Wednesday, December 21, 2016

spin kaliki grin

Closing out the year of 2003 was a bit more work than originally thought.  The number of events were equitable to July, and a standard for the coming year.

It all started harmlessly enough at a neighborhood spot, with a new event for those in the northland called Northern Soul.  It was just a few blocks from home, so definitely an advantage, especially since it snowed just as we were leaving.

It was an omen for the rest of the month in KC, where cold and bitter weather found its way into nearly every weekend.  We managed to stay warm enough though, dancing our way through the month, until the last beat dropped well into the New Year.

A few others and I gathered for another showing at Undaground Illastrations the next night.  This little even was really beginning to gain some traction, in spite of its distance from the regular First Friday.  An indoor art showing, with cocktails, was much more preferable to wandering the Crossroads.

We headed over to the Empire Room with Pete Bones the next night, for a little pre-party for his CD release party scheduled for Kabal later that night.  We got to the latter event a little early and were treated to an unexpected bonus of a little modeling thing form Boom Bombshells.

I was right back again at the Empire on Sunday night.  The owners had offered up their place to host our 2nd Anniversary party.  There had not been one for the first anniversary of the first photos for the site.  I was not entirely sure at that time that there would be a second.

Initially, it was only going to be a year-long project, but things were just beginning to take shape, and with new equipment and fantastic support, it was hard to just stop everything.  I really appreciated support from everyone during the past couple of years though, and wanted to give a little back with a free event featuring a great lineup of local talent.  It turned out to be a really fun little event, with a great showing.

After a few days away, I found my way down to Davey’s to compare and contrast the second round of The United Tour.  The previous rendition of this particular event had been held at the Uptown Theater, to a nearly packed house of more than a thousand folks.  That massive show left my ears ringing for days.  This was not entirely different.  It was a packed house, but the venue was much smaller, and the show, equally intense.  They probably could have easily filled the Uptown again.  Folks were waiting outside, and it quickly became a “one in, one out” situation.

My ears finally stopped ringing by the time the weekend arrived, and I hit the road for a couple of raves going on in different spots.  The first was out in Lawrence, on what was probably the coldest night of the year.  The place did not have any heat, but there were some propane heaters inside keeping things relatively comfortable.  I am not so sure it was the safest idea in the world, but it worked out ok.

The next night, I ran off for slightly warmer weather down in Springfield.  If I recall that thing was in a strip mall or something.  I cannot seem to remember the exact location, so if anyone knows, hit me up so I can correct it on the map.  It was a ton of fun, and Kandice tagged along, making the trip a bit more endurable, especially with our little cranberry addition.

Passing back through on Sunday, I dropped by Porters for a new weekly, and then over to the new Club One51 on Monday.  I was looking forward to the next event for site, to be held there the following month.  It was perfect in size, lights, sound, and color.  The show was going to be fantastic.  It is too bad the owner was wishy-washy and ruined it.  It all worked out, and better, but more on that later.

I stepped away for the week, as Christmas obligations loomed, as they did for everyone else. Things were going on sporadically, but I just did not have the time for it.  I managed to make it over to out on Friday for a little party hosted by Boom Mod Group.  Kandice tagged along again for this little Christmas masquerade, but we must have arrived entirely too early.

We were a couple among two or three others, and quickly became bored with the situation, so decided to head down to The Point and give things a chance to get going.  We had a little too much fun there though, and never made it back, so I have no idea how or if it ever turned out.

The next night was as much fun, if not more, at one of the best spots for a little pre-Christmas festivities at ATMs.  Mele Kaliki Mellee celebrated the season like none other had before, or probably will again.  A solid lineup of local House music kept folks in the groove all night long and well into the morning.  Only one other house party matched the pace, a few days after Christmas in Midtown.

Between those two, while out roaming and taking care of holiday errands, I stopped in for brief intermission that included stop by Manic Mondays and Turntable Tuesdays out at Mike’s Tavern.  They reflected much of the trend in events too close to the holidays.  Those that had nothing else to do made it out, but most folks were just too busy.

I needed a small break after the Christmas melee, and before rushing into the chaos of the New Year, so ran off to my hiding place at the Lake of the Ozarks for a few days.  While there, I stopped in at a little place in Warsaw, caught a few tunes from a local band, and decided to snap a few photos.  The band was fun, playing mostly covers, and a few originals, and everyone seemed to enjoy them well enough.

The final week of the year blasted off to a relatively full house at Davey’s again for Submission.  It was not quite as packed as it had been for the second part of The United Tour, but every bit as fun.  I really took a liking to this little event.  It was so big city for this little town in the Midwest, and I remain surprised that it continued for so long without some do-gooder complaining, or the moral authority putting the clamps on it.

