IHeartComix & Jelly NYC Texas Night Club -3.20.09
Franki Chan & the guys who brought you the McCarren Park Pool Parties got together (plus Mad Decent on night two) and threw a party in an empty building in Austin during South By Southwest. It was a late night jam a few miles from where most of the SXSW events were. Despite it’s distance when me and 8 other people rolled up in my friends creepy van there was no parking in a huge parking lot. None. We had to park a few blocks away on the street. Their was a HUGE line around the place. My friends were ready to leave but I figured I could do something. I walked to the front of the line and as I passed people I saw a former friend of mine. This was a girl that I met at SXSW in ’05 and who I hit it off with and ended up sleeping with and staying with. The next January she came to visit and we were all cute together all over again. In ’06 SXSW she was out of town but I saw her on the last day. It was great to see her but I didn’t get a chance to see her for another year after that. When SXSW ’07 came around I was so excited to see her. We had been talking online all excitedly and I was going to stay with her. When she found out I was only there for 5 days she tried to talk me into staying longer. When I got there she picked me up from the airport and we went back to her place and had crazy times in her bed. The next day she drove me to the event I worked and I was there all day for like 12 hours. She never showed up and she told me she was at a party with friends. I got some girls to drive me there and I met up with her and she just was acting kinda odd to me. I was so tired and just wanted to crash, but I stayed out with her. When we got home she invited some dude over to smoke weed. I was busy editing photos when she said “Hey, I am going to bed.” I told her to wait a second and I’d be right there… That’s when she told me this dude was staying with her and I had to sleep on the couch. I was not pleased. We had this super dramatic conversation where she was like “You aren’t my boyfriend, I’ll do what the fuck I want.” The next day I went and stayed at my friend Mike’s place. She blocked me from her Facebook and never talked to me again… Until the line for IHeartComix. When I saw her I sort of gave her this half hug and asked her how long she had been in line. Almost an hour she said, and she was still not at the front. I walked to the front and saw Franki Chan. He let me walk all 8 of my friends past the entire line even though they hadn’t even RSVP’d. They were friends with the girl and walked right past her. It was sort of amazing. So I just wanted to thank Franki for making that possible… Plus it was a sick party. The only problem was their was too much free booze and the line for it was nearly as long as the line outside. People were ordering 3 drinks at a time so they wouldn’t have to go back. It was pretty great and everyone got destroyed. By the end of the night it was just chaos. The line up was nuts with Drop The Lime and Toxic Avenger Djing… Ninjasonik, HeartsRevolution and Juiceboxxx played and this Swedish rapper name Mapei killed shit to an unworldly extent. There were some suprise guests as well. All and all a crazy night.
Here are some of the crowd shots from the night… Stick around if you wanna see what was going on the stage.
Comments (4)
I’m not sure I like or get your blog anymore.
So what. So you cut to the front of a really long and exclusive line. You’re not the first and it won’t be the last time you got ahead by knowing someone else. What’s unfortunate is you saw that moment as a smiting gesture towards another person.
Quit crying. You sob when you can’t get your own dick wet well at least she gave you a place to crash for the night. Shit I would have kicked you out. You’re not her boyfriend and she can fuck whoever she wants. You equate truth with “harsh”. Lame.
Why don’t you publish her name if you’re so confident in your manhood? It sounds like you are a fan of Drama amongst your circle of friends. Also lame.
A lot of what you write comes across as though it’s penned by a privileged white male.
Where do i begin?
I guess to say the standard blogger retort: if you dont like my blog, dont read it. I dont care.
But since I always publish negative comments about me, I feel like I should respond more thoughtfully.
What I guess might not have been clear is how much I cared about this girl and how mean she was to me about the whole thing. She refused to even talk to me about it. This girl I had been into for 3 years I finally get to see and I had to listen to her have sex. Trust me, that is a tough thing to go through.
I am not out to hurt anyone or anything. I was just telling a story. She doesnt read this blog, there is no reason to call her out. I was just telling a story about my life. That is what this site is all about. So I am not going to publish my name… why dont you publish yours anon?
Drama amongst my circle of friends? You clearly dont know me very well, cause thats not me.
Also, what I write might come across like I sound like a privileged white male cause guess what… I am one.
I was not trying to brag about anything here… I wasnt trying to stir anything up or to start any shit.
I was just telling a story.
Didn’t you write about this “sleeping on the couch” thing last year?
Not sure, but probably as it was a moment of particular impact in my life…. Someone should check the archives…