Sunday, October 30, 2005
I was given an amazing website link, http://www.undergroundfilm.org/films/viewer.tcl?reso=2&wid=1015176&oftype=lar
have a look. It is a live stream that lasts about fifty-minutes. I play it with realtime player, do have your speakers plugged in. It is very sixties, trippy, Burningman, higher consciousness. It really inspired me alot the way the whole movie was put together.
Well, last night was yet another solid Fall Party night. The Sat before Hallows eve to boot. I knew about six parties, don't ask how, I just knew. Several parties in Brookline, Somerville, Cambridge and South Boston. I opted to go to "Southy" as my friend Ivan's studio is on Broadway. So I drove there parked my car and immediately see a bunch of partygoers dressed up in their costumes. At the door to my friends studio nonetheless. Upon entering the threshold I got an upclose look at some great costumes and much effort. So I met Ivan, we had a drink and then decided to head out to the Distillary somewhere nearby cause that was one of the party destinations. I said, "we should go check this thing out here in your building first as it is on the way out." He agreed and we went down to what I can only describe as a Lithuanian Moshpit with good European Beer. As soon as we showed up, before we knew it, two of the revelers grabbed our arms and dragged us on to the dancefloor circle where everyone was pulling each other around at the speed of drunken sound. It was good fun, very old-school Euro. Over the course of an hour or so we stayed, I got checked, elbowed and I thnk punched in the chest, all by accident. I was talking to a Lithuanian women at one point and she said, "why are you at a Lithuanian party if your not Lithuanian, da." I said, "this Lithuanian party happens to be in the city I grew up in so whats your point."
We left there, walked to the Distillary but ended up at a place called the Foundry which was wrong. We were on East second st walking the wrong way, eight to ten blocks the wrong way! So I said" alright, one more block then we turn around." As it turned out, at that final block on the right was this HUGEEEEEEE glass space with hundreds of people, I thought it was a rave for a second. I was in utter dis-belief, we were both astonished and decided to check it out, "when in Rome!" So we couldn't enter through the main entrance as it was too late. So I took a page out of my college days and both of us entered through the smokers door on the side of the building. We got in there and the place was HOPPING. Costumes, Dj, catered food. Kegs, wine, WOW! So then at about one oclock the house lights came on and I was thinking, oh this is not good, time to move on to the next party. After the usual post party smoozing, I grabbed Ivan and we went outside. We proceeded to hail a cab for twenty-five minutes but were having no luck. Finally we got one and it took us to the Distillary. We were just about there when this homless guy was like"the party is there, points to the door." It felt pre-destined. So we scaled four flights of stairs to find a pumping loft party, full bar couches, huge dancefloor, loud music, peole moving. So like the proverbial fish to water, we dove in. I love this City on Nights like that. We agreed afterward that, either of the three parties on any normal Sat night would have been adequate, but the fact that we hit three awesome ones within walking distance of each other was indeed, SPECIAL.