Nightlife wakes up with Morning Gloryville, Loco Dice, Louie Vega, Maya Jane Coles, Grit & Glamour, Werd, more parties
SUPER EGO Fellow freakazoids, I'm disturbed. There's an alarming new microtrend in nightlife: daylife. More specifically: morninglife. Halp!
First NYC's Daybreaker party hit our shores a couple weeks ago, enticing hundreds of people to line up outside Audio at 8am for two hours of pre-work dancing ($15-$20) that apparently involved giant jellyfish costumes, a brass band (just to make sure you were awake?), and Four Barrel coffee — no alcohol here. I didn't make it, because fuck that. But I was intrigued! Daybreaker's AM disc jockey DJ Bradley P is a quality cutie, and the after-vids were rad. I'm waiting to hear if more are in the works.
Now comes Morning Gloryville from London (Wednesday, June 25, 6:30am-10:30am, $20. Heron Arts, 7 Heron, SF. www.morninggloryville.com), which places itself at the nexus of Burning Man, Ministry of Sound, and 24-Hour Fitness. Kind of a spiritual neon-flashmob throwdown, with wigs, massages, and smoothies. "Rave your way into the day!" It looks real cute. And exhausting.
I should have seen this coming the moment fluorescent Fitbits and post-ironic '80s "Get Physical" dance routines started hitting the dance floors. Of course, SF has a long, glorious, deranged history of morning parties, from 6am Sunday Church at the End Up in the '70s to recent blasts at North Beach's Monroe and our own occasional Morning Glory party. I've loved dancing in the wee hours ever since I hung out in West Berlin in the '80s and discovered high school kids hit the clubs before going to school.
But this new wave is just so darn wholesome — complete with slick marketing campaigns, relentless cheerfulness, and franchise ambitions. Despite my liver's squeaky pleas, I'm not quite ready to come over to the "nightlife as workout routine" side, let alone sans cocktails. At least not yet. Yes, this fantastic ass came from tripping the light fantastic four-six nights a week. But these massive biceps? Grasping my vodkas, dear. Perhaps one day I'll see the light.
Sound Department continues to delve monthly into the more thought-provoking side of electronic music. This 11th installment features Berlin multi-layerist Baikal, who's been building a body of impeccable (yet quite danceable) tech-work.
Fri/20, 9pm-3am, $10. Monarch, 101 Sixth St., SF. www.monarchsf.com
GRIT & GLAMOUR
New show "Gorgeous" at the Asian Art Museum challenges and redefines the notion of beauty in "Eastern" art: Fantastic-sounding opening party makes it all come to life, with deep techno tunes from Dr. Sleep and Robot Hustle, bounce jams from DavO and Natalie Nuxx, vogue extravaganza from House of Nu Benetton, milky tea, fresh nail designs, full bar, and an afterparty at the Stud.
Fri/20, 7pm-11pm, $20–$25. Asian Art Museum, 200 Larkin, SF. www.asianart.org
Based-goth monthly funhole 120 Minutes presents this brilliant, trip-hoppy Ninja Tuner, drifting on gorgeous, post-glitch waves to the darker side.
Fri/20, 10pm, $8–$10. Elbo Room, 647 Valencia, SF. www.elbo.com