After getting drinks, we went to the DJ booth - the only place in the whole bar where you could drink your drink without someone else rubbing their sweaty, bare arms all over you!
Grant! I know you still read this site! What do you think - is that guy with the braids in the yellow shirt THE smelly braids guy that almost handed you a beat down after he almost caught you SNIFFING HIS HAIR waaaay back in the day???. EPIC LOL.
Anyway, the crowd was a little strange (in that it wasn't that strange)...
We were sort of disappointed with the turn out. We were hoping that the stadium would be FILLED with washed-up metal honeys looking to relive the "glory days" of hair metal, but the place was less than half full!
After the show, Matt and I hopped in a cab and went to some awful club in the Meat Packing District (that if I remember correctly) was hosting the Five O'Clock Heroes afterparty(???).
On Saturday night Fatty and I went to go see the Borat movie. It had opened the night before to huge crowds, which we (mistakenly) thought we could avoid by going to see the 2am showing in Murray Hill!
I got a text from my friend Miye that she and a bunch of her girlfriends were hosting a karaoke party at 205. I wasn't going to go all the way down there alone, but then I figured I'd at least try texting Amanda before blowing it off (since she's is the only person I know who's insane enough to entertain a "wanna go to karaoke?" text at 1:30am on a Monday night. Hahaha). We got there a little before 2am and found the place in full-effect!
Tuesday night I went over to the meat packing district to the place that used to be called G0! (who knows what it's called these days...you know you're old when you're just content to call a place what it used to be called years ago)...
After the ballroom closed, the entire party headed down to a bar in the basement of the hotel. Here's everyone drunkenly welcoming the second arrival of the bride and groom!
If, by the time I die, tombstones with embedded video screens are commonplace, someone please make sure that this photo makes it into the cemetery slideshow. Thanks. (Photo by Leo Zacharias)
The competition was held in a huge banquet hall down in Chinatown called Grand Harmony Restaurant. Here's a shot of the audience around 10pm waiting for the karaoke to begin!
How about getting to stand ON the stage to watch your favorite band of all time perform for one of the first times in over 10 years? After hiding out under the stadium and getting (pretty, pretty, pret-ty) drunk, we ran over to the back of the main stage. I got up there all out of breath, and was frantically asking people "Did Lifetime play yet? Did Lifetime play yet?" Then I turned around and...
Well, first - we got to stand right up against the stage and we had barricades behind us which spared us from having to rub against thousands of sweaty kids in the heat . Here's a shot of crowd we were able to escape while getting front row seats to watch Panic! at the Disco.
The crowd was entertained, though! Well, everyone in the crowd except for Larson! He's the guy in the navy shirt who's totally just glaring and waiting for her to hurry up and finish so that his turn to sing can happen sooner).
Madonna at the decks at Misshapes. Who woulda ever thunk it, huh? I stuck around for the first song, but there wasn't room to dance (or even breathe), so while the place continued to go absolutely bonkers, I managed to squeeze my way back through the crowd and snuck downstairs.
Neckerchief aside, they always managed to get the crowd going. (Jesse and Jared are in a new band called Generals & Majors that are really, really fun live - they're like a glammy version of The Misfits and they have a singer named RatBite. No shit. If you live in NYC, do yourself a favor and try to attend one of their shows).
We were immediately innundated to the relaxed Jamaican attitude that we'd heard so much about when he hit the mother of all lines trying to get through Jamaican immigration. No rush at all, mon!
Saturday night we hit Misshapes and I danced so much (hey, remember when there actually used to be room to dance there?) that I forgot to take any pictures.
The best part of Misshapes is after it's closed and they kick everyone out except for the totally wasted party people who still want to get their dance on and...
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