NO TEXTING ON THE DANCEFLOOR!

Somebody's gotta re-make Midnight Star's "No Parking On The Dancefloor" with a modern version - "NO TEXTING ON THE DANCEFLOOR!" Seriously, how many times have you gone a party and seen all these wallflowers chillin' and texting. You can be spinning the most bad-ass jam and the biggest response you can get is people looking up from their phones and going, "That's my jam!" before going quickly back to perfecting their wpm with their thumbs. Talk about lame. When most of our parents were young and going out to clubs, they were drinking, doing stimulants, screaming their heads off, sporting fashion that we can only try to "bring back," and most of all...they were dancing. I know if my old skool NY neighbors who partied at the house clubs in the 80's saw this generation's parties, they would think we're pathetic. Going home before 4, talking to only people that you know, and texting in the club can all be filed under BORING. If you can't out-party your parents, what does that say about us? Just food for thought the next time you see that certain guy or girl busting out her phone in the middle of the jam. Real sexy right?

Also, if you care at all about art or have watched the Vice Guide To Travel, you've probably heard of my friend Dave Choe. Last night I went to his house to chill and eat BBQ, when I got to meet the esteemed BK photographer Boogie. Dude is one of the most daring photographers in the biz and was just real nice to meet him in person. They were talking about a big art show(going on as I type this) on Houston and Bowery. It's a collection of some of the hottest new artists right now(check the flyer) and I heard the opening night RSVP just reached 1000 people. Make it down there if you can. I heard there's a possibility it might get shut down early due to a very controversial piece in the front. It's by an royal portrait painter from Europe who's hired two hot assistants in his studio to cut and assort the dicks and pussies out from over 15,000 porno mags, which he 's used to construct a royal portrait of our one and only Georg Bush. Should be quite a show.

Lastly, I know I don't really post too many parties on here, but truth is Snack & I have been holding down a party every friday at East River Bar in Willaimsburg since December. We roll deep in an 8 DJ crew who are all extreme vinyl heads in the disco, boogie, funk, soul, house, UK Garage, world and it's been nothing but good times. They replaced some speakers and we rock all vinyl sets until the early morn. This week, Snack, myself, Frantz from Greenpoint's legendary digspot The Thing and Paul Choe(aka Ponk the Boogie Murderer) do it again and would like to officially invite all of you. Bring a friend and your dancing shoes.