VIP ticket- free entry, possibly with drink tickets (NOTE- this does not automatically grant access to the VIP area).
Guestlist- same as above, but there is no ticket to loose. You will have to remember the name of the person you are the guest of, including their last name- and also you will have to take it on faith that the host has gotten your name correct.
Newbie night- a night when the entire club has been VIPed or guestlisted just to fill the joint as they are up against a competing event where all the regulars have gone.
Solids- something you think about having after being awake partying on pills for 1.5 to 2.5 days. Alcohol is a useful substitute in the meantime.
"from Laval"- somehow, anyone who is not liked is "from Laval". Especially at Circus, where everyone is from Laval. Leads inevitably to the conversation:
Me- Isn't Red Lite in Laval?
Turbo- Yes, it is.
Me- Do you see us going to their club?
Turbo- Meh!
Oliver Lieb- some sort of DJ- appears as the Cowboy Neal option on afterhours message boards
28.10.04
The Horror! The Horror!
It could happen to you or your loved ones. It strikes without warning, without mercy.
It may come upon you during the evening news. It could interrupt a movie or rip through your soul whilst changing channels.
Yes- Celine Dion's Air Canada commercials are amongst us. Piercing- SHRIEKING!!! Disturbingly pervasive; get cable NOW and spare your family!
It may come upon you during the evening news. It could interrupt a movie or rip through your soul whilst changing channels.
Yes- Celine Dion's Air Canada commercials are amongst us. Piercing- SHRIEKING!!! Disturbingly pervasive; get cable NOW and spare your family!
27.10.04
Promoter Spam
Today is Wednesday and I have received 3 emails before lunch inviting me to a number of events this weekend, and one to Celebration 2005- the big New Year's party sponsored by 514 Productions.
Now, I'm not one to usually complain about spam- most of these emails are directly from people I know. But really- I still don't have a real grasp of what I'm doing for Halloween weekend- let alone New Years.
And why can't people send me Outlook or Yahoo calendar events instead of email? Then I could view my schedule soooo much easier!
LOL- sound like a diva? Or a computer nerd?
Now, I'm not one to usually complain about spam- most of these emails are directly from people I know. But really- I still don't have a real grasp of what I'm doing for Halloween weekend- let alone New Years.
And why can't people send me Outlook or Yahoo calendar events instead of email? Then I could view my schedule soooo much easier!
LOL- sound like a diva? Or a computer nerd?
B2B hi-tech sales
Looking back it's hard to believe I was working in an industry where the term "cluster fuck" was widely used.
24.10.04
Just hold onto that level of outrage a bit longer
-while the stock in body bag manufacturers continues to climb.
Really- this should only take 5-7 more years. Everyone should just stop worrying about it so much. You can't maintain this level of interest for much longer.
From my comments at Yahoo AP feed Message #2765158:
Most people outside of the US saw this as the big problem with removing Sadam Hussein by US military force. This is what the criticism of the Bush Doctorine is centered around- there are no exit strategies to debate because it secretly goes something like this:- invade
- regime change
- reduce Iraq to a US protectorate and police state
- excite local situation until US opposition turns violent
- label anti-US forces/politicians as terroists and insurgents
- eliminate opposing factions/parties
- allow elections with only US approved candidates
- move in the oil tankers and build a US Air Base.
Really- this should only take 5-7 more years. Everyone should just stop worrying about it so much. You can't maintain this level of interest for much longer.
13.10.04
Black and Blue 2004
Having arrived EARLY with Turbo we scoped out the floor for the best sweet spots and basically got prepped for the crowd who would follow us- there wasn't more than 1500 people there before 12 AM.
Gilles Massicotte and Micheal Kaiser did an okay job of opening the show- but they did fall prey to the reverb before beat matching some of their transitions. Kudos to them for play that "fucking you makes me bilingual" track. It got most of the early crowd grooving on the floor.
Chus and Ceballos and Sanchez blew my mind- I'm usually not a big fan of prog house but I was dancing like there was no tomorrow most of the night! I lost Turbo early in the evening to the masses but found mini-Stereo close to the DJ booth.
Danced with some cute ladies doing breaks (neat-o!!! wish I could dance that fast!) in Astro-boy style pants and caps...
