April 06, 2005

EVERYBODY SCREW THE MASSES / WE ONLY WANNA HAVE SOME FUN

Summer is upon Chicago and I am such an easy sell - all it takes is the sunshining and I'm all full frontal lobotomy carefree. Sorry, that was really crass. Anyhow, Chicago-area townies, feel this heat: Black Mountain plays this weekend, and then there is the Biz3 Puma party benefit for Dax Peirson featuring Count Catchdubsula burying the Pitchfork crew neck deep in Baltimore's deepest bumps, while me and my galang-lang furr life Julianne Shepherd do some moves on the floor. She arrives to this town on Thursday, and that gives us just under 24 hours to work out some choreo that is half soccer warm ups, half "batdance". Plus, as an early birthday treat-surprise for her, I am redecorating the room she is staying in to look exactly like the photo of Prince's bedroom on the inside art of 1999, replete with laserbeam, venetian blinds, smoke machine and a greased up naked man doing watercolor painting on a futon. She's so hard to shop for, but I figured it might be the perfect gift.

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