One Weekend Older, so what? Bring on the Party.

For the weekend of June 18-20 I was being worn down from my workweek, recovering from an impromptu couple of drinks and a cute little hangout at the Ole Tex Mex Bar afterwork with my coworkers. But with the appearance of the Friday have to put our dancing shoes on once again and step out into the night. I was looking forward to another Friday Party at Splash with our DJ for the evening Mark Tarbox. My regular bartender was away this weekend so I made friends with the other guys all over again. DJ Mark always likes to keep the dancing fresh so instead of the dancing vocals he went more into the deeper night with high energy grooves like "Let's Do It" by Erik Reyes and "Dance to The Rhythm" by Friburn and Urik. It is always cool to hear new music but when they rap the new tunes around your old ones you feel all fresh and fluffy again. Not that older and wiser doesn't have it's place but nostalgia is the thing this year and until something better comes along I'll take that song and play it. As Pais had an early start with his co-workers and a Brooklyn birthday party he had to retire from the party and I had to save myself up for my long weekend so we danced and swayed until it was around 3am. But the cab ride home was quick and the sleep was uneventful. Until the next day...

Finished off my CD Mixing and mastering for the weekend and happily finished the second part of my two disk set. Nothing like a nice long stretch of great grooves to make the last year seem like only yesterday. Got in some decent Italian Chicken Parmesan and a little spaghetti to keep everything in balance and then a quick change and then we were ready to head out into the night all over again. We left the house around 11:40. Got out of the car around 12:15 and after waiting on line and buying our pre-sell tickets for next week got into the main place at around 12:35. The Roxy was already piling the people in and after my first two Stoli Orange and Red Bull I was into the groove nice and smooth. The theme for DJ Peter Rauhofer for the eve was a Madonnathon and while I did not notice any full on Madonna anthems I heard some great beats and Dance grooves that had the faint overlay of some classic (and new) Madonna lyrics mixed in. I thought the night went over great and after several floor appearances, saying hi to the boys outside, and buying a ridiculous amount of drinks I was happy that we all enjoyed ourselves most fully. We hung out with Steve and Jimmy and laughed and talked and danced, all of the things you're supposed to do at the club. We stayed at the party until around 4:30 and then made our way out and pointed towards the house. another Saturday night all wrapped up and put away.

Sunday arrived and after some nice freshening up and some Domino's Pizza, a quick rest and then out into the city to see the Folsom Street Fair, now in front of The Eagle. We picked up Q on the way in and listened to the second half of my Retro CD Set as soundtrack for the trip. Despite some Holland Tunnel traffic and the usual city driving we arrived easily enough at the street fair that was mercifully in the shade among all of the leather boys, daddies and ladies. We saw a few friends from softball, the usual tourists and club boys in the daytime and wandered into the relative darkness of the bar to pick up some water and soda. Shortly however we had to leave so we bid Q adieu and hopped back into the car and headed off to have dinner with the family. Happy Father's Day and all that comes with. Gave out 2-CDs to a cousin from NJ and then headed back into BK to chill out and watch Six Feet Under on HBO. Another cool episode and another night preparing to step out (for my Birthday, had to do it sometime) and decided to head out to Avalon. Arrived at the place at around 12:05 and was surprised at how empty the second lounge was (maybe it was the Air conditioner on 20 degrees blasting) but I guess that was to keep the kids packed onto the main floor. DJ Alex Lauterstein really picked up the grooves by 1am but the place never really filled up and I felt bad that the summer hits places like Avalon so hard as the tourists go all over. I guess its better when people don't have to go to work the next day.

I stayed until around 3:30 and headed back home a little older and a little happier. I can see the sunset in the mirror image of the sunrise and I know that I won't be a party boy forever. But with the summer rolling in full blast I know I will not get over it all that soon. And as long as there is good music I will have to find my space and get out there and dance. Until next week, when all the boys come to NYC and show off their happiness and Pride. Keep it moving...