This Weekend: Strippers, Motorcycles And Balloon Vajayjays, All Suspended From Ceilings, So Your Viking Helmet Can’t Touch Them
FRIDAY:
>>> In Jolly Old Englund, Mischief Night is a chance for all of the merry young people to play clever pranks on their elders; here in Philadelphia, it’s an excuse for our finest street urchins to commit violent crime — they get more “points” if you’re a minority in whatever particular neighborhood you’re in — and then go, “Oh, my bad” if you are seriously injured. So, uh, be careful out there, people.
>>> Did you also know that “mischief” is German for “funkengrüven?” No, wait, maybe it’s the other way around. In any case, Dam Funk, “the Los Angeles Ambassador of Boogie Funk,” should be able to straighten that out for you at Kung Fu Necktie. We are told that the Dam Funk live show is party music of the first degree, not unlike whatever was playing when Eddie Murphy had that big party when he got rich in Trading Places and then got all pissy when somebody put one of their Kools out on his carpet. What a motherfucking sellout.
>>> May I continue to talk about The Funk in all of its forms? Thank you. (It’s Funky to be polite.) Over at the TLA, they’re getting funk-lit-ically correct in a number of ways with Saul Williams, Black Landlord and West Vienna. West Vienna is the new band to arise from the ashes of Phil Moore Browne. We like the track on their MySpace, and we want to know more.
>>> As video-trailer’d above, Fangtasia is this big crazy party up at The Penthouse Club up in the Norfeast, where DJs Ian St. Laurent (he of the WISL mixtapes) and Dennis Wolf-fang will be bussing in people from P.Y.T., so that everybody can just fuhgeddaboudit and stuff ones into The Penthouse Key Girls‘ underoos (girls get in free, duh). Show up at P.Y.T. and allow yourself to go all Griffin Dunne on this shit and be molded into the full body cast that is Your Weekend Life.
>>> Or, get your pre-Halloween mope on with The Black Heart Procession at Johnny Brenda’s. Ain’t no shame in that game, especially if you’re saving it all up for…
SATURDAY:
>>> Go ahead, ask me how it feels to be a part of what is easily the biggest, most awesome, totally killer in like five different ways, and truly satisfying Halloween party in the city. You really wanna know? I am so scared and excited that when I think about it, I instantly have to pee. Or at least it feels like I do. And so it shall go with the Making Time with Simian Mobile Disco and Jason Hackenwerth’s The Titan & The Fireflies and World Series/Halloween Party at 2424 Studios. It’s literally right across the hall from our office! And, as it happens, just a few steps away from the bathroom, which is great news, if you are me.
>>> But that is far from the only Halloween happening, so let’s see. There’s: The Dead Milkmen at The Trocadero; the spooooooky edition of High School Confidential at The Barbary; the Misfits cover band thing at Kung Fu Necktie that is already sold out; your friend’s party; your other friend’s party; and God only knows what else. I have no doubt that I will see every last one of you before it’s all over. In double.
SUNDAY:
>>> See the post two posts down. You ain’t going nowhere. It’s time to think about what got you into this mess, son.
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November 2nd, 2009 at 1:49 pm
For the record…that Penthouse party…all kinds of false advertising. There was no party, there was no dancing. It was just a scam to get people into a titty bar. The only entertainment was the (amateur night) strippers. Plus, not telling guys how much the cover will be beforehand? Weird.