Friday, December 30, 2005


Need New Years Eve plans?
  • Philly check out the Pop-Off Shack with Low Budget and Brendan from Soul Travelers.
  • NYC check out The Rub
  • Baltimore check out the Taxlo party at Sonar with all your favorites including Cullen Stalin, Dave Nada, Lonnie Fisher, Simon D Phoenix, Tittsworth and more.

Tonight check out Takeout with Emynd, Bo Bliz, byob, free chinese food and more.

Yeah, we've been lax on the updates. We promise we'll be back with a bang after the New Year with more than you'll be able to handle. There is so much planned and 2006 is shaping up to be huge. Check back and make reading us your new years resolution.

Sunday, December 18, 2005

The Gift of Music

Wow! I really hope you didn't miss last night. Paperstreet knows exactly what to do to throw a party. Great leaders surround themselves with great talent and that is exactly what they are doing right now. The Rub on 4 turntables, Spankrock and Amanda Blank and Phil Moore Brown rocked the main floor while Steven Bloodbath and Dan The Swede tore it up in the basement. So much fun and so needed with finals, hectic holidays and more. It was an oasis of sensory overload to drown out all the unnecessary noise.

Hollertronix started the weekend off right at the 700 Club on Thursday. Low Budget is there every Thursday with the hottest house party of the week. Low B had the place in a frenzy playing new tracks from his upcoming album. Diplo dropped by as well, with his new tracks while the whole place went crazy.

Friday may have been a bit ill advised.

Luckily, Saturday completely made up for it. We would consider trekking through rain and trance if every Saturday was this good. Phil Moore Brown opened up with their signature sound and had the crowd rocking.

Meanwhile, $2 beers are an excellent way to start the night.

Spankrock came on next and absolutely killed it with The Love Peace Project, booty dancers, bongo drummers, Darko and Devlin on the decks. Amanda Blank came out and blessed us with a couple tracks. Pasey Pase was there as well providing extra hype. This is definitely one show that is not to be missed. 2006 has huge things in store. Its a full on assault of beats, bass, bounce and booty. The Rub followed it up with their party rocking skills on four turntables. Meanwhile Steven Bloodbath and Dan the Swede were rocking the downstairs.

2006 is starting off correctly with a number of excellent parties with Cosmo, Pase Rock and Spankrock on the XXXplosive tour and this Simplefly party. Plus to get things started there are two new dance parties starting in the next week with Unicorns & Rainbows on Fridays and The Pop Off on Saturdays. With Low Budget, Cosmo, Brendan Bring em, Bloodbath, The Swede and more, there is a new destination for philly nightlife. Don't forget about Destroy Your Liver on Sundays either, an excellent way to celebrate the weekend with $10 open bar from 8 - 2 at the Khyber.

Check the pictures here

Saturday, December 17, 2005


We ended up getting to the club around 12--which is unfortunately late for Philadelphia-- and missed a sizeable amount of trance and drinking.
So it’s a good thing I fuckin hate trance.
That was harsh, let me rephrase.
I hate trance music, I hate trance crowds, I hate trance beats, I hate trance culture.
That was still harsh.
I loathe trance. You end up in this club nodding to simplistic drum hits, strobing paparazzi lights blinding you, with the combined effect transforming every minute into another 15. It becomes an endurance challenge. Your friends are like, Just stay 20 more minutes! So you wait an hour, and somehow, through some mess up in chronology, there’s still 5 more minutes to kill. A slow painful death.
But maybe I’m a little melodramatic.

One of my friends leaves to go look for the people who are supposed to be here by now and I’m alone at this table in the dark part of the lounge. My eyes roam around the room and I have bizarre fantasies about starting fights from petty provocations. This guy comes over and pushes our coats out of the way claiming the area for him and his friends, and then I confront him with something like, What the fuck man? And he’s looking all angry and irrational and soon there's a flurry of elbows and fists impacting jawbones at uncomfortable angles.
Snap back out of that reality.
I’m still sitting here in this dank basement of a lounge. Where the hell did he go?
I ascend the staircase into lighting and fire.

When you start your own club make sure you employ a large number of “Feelers.” Feelers are the hot girls paid to wade through the crowd and touch and rub and massage everyone they pass with a casual yet provocative hand motion. There are usually one or two at a club this big. They make you have that feeling, the one where you know you’re feeling good but you don’t know why. Well that’s why. Subconscious activation of the temporal regions of the brain through delicate manual stimulation.
You probably won’t realize it. Though drink enough and you might speak some accidental truth:
“The chemicals in my body are telling me I’m having a good time!”

