Philadelphia Weekly‘s A-List is not exactly known for being the creme de la creme of our city’s offerings, but it shouldn’t make you feel nauseous, either. Kelly White sorts out the dizzy, the smarmy, and the incorrect, as footnoted here:

When John Redden opened the Barbary it was a given he’d have no problem booking DJs. Even so, the lineup at the little-Fishtown-club-that-could has gotten downright silly [1]. From the Immediate! crew to the old-school soulery [2] of Philly’s favorite expat Mark Foreman [3] and his Turnaround funk, the Barbary’s schedule has been chugging along with serious steam. Enter the gals from Oh, Murder! Inc. and their Kiss ’n’ Fly night—this time with contributions from DJ RMT’s Darklord. Don’t let the drug reference fool you [4]—these ladies come correct on the decks with serious club bangers and disco funk [5]. If that’s not your thing, don’t fret—the Strawberry Mansion gents run the hip-hop gamut from old-school jams to contemporary cuts [6]. If you have energy to spare after this one, you’re not doing it right. [7]

[1] Now that’s just silly. It’s supposed to mean “top shelf,” but loses the edge if one tries too hard. If you want to mine for inexact adjectives, go for gold.
[2] “Soulery” doesn’t even show up in UrbanDictionary. But what it means is: Don’t let Valocchi near soul music because it’s possible that he could cut himself.
[3] Mark Foreman is what Gregg Foreman would change his name to on a new library card.
[4] We are completely fooled by that drug reference.
[5] Please, do not ever say this sentence out loud. Especially the “serious club bangers” part. Especially if you’re not 21. Especially if you’ve only been to the Barbary once.
[6] It doesn’t matter if you’re not on drugs, they’re still going to play all kinds of music that will please both the old and the young.
[7] When your body hurts after this party, it’s not because you’re out of shape or anything. You were just having a great time!

This entry was posted on Wednesday, January 9th, 2008 at 11:53 am.