Super Ego

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Double draggin'

Kings and Kiss-Off: SF hosts its own cross-dressed Olympics
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>>Drag king Fudgie Frottage spills his tea

>>Heklina waves goodbye to all that

>>Hazy, crazy Trannyshack memories

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SUPER EGO "Last year one of my balls failed to inflate during my opening number 'Big Balls' — but the concept got across Read more »

E-Z Sleaze

Electro DJ Sleazemore gets graphic, Milano duo Crookers cook up fidget house
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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 »

Ultrabananas

Springtime in Clubland looks gorgeous -- and bangers are seizing the day
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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 »

Yo, bangerz

Hardcore electro glitzes the floors, and a new club scene is born
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Also in this issue:

Rave it tecktonik: Hard electro's dance du jour

Bang! The clubs, the music, the mixes

Super Ego Must the French rule everything? Read more »

Future blaps

Cue the lazer bass and set your Gucci sweatshirts on stun: Lazer Sword and Glitch Mob have landed
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>>Lazer Sword sizzles -- read the interview

>>Lazer bass-ics: view the vids

SUPER EGO The Millennials have landed on the dance floors, and they come bearing lazers. Electro bangers are raving tecknotik. The blipswitch just got flicked. Read more »

Metamorphenomenal

Yuri's Night blasts off, Jeffrey Paradise emerges, and Thread Recordings launches
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SUPER EGO Positivity — can we get some, please? Sure. Zing! Spring's come bounding from its musty, dusty closet like a newly out Floridian, little rainbow fanny pack ablaze, itchy pink nipple rings jingling. Poor green thing! Isn't it up to us to lead her, tripping and grinning, into the limelight fantastica? Aren't we already there? Change, unlike Aqua Net and Paco Rabanne, is in the air. The clubs, they've gone azalea-crazy, bursting with neon irises and tuneful fuchsia streaks. Cocktails mysteriously grow stronger in our hands. Read more »

Patty meltdown

Las Vegas nightlife: wretched or wrecked? Plus: Lady Tigra gets the electro claws out
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SUPER EGO Clear the runway! Clear the runway! She's got a Target elastic waistband and too many Walgreens L'Oreal home highlights in her shag — and she's about to crash-land drunk off her Lucite Shoe Pavillion fuck-me pumps and into my $30 Blue Lotus powertini, with guarana extract, caffeine, taurine, and B vitamins 3, 5, 6, and 12. Somebody call Grey's Anatomy on her jiggly, glitter-thonged ass, stat. Save me, Dr. McCreamy! Save my exorbitant cocktail!

Nightlife 911!!!

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Amscray

Electro-cumbionics at Zizek, flying fur at Beast, and more breathless nightlife hits
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SUPER EGO Sorry to sound so breathless this time around, nightlifers, but I've got a couple of hot caballeros waiting on me in a beat-up Camry outside, and, you know — meter's running. I swear I'll sprinkle some cybernetic glitters on your Facebook if I get back — poke me — or scam us up some apologetic kumquat caipirissimas from the Americano. If you're lucky, I may even stop spewing hot chunks of drama long enough to let you get a word in edgewise. Read more »

Accidental tranny

Trannyshack drags its gay ass to the finish line, and DJ Cheb i Sabbah takes another fab global leap
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SUPER EGO Guilty! I'm totally real-time guilty. Yeps, frenz, I'm that spastic whore on the dance floor whooping like a neon cough, flinging my Mary Kate triceps up when a thump drops in the mix. If a club has one of those heinous black lights at the door, I sneak in the back so no one spots the glowing spunk on my skirt or my phosphorescent VCR. I always ask for extra antioxidant-rich lychees in my pomegranatini, to offset the American Spirits. OK, I've blown the DJ. Read more »

Video Mutants: Rave damage

Artist Ryan Trecartin's efflorescent video spasms key into club culture and cube the Internet death code
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>>Click here to read Marke B.'s interview with Ryan Trecartin

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SUPER EGO "Hey Skippy, PattyMay is here. In. This. Room."

"Oh god, it's true! PattyMay is in this room."

"Yes! Tell him I am here. I am PattyMay, and I am in. This. Read more »