A guy gives his friends a rousing emotional speech about how they should attempt to communicate with some cute girls in the club surrounding. “This is it! We’ll never be back here again, so it doesn’t matter what we do!” It’s a brilliant sermon, and his hand gestures match the sincerity and tone of his voice. Never the less, an hour later he’s still with them, all standing in a circle sipping beer and looking anxious.

“Americans… can not dance to trance music.”

Sunday, December 11, 2005

More Bounce: Beta

  • Lemon Red got the internet goin nuts with Nick Catchdubs Mix

  • Low Budget has a new mix coming out next week and has blessed us with some new tracks. As soon as I learn more I'll let you know with where you can buy it etc.

  • Myninecanpiss Candy mix

  • Ric Rock rockin at Medusa w/Armanni Reign and friends

  • Ross Hogg aka Duppy Ranks has an excellent reggae mix Hit up his website to cop Slump & Grind and Concious Decisions II.

    Some online radio for ya
    • East village radio is doing it with "The Let Out" hosted by the Fader crew including Nick Catchdubs

    • Mark Ronson has his own show "Authentic Shit"

    • The best part about EVR is that they are offered as podcasts so you can download the last show in mp3 format and listen to them later via your favorite computer app or upload them to your iPod.

    • My favorite online radio station is BBC radio.

    • Particularly Annie Mac

    • Also The Essential Mix is great as they have a guest dj every week
  • Guilty Pleasure

    We came across a family of beer bottles, so we took them in, gave them a home
    and then ripped their heads off and sucked their bodily liquids out of their necks.
    Once we realized what we had done, we bolted out into the streets, disorganized and frightened.
    This picture haunts me still.

    Cafe Habana is like Mexico for anyone whose never been to Mexico. For example, the walls are orange and blue and they serve Carona instead of lager, which is EXACTLY how I picture all of Mexico. I tried to get the bartender to speak some spanish, but he wasn't having it, and I was cut off after repeatedly insisting "Mucho Bien Servasa!"
    Drake's performance of jazz with drum and bass influence is not very authentic mexican, although its pretty fuckin brilliant in just about every language.

    Saturday, December 10, 2005

    An aural and artful adventure

    We're keeping it moving with new features, More Bounce and the calendar on the right hand side. Keep posted as we let you know about all that you need to know about whats coming up. Get on our mailing list by emailing and sign up for the guestlist for Spankrock and the Rub next Saturday at Transit.

    And now for last nights episode:

    Just because it's cold out doesn't mean there isn't anything going on. You have two options, follow these suggestions or just not worry about it. I'm going with option b cause it's not really all that cold.

    Fleisher-Ollman had their annual local invitational opening last night. Meat ball exhibited the works of nine upcoming local artists as previously mentioned here before. Mark Khaisman had some wonderful transparencies framed with light behind them. Alex Paik displayed a series of vivid yet calming pastel paintings. Jack Sloss setup a pair of multimedia experiences complete with headphones and bleachers. At one point I was listening to some chopped and screwed paired with scenes of empty street scenes. P. Timothy Giershick had a modern take on geometry with mixed media paintings. Johanna Inman exhibited a series of beautiful photos from the turn of the century that had been printed on glass and reworked. Frank Vagnone had a pair of wonderfully imaginative found household sculptures that included everything including the kitchen sink. Michael Coppage created a pair of large riveted cardboard sculptures. Nathaniel Danis had a series of mixed media drawings and Leah Bailis had a trio of white houses on pedestals. All in all excellent stuff. Words can never truly do the art justice, so go check out the exhibition which runs through January and is open Monday through Saturday.

    From there we headed to the Black Floor Gallery to see Alex da Corte's "Welcome your Sorrows". Along with this amazing installation Mike Fleming, Birdie Busch and Ramona Cordova were scheduled to play. Mike played some excellent indie rock. Now this is not the usual listening palatte of 51:51 but it was good. Mike is also in this band A-Sides which happens to be a big deal now. Birdie Busch followed Mike with a duo who continued in the quality tone that Mike had set. Unfortunately, I missed Ramona Cordova as I headed out to Space 1026.

    Space 1026 had Sweat Heart, Princess and Plastic Little which had started at 7. Unfortunately I missed Sweat Heart and Princess, but Plastic Little had just gone on. Man, they are killing it right now. They bring so much energy when they perform that it is impossible not to have fun. With songs like Drizhollering and Jumpoff, Plastic Little came to party and get the place bouncing.

    After Plastic Little, I headed out to Cafe Habana to see Drake. Drake melds jazz, classical and drum n bass live with a 5 piece band. Having been together only 2.5 months, Drake is an excellent new band that has the potential for an excellent future. Watch the next More Bounce as I'll be putting up some of their tracks from a demo they recorded.

    Finally, I headed over to the Blue Horseshoe for Free Hip Hop with Isaac Jordan, Art Cubik and Rockwell. Nothing but ill dj's and hot beats. You know.

