I attended a Stockholm1976 party on 18th & K (Kolumbia Cafe, I think, was the venue) on Friday, Sept. 14. It was thrown by the son of the woman who is a big dog at Sista 2 Sista magazine. I am skeptical about clubbing in general, since I tend to get extremely irritated by drunken crowds, but some cohorts raved about the previous party so I figured, why not?
My random thoughts:
- Are pink shirts what's hot in the streets for men? Was Thomas Pink having a sale?
- From the way the bartenders were hopping, I thought that Prohibition was about to return the next morning. I mean, folks were DEEP at the bar.
- The DJ needed to be shot. I know someone in there had a mix CD in their car...should have given it to the DJ so he could learn how to mix. I was tempted to suggest that he just turn the radio to PGC or KYS and call it a night.
- Women really are desperate to get a man (or, at the very least, a free beverage) around here. Wow. I used to be one of these women hoping to find a "good" man at the club and flashed my assets accordingly. Ah, the folly of youth...although some of my fellow thirtysomethings still didn't get the memo that men want a lady in the streets and a freak in the bedroom (ask your mama if you don't know LOL).
- I finally learned how to drop down and get my eagle on (never saw the video). You learn something new every day.
- The demographic was definitely under 30...*sigh*
- can I ever dance with/attract someone over 5'3" (although me and the next-to-last dude were cutting up to "Candy Girl")?
- can Black folks EVER have an event without the Electric Slide or a variation thereof (e.g. Cha Cha Slide)?
- Men: please, please, please...I don't care how good your (bamma) friends say you look, DO NOT leave the house in a shirt with French cuffs WITHOUT WEARING CUFFLINKS. I am still mad at the dude that was rocking that mess. I think his shirt was pink, too.
I am afraid of the DC club scene. I am VERY afraid.
Thank you for letting me share.
T.
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