Tonight Beth and I went to Via Via for dinner and music. It was fun, but the band called "Sounds of the Serengeti" which was billed as "African music" played about as many Mexican songs as they did Congolese! So rather than just walking to my local Cantina to hear "La Bamba," "La Cucaracha" and other Mexican party hits, I flew halfway across the ( Read more... )

I am so glad my brother dragged me out here, rescuing me from the clutches of a brutal Los Angeles winter. It was so cold friday night it actually SNOWED in Malibu. That's not right. So I arrive in ATL at 7PM sweating in my bomber jacket. Sweet! Took Gary out for his last night of freedom, with some help from our friend George who happened to be in ( Read more... )

I won't say which it is, as it's getting awfully popular already. As a monthly, I get plenty of time to look forward to it, so love it more than the weekly ones that can so easily be taken for granted. Because it's so "freestyle" I feel free to be me, unlike at other clubs, which are so genre-biased. Genre-fuck music is the best because not only ( Read more... )