    Check out the pics here.

    Wednesday, December 07, 2005

    More Bounce: Alpha

    So since we love music so much, we thought we would start a new regular post with links to all the hottest ish that is blastin through our speakers. The title will definitely be called "More Bounce". Right now I'm looking at separating them by giving them a subtitle of Greek letters. If you have a better idea hit me off with an email. I'll give you credit and link to your site and all sorts of fun stuff. Anyways, without further ado:

    Since I know you all love that Baltimore club music and mixes check out this new ish:

  • Spankrock in the lab with Disco D

  • Check out our Myspace Jumpoff to listen to the new single "Back Yard Betty".

  • Since I'm feeling Spankrock-ariffic, download this Bmore mix from the Voila mixtape.

  • Check out Spankrock December 17th at Transit with the Rub. Click here to get down with the get down

  • Don't sleep on Amanda Blank. She is about to put the game in a chokehold. Check it out here on Blow from that Bmore Gutter music alongside Spankrock.

  • The dynamic duo is killing it again on Bump.

  • Since I know yall are fiending for those Baltimore Club mixes, check out the Tittsworth sampler from the forthcoming album

  • Ayres has been putting in the work on that Bmore club as well check out Broke Ass Home hot off the presses

  • If you're on Bmore overload right now check out Clicktrax for a 2 part live mix from JDH and Dave P.

  • Diplo's been doing his thing and remixed Kanye's 'Gold Digger' Check it out here Shout to DJ Benzi

  • Well, so thats just a start. We'll be putting quick links on the side to the latest hot ish soon for all those that feel lazy and don't want to scroll down the page.

    Saturday, December 03, 2005

    No press is bad press

    If they're not talking about you, then you're not important. Well, Lady Sovereign. Hmm. She was at Silk City. Can't really say she played there. There was a performance. It was in two acts. It was originally scheduled to be a musical but became a play.
    For the full breakdown...


    Hi. Okay, so its been some time since the last heroic venture on the turbulent seas of philly streets, but heres why.
    Regardless, we went out last night and did the standard bar crawl, and took no pictures, and not much happened at all, but its still significant and heres why.
    Now you’re wondering how fiftyonefiftyone does it. Look, you don’t need special powers or abilities, no, you just need this:


    Tuesday, November 29, 2005

    Back to the normal grind

    After an insane long weekend of drinking, good music, dancing, drinking, friends, drinking, eating and dancing we're back to the normal grind. Shout out to Caps and Jones for holding it down on Saturday at Savalas in Brooklyn and yall should already know about Pleasuretronix.

    So we're on to more partying and we're starting tomorrow with two events


    Thursday, November 24, 2005


    Pleasuretronix like whoa! Pleasuretown was rockin' again til 8 AM, this time with Josh Wink. Downstairs Cosmo, Low Budget and Ric Rock tore it down. On the main floor Ovum held it down with Wink, Okeef and more. Upstairs Steven Bloodbath and John Redden were killing it as expected. And now for the rest of the story...

    Friday, November 18, 2005

    What it do

    If you need some more bounce for your iPod, you're in luck cause I've got your fix.

  • That dude Lemon Red got the internet goin nuts every month with his guest dj mixes. Check out this month's mix from DJ Benzi

  • DJ eleven from the Rub dropped an H-town mix here

  • That long cat illegible DJ Caps over at the Stencil was digging in the crates and asks Where were you in March 2003?

  • Finally if you missed it Cosmo Baker released a live mix he did with Peanut Butter Wolf back at the Remedy parties at Fluid. Download this mix directly here Check the full story here. Finally go check out Baptman a serious producer,remixer etc from France who is hosting the mix.

  • And now for the rest of the story...

    Wednesday, November 09, 2005

    Too many parties? No.

    Have you ever felt like there are just too many parties to go to? No? Me neither. Well this week is definitely for you.

  • Thursday

    Those Rowdy dudes are getting crazy tonight with DJ SS. SS is one of the best producers in drum n bass/jungle and has been dropping sick tracks for years. Its only $10 with an open bar from 10 - 12.

  • more...

    Sunday, November 06, 2005

    This is what happens when you party 'til 8 AM

    Partying until 8 AM puts you into a different realm. There are those nights when you get home and the birds have just started chirping and its not quite as dark as it has been. 8, however, is the next level. Its fully light out and normal people are just waking up, getting ready to go to church and start their days as they go about with their everyday lives. We however are just stepping out into the daylight trying to remember the whole night...


