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my worst party was kiss 03'--
i didnt like this party for several reasons: -all the rooms had tribal ie. trance/house AND breaks-it was all tribal all night, supposebly after i left though it got bumpin but.....(but im not too much a fan of tribal) -was in a bad mood from the get go -only came with my "now" ex girl-so wasnt too fun just us! -didnt pop- thank god for that! -didnt like the vibe!! although the 1 advantage is that i got my g/f and i in for free cuz i was workin at hipnotik at the time-if i had to pay for that party i wouldnt have been very happy!--no offence to AGRO-but you cant injoy em all! |
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[E]volution (New Years 2003)
Doom is still pissed about that party... Not being told about last minute venue switching, dealing with wacky russians all night, working the door for most of the night for some bizzare reason, not getting paid for sound work, and the whole fiasco with getting a ride home for Doom's gear, the was just fucking fantastic... oh and except for two of the sets, the music for most of the night sucked ass. yeah, big ol' suck fest. |
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well this was like my worst party experience..
Two halloweens ago, when i still lived in ottawa, me and two friends found a Gabber party happening in Mtl. The headliner of this party just happend to be germanies own Neophite DJ, and band. No doubt some phat Gabber action was instore. SO we purchase the 75$ bus package tickets and board our small, cramped, smells of child puke, school bus to le Mtl. Six Fucking housr later we finnally arrive in Mtl (for those unfamilliar with the east coast, that drive sould take slight less than 2hrs moving at a good speed). We pull up to the venue 3hrs after the party was supposed to start. But whats this a huge line still exists in front of the door. We wait in the bus for 10..... 15...... 20..... 30minutes, finnally the caged ravers start to get rowdy, maby it was the the ravers getting rowdy or perhaps the smell of pot coming from the back of the bus, but a cop steps on the front. He procedes to tell our bus head something then steps off again. Our bus head then delivers the new that the party has been cancled due to an unsafe venue. As he said that the large fancy strech limo carying the nights headliner pulls past our bus, leaves the parking lot, and returns to the high way. PLUR died that night Our bus head then tells us we have two choices: we could go home, or we could go to some other "house"(i give it quotations because no good house music is ever played in Mtl)party called GLOOM. our entire bus voted to go home, we had ppl offering to set up tables in houses for some nice little house parties and everthing, BUT because the other bus wanted to go to the party we had to go. We approched the "party" which turned out to be a bunch of glorified clubbers in the basement of a rec center. I even recall seeing some of the ppl at that party on bouge (the french EC). We found a quite corner of the most annoying party in the world, and proceded to put our selvesd into drug induced comas. We did however have many interesting ppl to stare and laugh/leer at. Like the shirtless roid fiend with the set of bongos he was playing horribly out of time with the music. Or the 300 ppl with whistles... thats right they were giving them away at the door. PLUR was killed, strung up by its toe nails, drawn and quartered and left out for the carrion to feast on. I could go on to say how every DJ and the sound tech were the wort id ever seen, but i think you get the picture. BUT ... I m *twitch* not bitter... *twitch**twitch* |
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That New Years blew the fucking cock big time! Ryan spinning for 4 hours... no other DJs... me chasing around the promoters that were fighting with one another and trying to suggest maybe they should CALL their DJs... me in turn calling said DJs to get um down there. The scary scary Russians... boo to the Russians. Trying to keep a couple people apart so a fight didn't fucking break out... consoling friends... dealin with an angry boy... leaving at 12.01 to get the FUCK out of there. Ugh... thanx for reminding me what a horrid night that was Doomy. |
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there were many mud men that nite :P i remember one dude was so fuckered he was rolling around in the shit and in the morning when he came down he was just sitting there on the ground with this "WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO?!?!?" look on his face. i asked if i could take a picture of him and he said no but i did anyway. |
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The irony was that 2nasty was seriously one of the best parties I've been to. I know people who would agree. Despite the rain, I still had a ton of fun, and stuff like that normally makes me cranky. |
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haha that weirdo told my friend he smoked 'ginseng' and yeah, that's puzzled me to this day. haha |
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and venita ;) AGREED. |
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I had forgotten that one too. Yuck. Stupid fuckin ex and his crew of wannabe hardcore rapist sicko creeps ruined it for me. The vibe in that place was YIKES. However...the Korean isn't necessarily that bad. I had a decent time at the first Jungle Breakdown. Although that is where I met said ex. hm. maybe it is just a sketch hole. |
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