The music, people and stupid moments that make up the nightlife
"Somebody just asked me if I was the guitarist for the band," Carlos said to me last night.
"Oh, yeah, I saw someone micing up the keyboards earlier and I thought it was you, but the military jacket was more flared than yours."
My boyfriend, Carlos, has a host of dopplegangers, which I suppose means that there is a word other than doppleganger that should be used. Regardless, he always says Steve Buscemi and Don Knotts. I always say John Cryer (in fact, it might have been my
Pretty in Pink fascination that drew me to him years ago in the first place, even though he doesn't wear creepers or hats). Then there was this girl who used to hang out at Transmission. Now we can add guitarist from the Poppies to the list as well.
The Poppies are more on the British/1960s tip, sometimes more shoegaze, sometimes more like the Standells. I like them best when they are doing the shoegaze thing.
Despite the nature of the band, the crowd was more inclined to dance to 1980s music last night. The party got started when Anthony played the Flirts and this big crowd of girls who looked as though they were just old enough to sneak into Florentine Gardens and Fantasia in the late-1980s ran out to the floor, mouthing every word to "Danger." I think that set the mood for the night.
Here is the set:
Nu Shooz-- I Can't Wait
Royksopp-- Eple
INXS-- Mediate
Daft Punk-- Da Funk
Queen-- Another One Bites the Dust
Annie-- Me Plus One (Rapture/Hush Hush Mix)
Depeche Mode-- Precious (Michael Mayer Balaeric Mix)
The Fat Heads-- Calling All Clubs*
Sylvester-- You Make Me Feel
Bronski Beat and Marc Almond-- I Feel Love
The Rapture-- House of Jealous Lovers
Pet Shop Boys-- It's a Sin (Disco Mix)
Duran Duran-- Planet Earth
* This is the really odd 12" that Carlos found at JDC a few weeks ago that is like a cover/remix of "Blue Monday" with some Kraftwerk in at the beginning.