    Before the night had started, I was offered a medium drink filled with a miscellaneous substance posing as coca cola. Now, whenever I come across a dangerous-looking foreign substance I immediately consult the musically based medical guide “Poison” by Nas, which is advertised as an all inclusive list of various poisons which one should not ingest. (For example: “Radio and TV: Poison, white Jesus: Poison.”) Unfortunately, this helpful tune might not be as comprehensive as Nas would have you believe. (Suggested addition: “Rohypnal flavored coca cola is… uh… poison.”) Anyways, I was fading in and out all night taking pictures when possible, and at one point I woke up in meat locker, but there wasn’t really a photo opportunity.

    9:16 _ Discovered myself in a warehouse surrounded by paintings with the words “obey” written below political portraits in frightening fascist lettering ...becoming increasingly concerned with the amount of dried blood on the ceiling...
    Is this a gallery on first friday? or have i been dragged off to some primitive holding cell to live out the rest of my years in isolation and trepidation? We make a hasty, and somewhat uncoordinated escape.

    11:36 _ awakened by staticy flickering security screen in an otherwise dark room. "you’re being watched." Fortunately, it was just another one of the clever aesthetic touches employed by the inspired decorators of Drinkers. ...Inspired possibly by the movie Saw.

    12:31 _ aaahhhhHHHH!!!!

    1:23 _ (Murder is Policy) Found myself in a dark underground torture chamber which later turned out to be sugar moms. Though, I highly suspect it might be dual-purpose. Don't stay there past closing time. When you hear last call, you get the fuck out.

    Friday, November 04, 2005

    Call for artist submissions

    Calling all young Philadelphia artists. Fleisher/Ollman Gallery is looking for submissions for its 3rd annual local invitational by 5 PM. Email for more info.

    Read on for more info...

    Tuesday, November 01, 2005

    We came to party

    If you've been following along you know exactly what the headline means. This weekend is no different as we keep on grinding.

    • Full details found: Friday, November 4th at TPDS is a Guatemala Mudslide benefit at TPDS, 114 S. 12th Street. This event is sponsored by the Guatemala Health Initiative of Penn Med Global Health and all proceeds go to help rebuild a hospital that was covered by a 6 foot wall of mud. For full details on this trajedy check out this article. There will be drink specials, Guatemalan music, art and coffee as well. Come out and party for a good cause.
    • Saturday its time to "Tear the Fucking Club Up" with Tittsworth and Dave Nada, Mr. Malta and a live performance by Philly drunken masters: Plastic Little all going down at Silk City, 5th and Spring Garden. If you loved that Bmore Gutter Music, or are still not sure about that Bmore club, come through and get a lesson in all things booty. Cover is only $6 and the first 30 people get a free Tittsworth mixtape. Cop Titts EP or his mixtape at his site and listen to snippets here. Tittsworth was also featured in the Philadelphia Weekly check the interview here. Also definitely check out the samples on the Plastic Little page. If that doesn't make you want to come out to check these guys out, I don't think you'll be able to handle this night.
    • If that wasn't enough, head across the street to Transit for Pleasuretown once again. You should know the deal by now but Paperstreet decided to flip it. 3:30 was just way too early to close so they brought in Felix da Housecat and are going to be rocking until 8 AM! The Rub is still going to be dropping the MF Remix this time in the basement. Tommie Sunshine will be back on the main floor with Felix along with the Freak DJs and Philth. Upstairs its the Town Jewelrz and Socket's John Redden in the attic with Philebrity. The cover is only $15 but email and it's only $10 to get in.

    Sunday, October 30, 2005


    Waking up someone asked how the party was so my friend replied "This kid still has makeup on and I woke up with a candy necklace on." So crazy last night. Place was packed. Costume game was real. The Baseball Furies (Ayres, Cosmo, Caps and Jones) tore it up on the decks. I may have had one too many drinks. BPP and Bufflalo represented as the whole place cheered when they were called out.

    Check the pics here.


    I woke up today and found a scrap of paper containing the jagged stuttering writing of “Kenny – SwingKidd” on it, suggesting that indeed, something happened last night. Such scribbilous patterns on asymmetrically torn pieces of paper do not materialize under their own cognizance. And again, more evidence..

    A folded hard paper flyer with the words “Hallowasted,” indicating --with no unneeded syllables-- that, #1, this is a Halloween party and #2 you might not remember that fact when you get up the next day.

    I however, have an infallible memory which just needs to be stimulated by various pocket artifacts before the full story can be brought to light. And so, here is the story:

    At gun point, the clown didn’t look so happy. He begged and pleaded for mercy, but alas, the masked female figure had every intention of killing tonight, and would not be dissuaded because of the mere protests of a carnival worker. Fortunately for him, the plastic gun was filled with blanks, and additionally, made out of plastic, resulting in a disappointing and anticlimactic end to the night. None the less, I took this picture at a critical moment in time so you can share a part in the panic. Thrilling.
    What you can’t see in this picture, is that SwingKidd has two turntables under the set, and he’s operating them with his toes to create a layered schizophrenic series of beats that you’d have to be catatonic to restrain yourself from breaking out in a variety of chaotic dance moves.
    The only way such a device can be operated is with careful artistic inspiration and possibly, methamphetamines.