The Cirque du Soleil shows- I could have easily lived without them. Especially as they happened on two separate stages (one in the center amongst "the writhing" and the front stage below the DJ booth and the VIP area). It was hard to catch the whole action between the two areas, especially if you were in the back half of the hall. Sure, the video screens TRIED to show what was going on- but the quality of the feed was poor and wasn't white balanced properly--- pure garbage...I stopped caring after the bizarre and meaningless Louise XIV 20 minute snooze fest followed by the people-drumming-on-other-people ear drum buster (excellent washroom time, though!)
Oh- and the fire-breathers performing in the corridor into the main hall- the fumes from that nearly made me gag each and every time I walked by-- but the rum and cokes might have played a part in that!
Lighting- yep- it was bright- at some points in time I thought I was getting a sunburn, but that's why some of us bring sunglasses to the club, and some people think it's because we're uber vain or crunkheads (or a mix thereof). Me, personally- I LIKED dancing once in-a-while at the back underneath the thousand 500W lamps they had running up and across the back wall. I was Bono at a U2 concert- a minor deity if you will- and everyone who wasn't missed something!
Vibe!!- 8000 people, 10,000?? Who knows? But knowing where to go to use your complimentary condom and knowing where not to go was all you needed to have a good time- everyone I met or bumped into was friendly and polite. I had my ass groped more at Stereo on Friday night for Satoshi Tomiie than at Black and Blue (4-0)
Water/ bathrooms- yeah- it was a hike... and it could take 5 minutes- or it could take FOREVER depending on how screwed your sense of time/space was. Once, it seemed like I was at the Dorval airport and was trying to get to the terminal across the tarmac...in that never ending tunnel. Again- the sunglasses were handy here in the FULL ON NEON light and the 60 foot windows showering in BROAD DAYLIGHT after 7 AM.
The water fountains were cold and usually not too busy. One point- on my last bathroom trip I did notice a trail of blood running either to or from the men's washroom (on the left side) that made me take some pause...until I chalked it up to a bloody nose- why add drama to a perfectly good and safe party?
Left at 10ish or so- my ears were going and my desire to breath oxygen again over took my desire to hear Mark Anthony's set to completion (how could it be better than his Labour Day gig at Beach Club??? How??)
I made a brief appearance at Daylight (first time!!) and I feared for my sanity- the trunk of my car was more sanitary and solidly constructed than that place. I tried to lean against a wall only to discover it was just a tarp partitioning off another part of the bar (which promptly fell down). Luc Raymond played some sick tunes- glad to see him so soon after Dizzy.
Security- rumour said it was going to be tight, but I could have taken in a small stash of pharmaceuticals and a cache of weapons. Hint- if you wanna see what kind of pat down to expect go to one of the pre-parties. The pat down was identical to the search at Stereo on Friday for Tomeii- light- and a "we-trust-you" empty your pockets policy. The frisk didn't include the front OR back pockets of my pants??? Whazzup wid dat? I could have had a sawed-off shotgun between my shoulder blades for all they knew.
I'd go again- but next year I'm not going to buy a ticket. It seems that free tickets were falling out of the sky starting around noon that day, even including VIP. I'm glad to support the BBCM and all, but I'd rather get a free VIP and make a $100 tax deductible donation next year (anyone at the BBCM who wants to IM me, please do so, I'll have a cheque ready!)
I was sooo glad so many of the regulars were there! Tall Rob, Sara, Anne, Jenn, Patsy, Garo and Jenn, Sabs, Hayden, Larry...made it seem like such not a big party to see familiar faces. Cheers!
Gilles Massicotte and Micheal Kaiser did an okay job of opening the show- but they did fall prey to the reverb before beat matching some of their transitions. Kudos to them for play that "fucking you makes me bilingual" track. It got most of the early crowd grooving on the floor.
Chus and Ceballos and Sanchez blew my mind- I'm usually not a big fan of prog house but I was dancing like there was no tomorrow most of the night! I lost Turbo early in the evening to the masses but found mini-Stereo close to the DJ booth.
Danced with some cute ladies doing breaks (neat-o!!! wish I could dance that fast!) in Astro-boy style pants and caps...