A couple of days of relaxation and planning set things perfectly for the New Year outings.  A couple of folks helped make things happen.  Kourtney offered to cover the New Year event at newly opened Chakra.  It looked as if she had a great time, and I was so glad she was willing to take that on.  As well, Joe got a new camera for Christmas and was itching to finally contribute, and took on the first half of Spin n Grin 2.  I was already committed to Frisky down at Kabal, and a wild night with the Lawnchair Generals, but as soon as that was over, I and many others made the trek out to Independence to rave in the New Year raving properly.  It was the best New Year coverage of electronic music Kansas City had seen, or likely will; well, the set from 2004 might top it.  We shall see.

Until then, view events from December 2003 ... and keep spinnin' n grinnin'!

Thursday, November 17, 2016

art groove prophecy

As winter began to grab hold of the city, events continued to ramp up, back in November 2003. Folks wanted to be out, not stuck in the house!  It would only escalate throughout season, and that was not necessarily a bad thing.

The month kicked off with a dirty little affair featuring Jungle music and Art, but ended up getting busted up by KC's finest.  I don't think anyone got arrested, but there were a few tense moments, and everyone kind of laughed about it later.

The Original Low Riders came to town a few days later, featuring most of the members of the band previously known as War.  It really was quite a bit of fun, and a decidedly different crowd.  Everyone was up out of their seats dancing.

I made of couple of unique stops too.  The Place was starting to host a few events, for the spiritually-minded.  A little spot down in Westport called the Main Street Cafe held a fundraiser too, that they asked me to stop in on.

A few days after that, it was back down to Davey's for Evolution, and then a couple days later out to Topeka to catch up with 666 ZipCode Town Rekkids and Breakbotix.  It was an interesting diversion, and the trio played their usual outstanding set. Unfortunately, week nights in Topeka were not much better than in Kansas City.

XO Club came up on the radar a couple of times during the month.  The owner was getting more comfortable with the harmless publicity we offered, and I think making a little bit of an effort to keep up with Kabal.  Terry Mullan played a fantastic set to a relatively full house, and Thanksgiving night, Syde-Sho lit the place up with a solid lineup of locals.

The club was beginning to struggle just a little bit against Kabal though, who was really starting to bring in quite a few solid headliners, thanks to DeepFix Records.  Hosting  their first anniversary with the basement open, John Selway made another appearance and turned the place inside out.

In a odd turn events, RJ Bass fired up a new night in my neck of the woods.  He found his way into a funky little spot called The Groove to kick off a regular weekly event.  It was a fun time, a good dance floor, and the night had a lot of potential.  It was going to be tough though. The 'Burbs are an even tougher audience than the inner city.

Of course, I dropped back by on the monthly Submission too.  It was was becoming a little hit-and-miss.  This month turned out really good though, and folks were actually up off the wall dancing.  It was a good change of pace.

The Rave made a couple of random appearances during the month, two of which were a lot of fun. Prophecy and Space Banger turned out a lot of folks, and everyone seemed to have a really great time.  The third edition of Videodrome didn't do so well though.  The host, VJ Ones didn't really care if it did or not, and it was somewhat apparent.

until the next round is ready... keep groovin

Tuesday, November 01, 2016

zombie halloween

But is it really?  Crawling out of their graves, the dead put on their boogie shoes and got on the dance floor to party like it was 1979!

Local disco cover band Boogie Wonderland brought the stars of the era back to life, keeping the dance floor full all night long.  Zombies, Cheerleaders and Ghostbuster were getting down in the aisles, and out in the playground at Knuckleheads, during a warm night to remember in the east bottoms of KC.

Having caught their act a month or so ago at Depot # 9, and really digging the show, we were determined to get back out there and see if what we had originally experienced was only fluke.  It was not.  They brought all the energy of the last show we saw, and then some.

We could not have asked for a better evening either.  Having been in the 80s F earlier in the day, and with the warmth lingered throughout the night, everyone got a bit more involved with dressing for the occasion.  Indeed, I think everyone was in costume.

The show really should have probably been out in the garage though, instead of on the old indoor stage.  They did setup sound in the adjacent playground stage out back, along with live video of the band performing.  

It did help ease the tension on the main dance floor; that is, except for those that wanted to be in with the party.  Others did not seem to care at all, since it gave them more space to dance, in cool air, under a night sky.

The Bee Gees, Chic, Gloria Gaynor, Earth Wind and Fire, the Commodores, Chic, Abba, Peaches & Herb all came back to life, one awesome track after another. The band sustained their stage presence in spite of the heat and the cramped quarters, and did not miss a beat. 