    The night took a slightly unpleasant turn as ghostly figures (pictured here) drew out of the fog and made threatening hostile gestures growling repeated demands to “get out of eternal resting place” Apparently though, that’s the limit of their abilities, so we spilled some beer on them and they went elsewhere to complain about their underachieving undead lives.

    Wake the Dead

    Honestly, whats better than tearing the fucking club up at a funeral parlor for Halloween? So far, not much. We'll see how Ruboween compares tonight cause I'm sure it will be close. If you weren't there, you definitely missed out cause the energy last night was incredible. It was a byo so I rolled up with a bottle of E&J and some Carabao (red bull i get in china town at $6 for 10). I was passin that around all night and people were going crazy with it. Last I saw of it Tomy Up was rockin with it on the dance floor.

    When I got there Bo Bliz was killin it on the decks and the place was already packed. Dan the swede stepped up next and kept the crowd bouncin with power pills he was dropping. Steven Bloodbath kept the crowd rockin like they were on a cocaine waterslide. At the pinnacle of the night Low Budget came on and had the whole dance floor bouncin, moshing and throwin bows. The place was so hyped I honestly think we woke the dead. The whole place got their gangsta walk on and were bouncin around like they had dressed up as Tigger. Afterwards Emynd & Bo finished everyone off with an ill set as everyone could barely stand up when the music stopped.

    Check the pics here to see what ya missed or to relive the hottest Philly Halloween party of '05.

    Wednesday, October 26, 2005

    Be more

    First off a moment of silence for Rosa Parks.

    Thank you and just to clarify things from her book My Story via wikipedia:
    People always say that I didn't give up my seat because I was tired, but that isn't true. I was not tired physically, or no more tired than I usually was at the end of a working day. I was not old, although some people have an image of me as being old then. I was forty-two. No, the only tired I was, was tired of giving in.

    Ok now that we've addressed that, this Bmore gutter music is damn good. Spaceboy has a new shipment in so go cop yours now cause this is just too ill to miss out on. With Spankrock and Amanda Blank lending guest vocals and Scottie B producing, you can not go wrong with this Bmore gutter education.

    Saturday, October 22, 2005

    Bmore Gutter Music

    Love Bmore club and don't have enough music at home to bounce around to? Not sure what Bmore club is but love that booty bass music that Low Budget always drops at the craziest point in the night? Well you're in luck. Low Budget of Hollertronix and Aaron LaCrate have dropped their new mix CD Bmore Gutter Music. This CD is definitely hot right now and makes me feel like I should have my own personal booty dancers dancing while I type this. With original cuts by Low Budget, Spankrock and Amanda Blank, Aaron LaCrate and more this is the mix that will be taking over your ears. Check three snippets here. This CD is everywhere right now. If you're in Philly check Space Boy Music at their new location 704 South St. Call first, cause their first shipment sold out. Armands Records at 1108 Chestnut should also have it by now. Also available at Turntable lab and more including Amazon. Check the official press

    Sunday, October 16, 2005

    There’s the girl, across the club, who works at a drug store. She’s a pharmacist and does overtime, she’s there nearly 70 hours a week. If you ask her how she is, normally she’ll barely answer you. She’d just nod, and stare off into the distance. If you’re lucky you might get a mumbled reply in cliché form.
    “How are you.” A question to answer a question. Somehow though, she’s forgotten herself, and now communicates vividly using soaring hand motions, with the trails from strobing lights throwing in conjecture and highlighting main themes. She’s cutting off to tangents concerning space and stars, exploring the nature of vitality with the enthusiasm of an afterburner. Her perfect, symmetrical oscillations draw a crowd, and with preacher-like influence she speaks to them in quick dips and spins. She’s gone off on a wild rambling rant. And who be any of us to stop her?

    Lets Go!

    Pleasuretown delivered as expected. I came by early for the open bar and John Redden of Socket Sundays opened up. Next was Philmoore Brown rocking out with a crazy performance.

    I checked out the attic with Freak and met with Zeit und Raum. Hope and Samantha let me know that it means "Time and Space" in English. Zeit und Raum also has a show at each Freak on the last Friday of every month at Fluid. The theme for tonight was Arctic Futuristic '50s and it came off really well. All the models were looking amazing with metallic skirts, baby blues and white faux fur. You can check out their regular collection at Garfield Michael Designs at 4th and Bainbridge.

