How the hell is it that a ticket giveaway just became our dirtiest headline ever? You know what? I’m not gonna dwell on it, Doc, just best to move along, move along. Fact: The Rub — the party, the DJ team, the way of life — is the great equalizer. No matter the skinniness of your jeans, the sag of your Dockers, the cut or your jib, The Rub, God bless them, are synonomous with “PARTY” and quite possibly the greatest DJ team in all of these United States. Nobody does it better, just listen to the mp3s. And they are the guests of honor this weekend at Paper Street‘s new weekly, Mad Pussy at Transit on Saturdays. And we have guest list spots to pepper the area with. No, not like five-dolla guest list (although that is cheap as hell, come to think of it), but all-the-way FREE guest list. You know, the real guest list. You want the love? To enter, send an email to ihopeiwin[at]philebrity[dot]com with “IT’S THE MOTHERFUCKING REMIX” in the subject header. Ask, and if you’re lucky, ye shall receive the hookup by lunchtime tomorrow. Rub on, you crazy diamonds.

This entry was posted on Thursday, November 15th, 2007 at 4:26 pm.