The We Shot J.R. Party
Despite the fact that we planned and organized a great deal for our most recent party, it would be a little difficult for us to write a formal "review" of the event because, we, um, missed a lot of it. Well actually, I take that back. We didn't really miss much of anything on Friday night, but things sort of took on a life of their own at a certain point, without our control, and we pretty much just went with the flow and had a blast.
Here's what I mean-- the original location of the party was 907 Denton St., better known as Muscle Beach. Things were fairly calm over there for a while, but after about an hour or so, the crowd really started showing up in big numbers, the dance floor filled up, the first keg floated, and things started taking off. Of course, this meant that the Denton Police were sure to arrive promptly, and arrive they did.
After the police made their presence known and announced that things would be shut down permanently, the crowd dispersed, and we started trying to figure out what the hell to do. After hearing rumors about the party being moved to several different addresses simultaneously, we received word that we might be able to hit up our new friends over at Time Bandits, who were just wrapping up hosting a fantastic show of their own in what is probably the most unique and appealing performance space in Denton or Dallas at the moment (seriously, go to the next show at Time Bandits in order to verify that I'm not exaggerating-- you'll thank me). Upon our arrival there, the gracious hosts promptly agreed to host our acts and our beer and the large number of people that we were hoping would follow us there. Unfortunately, Time Bandits were finishing up their party with a fantastic acid house set from Shane English that was seriously blasting loud enough to sound like Fabric from a block away. And surprise surprise, the police arrived at Time Bandits and the party was shut down for good.
Finally, we received a call from a certain someone informing us that the kegs had been moved to the Fra House, along with all of our performers, many of whom hadn't had a chance to play all night due to a lot of early commotion and a few acts of interference from Denton's finest. We arrived over there shortly after, drank some beer, watched a nice crowd assemble, and then witnessed Damaged Goods take the stage (or I guess the kitchen) for a set that began around 245 AM and was well worth the wait.
Anyway, Mattie has posted some fantastic pictures of the event in our photos section if you'd like to take a look, and we'd like to take this opportunity to thank-- Austin Brown, the residents of Muscle Beach, Time Bandits, the residents of Fra House, Damaged Goods, Schwa, Alan Palomo, the people from 715 Pandhandle who helped us with sound stuff, and the many other people who helped us with so much that night. We truly had a blast, and we hope you did too. Thanks Denton.
44 Comments:
who the fuck are all those people in the photos?
thanks for the kegger update bra!
no prob... keg parties forever!
jesus, how old are you people? couldn't wait until prom night?
hahahaha
I just hope you "party people" can tear yourselves away from those FAT BEATS long enough to go vote in a couple of weeks.
My suggestion: The least-obviously evil dude!
11:23
like age has anything to do with it.
you probably are from the observer. maybe the one who called the cops.
Lotta dudes here. Your party looked like a hotdog factory.
hahaha... that's hilarious.
like the observer would give a fuck that some local blog had a party.
please.
love on a real train
How much would it hurt to find out that it was really the guys from "D" who called the cops on your party this weekend... and are laughing behind your back every time they go to The Loon and have drinks after work?
Uh oh.
The Observer cares about everything this blog does. Is that a joke? Look at the history: part of a cover story from Sam M., ruined Jonana, Pete F. tries to play Mr. Controversy and fails miserably. Why does every new editor get briefed about these motherfuckers? explain that one.
1226 PM-- These days, the Observer is little more than a local blog, isn't it? And they are obviously obsessed with us.
1219-- Most of the girls couldn't pose for pictures because they were too busy talking to me, ok sweetheart?
sr, i don't think anybody is obsessed with any local music blog.
blogs are just dry erase boards with a disposable medium (music) as its primary subject matter. there is far more important shit going on in the world.
in the end, who really gives a shit? i mean, can anybody here tell me what you guys were writing about last month without having to look it up?
last month they were writing about music, i think.
I just farted.
Just thought I'd share that.
I was at that party, and it was lame. You had the right idea with the 2 kegs, but come on guys, where are the ladies? What kind of scene are you trying to act like an authority on if all you can muster is a bunch of dudes wearing women's pants?
Sorry that you didn't get laid bro, but there were tons of people, men and women, all over the place. Maybe you're just a loser?
1:36
Who are My 78s?
Are they the new Old 97's?
Or are you just old?
i had fun
Maybe you opened a hotdog stand.
There were plenty of ladies
I'm pretty sure my woman pants got me laid after this party.
thx wsjr
i had to take the longest shit today after work but not in inches but in length of time
my stomach even began hurting
whats wrong with me?
The space at Time Bandits really is unique and very awesome. Hope they are able to do stuff in the future. And I hope to see more Ribelle performances. This go around it was more Chelsea Girl than Marble Index, can't wait to see what she has instore for the future.
Fun night all around. I'm going to print out this "review" and put it in my party scrapbook.
gayest. post. ever.
this dry erase board is hillarious. It has dimension yo.
What would you put in YOUR PARTY SCRAPBOOK?
party scrapbook?
a new level of gayness has been achieved.
I just farted again.
have you ever had to sneeze in the middle of taking a piss?
shit hurts.
3:07 sums it up nicely...
everyone complaining and talking shit makes this blog horrible. a very nice blog otherwise, but all the bullshit gets pretty fucking annoying.
"everyone complaining and talking shit" is the main reason most folks come here.
who is playing at Fuel City tonight?
the thing about taking a dump is, once you flush it, it's gone for good.
no puttin' the toothpaste back in the tube.
maybe they shood just change the name of this bloog to We Shit Jr.
i just learned how to let my sneezes out so i don't fart. now i just spit everywhere.
dude, i am obsessed with this blog, i get stoned and read it all the time. shwaaaa
i just pooted.
poot poot...
poot.
poot.
YA U GUYZ SHOULD NAME THIS BLOG WEED POOPOO JR LOL
you don't HAVE to click on the comments section.
I can't find Fuel City.
Where the fuck is it?
your acts and djs sucked fyi.
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