    In the basement the Town Jewlerz were killing it handing out free CDs for their release party of Youth Suicide Fantasy. Tommie Sunshine rocked the attic first and then finished off in the basement. $2 PBRs were flowing and so I headed up stairs.

    Cosmo and Ayres had been dropping ill tunes all night so I headed to the main floor to check out the end of their set.

    Sunday, October 09, 2005

    The Rub in Philly Again! Free admission for first 4 people

    After Ayers and Cosmo absolutely killed it they're back again at Transit this Saturday. Pleasuretown is back again with The Rub moving to the main stage for the It's The Motherfuckin Remix CD release party. If you weren't at the last one you definitely missed out as The Rub! was voted best party in NYC by the Village Voice 2005.

    In the basement we'll be rockin the jamz with the Youth Fantasy Suicide CD release party for the Town Jewelerz along with Tommie Sunshine one of urb mag's top US DJ's. Look out for CD giveaways from the Jewelrz.

    In the Attic Freak and Low Life present jon.gill wallyc @ deadboy with the industrial and electro sounds.


    Saturday, October 08, 2005

    The good thing about clubs with a ground floor and a balcony overhead is you can make intense eye contact with minimal social repercussions. It's more of a psychological advantage than anything. Your mind says, "She's on a different LEVEL man, she can't reach you." and suddenly you're standing on the other side of a massive canyon, there's no way you'll actually meet.
    In reality, getting your ass kicked is only a staircase away...

    Rain in the city is a beautiful thing. Not because of the way it turns the ground to a warped refracted pool, bouncing back streetlamps as flickering globs of light. And not because of the sound which muffles the cars and gears churning throughout the city, softening the harsh edges and replacing them with a gentle ambience.
    Its because girls who are wearing white shirts refuse to have their night's ruined by a few droplets of water, and so continue to bounce from club to club in increasingly transparent clothing.
    I love rain in the city.

    First Fridays

    First Fridays is one of my favorite aspects of Philly. You can always find some great art, interesting people and free refreshments. Last night was no exception. I stopped by Drizzle Gallery for their grand opening. Drizzle is a completely new gallery in that it showcases only digital multi-media installments. Drizzle definitely impressed with work from Jen McCleary, Jessica Selig and more. There were so many great galleries and exhibits, you should definitely check them out before their exhibitions end.

    Afterwards we headed to Ulanas for White T's and White Belts with emynd, the Swede and Bo Bliz. They killed it as expected. If you don't know about these guys check them out every First Friday with $2 PBRs til midnight, free admission before 11 and only $5 after.

    After getting our drink on we headed to Wax for a Friday night dance party. Diabolic from the Town Jewelerz and special guest John Redden from Socket Sundays at Silk City dropped the party jams and got the dancefloor rockin. Check it out every Friday for a danceable spot in Old City with drink specials til midnight

    Saturday, September 24, 2005

    Girls dancing and chanting around purses and half full glasses, I feel like I'm witnessing some bizarre voodoo ritual- centered somewhere around materialism and alcoholism. One voracious short-skirted tribeswoman keeps flicking up her skirt in our direction, some kind of primitive "come-hither" communique. And so we edge closer to the circle of flailing, swaying bodies hoping to catch a glimpse of the cultural link between us and they.

    Its on!

    So, last night was the final Family Affair outside at Marathon. Its a shame, cause its really picked up steam. I got there at like 10:30 and it was packed. Emynd was rocking it on the decks. It was definitely hot, excellent ratio on the dance floor , free lager and good music all under the stars. Jay was there and letting me know about an upcoming party/venture to benefit some good people and causes. I will keep you informed as I learned more. And if you just want to party crazy like with some college jawns, check out The Wednesday Night Weekly.


    Uh, just so everyone knows, Wax Bar is designed to look like hell. When you come in, on your right there will be red boiling pits of lava, and flickering white lights, signaling that you've reached the most evil of nighttime dwellings. You will be approached by dark figures scowling and grinning, jerking in inhuman bodily motions, stomping your feet as they pass. A demon with no eyes towers above all, ripping open your soul with low frequency amplifiers. Then the devil asks you what you want.
    "To be forgiven for all of my sins! I'm sorry! I'm SO sorry! Forgiveness! Please!"
    "Sorry - all out. Is coors light okay?"
    "...yeah that's fine."

    There's an ugly logistical question of the night: How do you lure in and catch this attractive female without acquiring the wrath of her hideous friend? No question, there is definitely danger involved. I for one am not about to risk my arm getting gnawed off at the shoulder for a chance at a phone number or some other instrumental prize. Leave that for the desperate drunk guy who doesn't know the peril he's facing and can't feel his arms anyways. He won't miss them.