The Cirque du Soleil shows- I could have easily lived without them. Especially as they happened on two separate stages (one in the center amongst "the writhing" and the front stage below the DJ booth and the VIP area). It was hard to catch the whole action between the two areas, especially if you were in the back half of the hall. Sure, the video screens TRIED to show what was going on- but the quality of the feed was poor and wasn't white balanced properly--- pure garbage...I stopped caring after the bizarre and meaningless Louise XIV 20 minute snooze fest followed by the people-drumming-on-other-people ear drum buster (excellent washroom time, though!)
Oh- and the fire-breathers performing in the corridor into the main hall- the fumes from that nearly made me gag each and every time I walked by-- but the rum and cokes might have played a part in that!
Lighting- yep- it was bright- at some points in time I thought I was getting a sunburn, but that's why some of us bring sunglasses to the club, and some people think it's because we're uber vain or crunkheads (or a mix thereof). Me, personally- I LIKED dancing once in-a-while at the back underneath the thousand 500W lamps they had running up and across the back wall. I was Bono at a U2 concert- a minor deity if you will- and everyone who wasn't missed something!
Vibe!!- 8000 people, 10,000?? Who knows? But knowing where to go to use your complimentary condom and knowing where not to go was all you needed to have a good time- everyone I met or bumped into was friendly and polite. I had my ass groped more at Stereo on Friday night for Satoshi Tomiie than at Black and Blue (4-0)
Water/ bathrooms- yeah- it was a hike... and it could take 5 minutes- or it could take FOREVER depending on how screwed your sense of time/space was. Once, it seemed like I was at the Dorval airport and was trying to get to the terminal across the tarmac...in that never ending tunnel. Again- the sunglasses were handy here in the FULL ON NEON light and the 60 foot windows showering in BROAD DAYLIGHT after 7 AM.
The water fountains were cold and usually not too busy. One point- on my last bathroom trip I did notice a trail of blood running either to or from the men's washroom (on the left side) that made me take some pause...until I chalked it up to a bloody nose- why add drama to a perfectly good and safe party?
Left at 10ish or so- my ears were going and my desire to breath oxygen again over took my desire to hear Mark Anthony's set to completion (how could it be better than his Labour Day gig at Beach Club??? How??)
I made a brief appearance at Daylight (first time!!) and I feared for my sanity- the trunk of my car was more sanitary and solidly constructed than that place. I tried to lean against a wall only to discover it was just a tarp partitioning off another part of the bar (which promptly fell down). Luc Raymond played some sick tunes- glad to see him so soon after Dizzy.
Security- rumour said it was going to be tight, but I could have taken in a small stash of pharmaceuticals and a cache of weapons. Hint- if you wanna see what kind of pat down to expect go to one of the pre-parties. The pat down was identical to the search at Stereo on Friday for Tomeii- light- and a "we-trust-you" empty your pockets policy. The frisk didn't include the front OR back pockets of my pants??? Whazzup wid dat? I could have had a sawed-off shotgun between my shoulder blades for all they knew.
I'd go again- but next year I'm not going to buy a ticket. It seems that free tickets were falling out of the sky starting around noon that day, even including VIP. I'm glad to support the BBCM and all, but I'd rather get a free VIP and make a $100 tax deductible donation next year (anyone at the BBCM who wants to IM me, please do so, I'll have a cheque ready!)
I was sooo glad so many of the regulars were there! Tall Rob, Sara, Anne, Jenn, Patsy, Garo and Jenn, Sabs, Hayden, Larry...made it seem like such not a big party to see familiar faces. Cheers!
8.10.04
Despite it all...
-I love the clubbing life. I love the music, my friends, the crowds! Even the hassles are worth it when you end up having a big smile on your face for 6 or seven hours- or a whole weekend of great times.
And everyone has their deal- they do shit; they sleep around, they're rude and selfish once in a while, they over-do it once in a while... just smile, get it off your chest and don't let it ruin your mood. They'll suprise you and give you the shirt off their back one day.
And everyone has their deal- they do shit; they sleep around, they're rude and selfish once in a while, they over-do it once in a while... just smile, get it off your chest and don't let it ruin your mood. They'll suprise you and give you the shirt off their back one day.
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