SUPER EGO Happy Slutoween, librul terrorists. Now that the Castro Street celebration has been officially buried, there'll be more terrific parties than tired Sarah Palin costumes haunting Halloween night. Below are 13 batshit surefires, all taking place Oct. 31, night of the living-undead pro-life governor of Alaska. Read more »
SUPER EGO Gurl, she 'sploded. Such as! LoveFest was killer; everyone's ready to party, yes to the hell. Fuck the Dow we're riding high. And as I gingerly picked my glitter-stilettoed way over the limp bodies of the underaged strewn about the Civic Center pavement bonjour, toxicity I couldn't help but get a tad tickly at the sudden blast of youth, however wobbly and wide-eyed, tripping onto the scene. Do they teach Electro Appreciation in high schools now, right between Online Shopping and Intro to Twitter? Read more »
SUPER EGO Pack up your travel-size Palin Porker-Pink™ CoverGirl Lipslick, kids, 'cuz we're about to time-travel through the recent dance floor past, with a brief stop at Negative Nellyland. All aboard the Wayback: toot, toot.Read more »
SUPER EGO Gadzooks! I'm lunching with Sen-Sei at Prana, the nifty Thai resto attached to zentastic club Temple, Sen-Sei's hazel eyes reflecting the brilliant curlicues of my ginger-garlic prawns. No, I'm not assuming the lotus position. Not in these heels, Dharma.
Scenesters know Sen-Sei as the classically trained pianist who's been plugging his keys into mixers and tapping out sen-seitional "live house" since the early '90s. Read more »
SUPER EGO "You've gotta have the graphics," 26-year-old party promoter extraordinaire, Floridian transplant, smart-talkin' electro DJ, and graphically explicit designer Sleazemore (www.myspace.com/sleazemore) recently whispered into my tender, somewhat incredulous ear. "The scene's gotten to a point where it's not only about who you bring in, what you wear, and who's there to document your clubs it's also about the look you project in your promotions. Read more »
SUPER EGO Springtime in Clubland's looking gorgeous so far: it could totally move covers and dominate the next cycle. A special double pinkies up to all the fab promoters throwing AIDS ride-run-walk-collapse fundraisers and shining limelight on the No on Prop. 98 campaign. I'd air-kiss you to death, but it would crust my Cover Girl Hipster Neutral No. 140 Lipslicks Lipgloss. Read more »