    Friday, September 23, 2005

    Two breasts curving inward
    - the feminine equivalent of planetary suction.
    We're having a conversation so my eyeballs are orbiting past jeans stretched over tight thighs and the reflective glean of her smile, trying not to get pulled into the collision of her flesh and v-neck shirt.
    That's not how we do things on this planet; there are rules, procedures that must be followed.
    But it's not working, and as my eyes drift down her neck and my stomach tears apart with anticipation I feel as though this complete violation of social boundaries is almost worth it.

    Thursday, September 22, 2005

    Fotos uploaded

    Mississippi Love was crazy on Sunday. Last count I heard, there was over $4,000 raised. SimpleFly, Winged Lion Pride and friends put on an amazing party.

    Then Monday Mylo destroyed Rock&Roll at Fluid. Shout out to PaperStreet for bringing in a premiere producer/DJ for absolutely free.

    Sunday, September 18, 2005

    Its the Rub!

    Seriously, I need Pimp C to do the voiceover for this. Ayres and Cosmo killed it. J&J had me mesmerized and the Womb was everything you would expect it to be; dark, warm and inviting. The Rub in the sixth boro was where it was at tonight. I was taking pictures all night and when I finally took my last pic, I was ready to get ugly with the rest of them. I'm surprised I didn't throw my arm out of its socket and on to the dance floor. I'll be feeling it tomorrow, so if any nurses want to come and help a doc out, come see me. It was an absoulte zoo tonight, Kats gettin Freaky , Misfit and a Herd of Elephants stompin thru and Pippi Longstocking like you've always wanted to see before. Cosmo ended the night right with Nolia Clap and this was just a taste of whats to come tomorrow. Can't forget to say thanks Sara!

    This was just the start. Mississippi Love at Tragos is where its at tonight. If you haven't come out in years, months or less than day, you have to come out to Tragos today. You got work tomorrow? Come out early, go in late on Monday or just take the damn day off! You don't have work tomorrow? Come out early anyways. Seriously, if you can't stay just drop your donation off. If you are staying (and I don't know why you wouldn't) $20 for a VIP table and 6 pack on ice never felt so classy. Partying for a good cause, never felt so good. Don't forget to bring out that extra dough as well for all the silent auctions. You know you'll want what they got and tonight the money goes to a good cause, so you can afford to spend some extra dough ;)

    Wednesday, September 14, 2005

    Full Details

    Philly Love Week:
    Wednesday, 9/14 Opening Night-Red Sky (224 Market St.) 9PM – 2AM “BONAFIDE” presented by Take Dat Productions Enjoy Drink Specials & Bonafide Bites DJ Aktive spinning w/ live drummer & featuring DJ NY Beverly Bond ($10 cover) % of the cover will be donated

    Thursday, 9/15- The Mansion (121 S. 19th St. @ the corner of 19th & Sansom St.)
    Special Happy Hour 8PM-10PM Enjoy hor d’oeuvres $4 u-call its, $4 domestics, $4 wines, and $4 specialty drink 8PM-1AM ($10 cover)1AM-3AM($15 cover) Stylish dress code very upscale no jeans, sneakers, or hats. Cover will be donated


    Tuesday, September 13, 2005

    I can't believe this weekend

    I can't believe how crazy this weekend is going to be. Absolutely insane! Saturday is Pleasure Town with Tommie Sunshine and The Rub from NYC. Sunday is the closing party for Love week at Tragos, Hollertronix (Diplo & Low Budget) will be doing their thing with a special Mississippi crunk set, Mental Sharp will be performing live with MCSquared and more. Then Monday Mylo will be tearing up Fluid. Wow, I can't believe it. I wish I didn't have to get up so early on Monday and Tuesday. I will post more details soon. Email us and we'll hit you off with the details if you're impatient.

    Sunday, September 11, 2005

    Furious murderous fantasies well up inside shaking fists. Can you imagine how good it would feel to take out physical aggression on this beast of man? He is a fucking bastard. We were supposed to play pool with our friends, and you ruined everything. Probably some engineer, probably some worthless lowlife technician who holds on to the rules because it's the only thing he has left. Oh sure, you put your quarters down for pool, but you didn't say anything. Probably because you're an anti-human sociopath. We actually said the words, "Our friends have next game, whoever wins." But you didn't have the brains for that kind of social behavior huh. The rules, oh the rules! I'd love to help you. And I would. Maybe if I had a tranquilizer gun I might be able to teach you something about relaxation, but I don't, so you and your bald thick head are doomed to exist in the most excruciating of anti-social states. That of never knowing and thus never achieving harmony with your fellow humans.
    But hey, don't worry, I'm sure you'll get a dart in your neck someday.

    Saturday, September 10, 2005

    Gettin Awesome!

