ADRIAN DOES STUFF

Whew, what a night! Ugh ...

Okay, this has totally become my post-Bootie ritual -- throw the party, go to the after-party (which in this case was at our studio apartment) and then, when everyone has left and D has gone to bed, I write a slightly-drunken post-party report.

Well ... it was a good party, but DAMN there was a lot of drama! Some Bootie parties go so smoothly and effortlessly and, well ... this wasn't one of those parties.

The night started off kinda slow ... which was actually good, because a documentary film crew got to the club early, to film ourselves and Party Ben in the back room, pontificating about mashups, the art of bootlegging, and the finer points of copyright law. We're not sure what exactly this documentary is going to be about, but we blah-blah-blah'ed on camera for awhile about ... stuff. Meanwhile, Party Ben filled in for the vacationing DJ Dada in the early set, and sure enough, when I walk out there, he's already started a dance floor at 9:20 PM, with about a half dozen people already getting their groove on. A half-hour later, I kill it off by spinning Aggro1's NIN vs. Vanilla Ice mashup, "Ice Ruiner." I know, I know, but I just had to go there. After all, what's the point of throwing your own mashup club if you can't play whatever the fuck you want, even if you're gonna kill off a dance floor at 10 PM? Besides, the peeps aren't supposed to dance until at least 10:15, and I had a whole bunch of non-dancable bootlegs to spin! But I soon took it to Thumpy-ville, with Agentlovelette's "Burning Bitch" (Ludacris vs. Madonna) getting the biggest reaction. And I was quite happy when our very own Styx vs. Peaches mashup didn't clear the floor (it's going to be a exclusive on Strangely Familiar next month).

So then Ben and D hopped on the decks around 11 PM, and the club started to really fill up -- although it never got quite as insane as last month. Around 300 people or so. Anyway, Matt Hite and DJ Tripp finally get the system in the back room working, and they spun some great stuff back there -- vastly underappreciated, I might add, as there just weren't ever that many people back there, unlike last month.

Our midnight show was Faux Pas, who performed Gordyboy's classic, "A Hidden Forest" (Bjork vs. The Cure) ... the performance started late due to his piercer not being there by midnight (who can't get their ass to a club by midnight?). And yes, he did a live piercing through his cheeks during the number!

Then all hell broke loose. DJ Create from Inhumanz was our guest DJ from Las Vegas, and he brought his laptop and was using Scratch to DJ digital audio tracks from the turntables (the same thing Tripp and Matt Hite were doing in the back room). But it was much HOTTER in the DJ booth in the front room, and his laptop crashed about three times. More DRAMA! Fortunately, Ben was there to play Inhumanz tracks off of CD until the computer could re-boot. There were more technical difficulties with the CD decks and the microphones as well, but I don't even want to nit-pick all the little things. Despite some of the glitches (minor, really, considering it could have been much worse) people danced, and it was one of the most diverse crowds we've had at Bootie in a few months.

One of the big hits that Mysterious D played toward the end of the night turned out to be Sam Flanagan's Beastie Boys cut-up. And then Party Ben ended the night with a dance mash/remix of "Boulevard of Broken Songs." We gave away a bunch of free CDs, and then packed up and went home -- with about a dozen other people! Ben was feeling a bit peaked, so he went home, while D and I entertained the Inhumanz, among others, at our house.

Seems like I can only relax once the party is over and I'm at the AFTER-party!

Thanks to DJ John for the pix!