestyle and secondly because I hope some of you will come out to the various public events involved. Think of it as a public service announcement crossed with the first verse of that 50 Cent song where he brags that he is so rich due to Coca-Cola buying the rights to his repulsive Flintstones-Vitamin-tasting quarter water.
Tonight I will be attending the Friendly Fires/White Lies show at Richards on Richards. I'm pretty psyched, White Lies' record is fun and has big epic rock songs that recollect The Teardrop Explodes and Echo & the Bunnymen and NOT Joy Division, jesus god damn christ internet music writers, stop using JD as shorthand for "dark indie" you lazy assholes. I digress. What I am interested in is that when this tour was booked it seemed like Friendly Fires were the headliners, but since then the White Lies album came out and went number one in the UK and all of a sudden I'm seeing their video on TV and shit. So I wonder if the Fires will get bumped to support status, as I'm sure most of the crowd will be there for the band who have a banner ad on like every music site.
Tomorrow night is Rock and Roll High School: The Long Weekend Party Edition, what with Friday being the anniversary of our lord and savior dying for our sins.
Rest in Piece Sam Kinison. DJs Jonny Vancouver and Pandemonium will be blasting tunes like they were driving around in a Camaro with the T-Top down. I will be joining them for a quick guest set, which I have not worked out yet but which I guarantee will involve X, The Misfits, The Dead Milkmen and possibly ? & the Mysterians. I would love to see you there, especially if you love rock n' roll, and not in that fake way like when Britney Spears covered Joan Jett and thought it was Pat Benatar. Sidebar: I do not wish to imply that Joan Jett is somehow more authentic or "real" then Pat Benatar. After all, Joan didn't write most of her good songs herself either.
Friday night I'm going to a party. I'm not gonna put the details here, because it's not my party and I don't want it getting crashed by my massive internet following, ya heard? I will give you a hint though. It will involve dip. The kind you eat, not the kind that they used in "Who Framed Roger Rabbit?" to kill toons and traumatize the living shit out of me. God, they'd show anything to kids in the eighties, that movie has a weird undercurrent of beastiality that didn't bother me at the time but kind of makes me squirmy now. Is that how Mr. Hands got started? Best not to think about it too hard.
Saturday night will be Easter Sin City. I'm playing in De:Basement with DJ Pyxis. That will be fun, especially because Easter Sin is one of the biggest parties of the year, because apparently there is some kind of connection between religion and kinky sex stuff. No, it's totally true! I read about it on the internet. That said, we also have a tradition of some sexy and occasionally unsettling Easter Bunny themed outfits, and that alone is worth the price of admission. Did I mention that DJ Pandemonium and DJ Betti Forde will be annihilating the main room (metaphorically) with decadent dancefloor gems? You don't even know.
Sunday will be a day of rest I figure. Also maybe a day of throwing up. Me or someone else, who is to say. I'm not the boss, I have no dominion over who gets sick from drink and needs to spend a day on the couch watching Gargoyles on DVD and drinking diet soda right out of the two liter bottle.
So maybe I will see you in the next couple days and when we do see each other we will hug and be so happy to both be together having a radical time AT THE SAME TIME. That'd do me proper.