Before I forget, I need to remind everyone that I've been coaxed out of retirement for a one-off event this Saturday, August 7th at Pistons in Long Beach. I'll be spinning rock and alternative with some '80s alternative thrown in for good measure, so it should be a nice sorbet to cleanse the faggoty musical pallette usually overpowered by house and trance.
I was going to post a link to the Pistons website for directions, etc., but it's so horrendous and outdated, I wouldn't feel right embarrassing them. So click
here for more info, except for directions. No one feels like posting directions. For the record, Pistons is in North Long Beach, right off the 91 freeway at the Cherry Ave. exit on Artesia. For Mapquesting purposes, the street address is 2020 E. Artesia.
If you've never been to Pistons and are a little scurred, don't be. Sure, it's a "bear" bar, you'll hear plenty of "woofs" (see index), but everyone is incredibly friendly, the crowd gets very mixed during big events like this, the drinks are cheap and the music will be fucking stellar. Trust.
I like how the flyers (with the exception of the one posted at the website above) refer to me as "Interactive 'DJ' John Hughes". I'm not quite sure why there are quotes around "DJ", but hey, I like making the little air quotes when I say it. As far as the interactive part, it's either because the event people are setting up electronic drums around the club so you can bang along to the music (with the drums, silly), or because I have a habit of "interacting" with tasty brown boys who come up to the "DJ" to say "HELLO, CAN YOU PLEASE PLAY THALIA?"
Show up on Saturday, come up to the stage and say "Blogger" and I'll buy your first drink.