    Just got back from another awesome Friday night with Family Affair from PaperStreet. Low Budget was dropping the sick tunes with girls gettin crazy on the dance floor. Marathon on 20th is one of my favorite spots in the city.

    With all the good, bad and ugly goings on the past couple weeks its great to see that its going to be absolutely crazy around here. Saturdays at Wax Bar are the spot with Mental Sharp. Thursday is the LTJ Bukem jump off at Emerald City. Then Saturday is Pleasure Town with Tommie Sunshine and the Town Jewelrs. Then we cap off this crazy week with Mississippi Love. This is the party to be at. 100% of the proceeds go to Katrina relief. Diplo and Low Budget will be dropping a special Mississippi Crunk set. $10 to get in, $2o for a VIP table with a bucket of 6 beers! Silent auctions, special appearances and more all for a great cause. Mississippi Love will be the closing party for Love Week, a week to go out and party for a good cause. Its great to see the community coming together to show solidarity for our fellow Americans. Angela is setting things up right with Love week and Simplefly and friends will be throwing a legendary party for all the right reasons. More details to come soon.

    For more info on anything mentioned here or to let me know what you're doing email us at

    Sunday, September 04, 2005

    At the bar you will meet many cute girls but in the end be torn away from them by strangers posing as boyfriends. I had managed to get back into the bar, which was necessary because I had traded my license for a que ball, and forgotten to trade it back. For a bouncer it could be a difficult proposition: I've got to get in, because my ID is in there and.. No, I don't have an ID, its in.. What? But how can I.. Alright fuck you.
    But with good fortune, he lets me slip by and I recover the valuable white sphere to return it to its rightful owner. So here I am at the bar, next to this cute girl who I'm about to explore with a thrilling introspective question like "Are you waiting for a drink?" Of course, boringly obvious inquiries like this ALWAYS attract interest when standing beside bar stools at 1 in the morning, and we immediately get down to a thorough exploration of the themes surrounding alcohol acquisition. The conversation is a pleasant one and the attraction is mutual. Despite this, and despite all good fortune thus far, a smiling adversary with a name like Eric or Mike comes over and puts his hands around her. "What are you doing talking to my girl friend?" He's joking, but I look at her, and I look at him, and realize I've just come back for my license. I say goodbye, but her face looks embarrassed, either because this is her boyfriend and she knows I like her, or because he's not and he's ruining everything. I step away and back to the door with a vision in my head: Her scolding him for interrupting, and then a dreamy look on her face, staring at my retreating figure wondering where it would have went.
    I'm back out on the streets, grinning evilly with the knowledge that I stirred up some emotion that wasn't there when I came in.

    Saturday, August 27, 2005

    Bar fights are kind of over played. I have a sneaking suspicion that anyone who participates in slurred stumbling fighting is actually faking it to get on camera. I suspect this for a few reasons.
    Number 1: There is a security camera in the pool room downstairs where you can pretend you’re beating up people with your pool stick and concerned faces will rush down with question marks and syringes to try and coerce you into leaving calmly and quietly.
    Number 2: If you tell cute girls to watch beforehand, they might actually be turned on by a performance of such a raw and improvised nature, and thusly invite you to their cabs for conversation and, potentially, sex.
    So fights are definately overplayed. And number 2 is false.

    bar fight [audio]

    we are little brother. we will monitor police activities with extreme scrutiny and mild distaste. you can not escape us. because we live here.

    "taking pictures of police" [audio]

    "Hi, we're film makers. Industrious young artists. Will you pose for our picture? You know you really can go places in this world. I for example, am a publisher, and this is my associate. He's a doctor. It is a shame, but we are all out of business cards, something about a ink shortage in Switzerland. This just won't do. You see we run a website. Oh yes, that website. Please, no. Oh you really don't have to say that. That's very kind of you. Really though, we're just two normal -Yes those are very nice."

    "Is this a fake exhibitionist website?" [audio]

    Summers closing in

    Its football season, or more appropriately Eagles season here. Seth and I headed to Las Vegas Lounge to check out the game. Fridays have $2.25 Yuengling 20 oz drafts which are a great compliment with an Eagles game and a good way to start out the night. So, first game back for Owens and we have a repeat of last year against the Ravens. We watched the Birds put up 27 points to Cincy's 3 during the first half at the bar. Then we played a round of pool while the game finished out.

    It was still early so we headed to Drinkers in Olde City. There we ran into the Camerman and a Jose Cuervo promo with free Margaritas. Needless to say I had already used my 2night card to get a free Lager draught. Downstairs was empty so we went to play pool again. We played 2 games and headed up stairs. Out of nowhere a fight breaks out on our right. Its your standard fight, couple good punches, couple screaming girls, and then a quick breakup by the crowd.