I don't even know where to begin with revisiting the last couple of week's activities and
festivities. I scored two necessary records for my metal vinyl collection, made some new Shadowscene buttons for a scavenger hunt, tried to find a comedy show and ended up wandering all over Philly in the late night mist, encountered too much bubble gum and dum dums on top of smothered Barbie dolls at New Radio, listened to Fntsy Pnthr's new demo, oh…and burned my kitchen down. Yes. I definitely have learned first hand that smoke and fire are no joke. By the time I had mentally processed that I had yet to put anything in my oven so I was no way burning anything, the entire house was flooded with smoke and I was on the floor. The comical part about this, was right before my stove decided to combust, I had just finished watching The Office episode about fire safety. Ironic. Needless to say, the fire was put out but the smoke had taken over nearly all of my apartment…sleeping with all windows open even though it was 23 degrees outside made we feel like I was climbing out of a chimney when I woke up. Pickles, the Shadowscene cat, is a bit peeved...But, after a couple of days it's really refreshing to know how minimal the damage was considering how much worse it could have been in a matter of seconds. Plus, the smells and arctic temperatures sort of make me feel like I'm living in a log cabin. So that's pretty nice.
Oh, fire, fire, sis boom bah.
This week has been full of nothing but pure excitement. Although I sadly missed out on being at The Grammys this year, I did get to cheers my pals on from afar and watch Skrillex take home a few more awards while spending my weekend hitting up triple-decker parties. SAFARI happens only a couple times a year and this time it was mashed up with Transmission, Tigerbeats and Blow Up A Go-Go, and although there was a Nor'easter sweeping across the east coast, the venue was at capacity by 10 pm. You'd think people would want to hibernate at home; but with the essence of spring on the horizon just the thought of dancing around with your best buds is enough to get you out of your hut. So I danced, bounced around and was gifted with my favorite Twiggy and Sharon Tate posters from the Blow Up crew.
Walking into Ruba felt like walking onto the set of a 60s dance TV show.
This weekend also welcomed back a reunion of the long lived TVI (Turnaround vs. Immediate) party in Philadelphia. Frontman, EBGIII from An Albatross teamed up with Gregg Foreman of Cat Power plus Rusty Seger and Ian St Laurent formulate the men behind the decks of the raw funk, psych and soul power of this party. Walking into Ruba felt like walking onto the set of a 60's dance TV show. Absolutely no complaints. And after having a week of 6 am nights and overcast days, the sun has crawled out and I'm off to photograph the recording session of FNTSY PNTHR and maybe track a few vocals myself. It's pretty exciting to know that spring time has almost sprung!