The night was more fun than we had been involved with at a Kansas City dance event in a very long time, and we look forward to doing it again!  These folks have a few gigs around town coming up, and it is every bit worth the experience to catch this act.

but you can add yours to the mix

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

impur phreakz renaissance

Another round of diverse events filled October 2003, with a bit more artistic leanings.  It started off with a stop by a local gallery in the West Bottoms, for a show featuring art work from several local graffiti artists, and after finishing up there it was back to the loft space in the same area for another "I" rehearsal.  They were quite a collaboration.  I have to wonder what became of these guys. I know the girlfriend of one of them ended up out in California, pursing theater, but that is about it.

The next day I got up early and headed down the street for a little local festival parade that the kids were appearing in, then it was another late night down at Kabal for some Frisky fun with local legend DJ Pat Nice.

Rinse and repeat, for another early morning and a full day out at the Renaissance Festival.  One of the kids was an actor during the season.  It was quite a bit of fun, and we mused over all there was to offer from beginning to end, then down to the Beach Club for a little DJ Battle I found out about at the last minute.  It was really kind of a charade, if I recall correctly.  There was no scoring, just whomever got the loudest cheers.  Seemed a little silly to me, so I vowed to do it up right the next chance I got.

The following weekend I chilled.  Part of that was out at a bonfire somewhere near Leavenworth, but it was chill.  It was a Burning Man Re-Incarnate sort of thing. Djembe Kahn was there for the drum circle, and 666 Records topped off the night some solid PsyTrance.  Meanwhile, Kourtney went a raving somewhere near St Joseph and brought back a collection of photos from what appeared to be a rather interesting experience.

I dropped in Evolution a couple of times, but attendance was relatively flat. The same was true for a new Thursday night at Segafredo with Steve Thorell.  That one showed a little more promise, but then again Davey's was always kind of a hit-and-miss on Monday nights.  They were, and probably still are, a terrible night for events in Kansas City.

Another new weekly popped up mid-Month at Kabal, Ritmo promised to serve up some of the best DnB/Jungle on a regular basis.  There was a good showing of support, but not a lot otherwise.  I am not sure how long that event ran, but I do have a couple of more related sets of photos.

Along with several other artists, my photos made an appearance at a showing at Kabal the next night. It was quite a bit of fun for everyone involved, but a little nervy the way some of the folks were leaning all over everything.  We were supposed to leave stuff up for a week or something like that, but I think most of us removed our stuff after that night.

A huge vaudeville/burlesque style show exploded at The Palladium a few nights later, with all sorts of crazy and bizarre acts.  Fire spinning, glass walking, bug eating, midget wrestling and an array of other presentations kept folks enthralled throughout the night to a diverse mix of local music.  Kourtney was a huge help in covering that event.

Later in the month, I stopped in for a quick birthday wish to DJ AmJanda, while Kourtney bounced out to St Louis for Booty Halloween.  It looked as though she had a blast, and probably more fun than anyone back home.

That same night in Kansas City, I dropped in on a party VJ Ones threw down at that dirty little place on Guinotte.  The music was good, and quite a few came out in support, but poor promotion ensured the night would fall somewhat flat.  We all had a great time though, and it was the perfect warm-up for what was left in the month.

In a more corporate sort of way, Smirnoff thought they might jump in on the scene by hosting a little private at XO Club to celebrate their recent release of flavored Vodka!  There is every flavor imaginable these days, but all those years ago, it was a hot new thing.  Hard to believe, right?  It was an interesting night of performers and artists, and of course Vodka.  Nobody was in any condition to leave that night and lacking Uber, the streets were probably the safest place to be.

The highlight of the month, and the party everyone had been waiting for, landed Halloween night at a relatively new space down in the West Bottoms.  Inhibitions were lost, and musical nirvana attained in the costumed fray that was Phreakz! II.  It was not quite the insane event the original had been, but no less fun.  The sequel is never quite as good as the original anyway.

Until the next round is ready... keep the fire burning!

Saturday, October 08, 2016

cleburne county ozark trail festival 2016

It was a pleasant surprise to find the Ozark Trail festival downtown today.  When we last looked to see what was going on in the area, nothing came up. We must have just missed this.  While much smaller than the annual Springfest, it filled a few hours of our Saturday afternoon nicely on a perfect fall afternoon in North Central Arkansas.

We got a late start after dealing with a few chores around the house, and did not make it down until about 1 pm.  We headed straight for the car show, since it was to end at 2 pm.  There were not a huge amount of cars, but some of the old standbys were there, as well as few I had never seen before.

After getting our fill of perfect paint jobs and glistening chrome, we made our way back down to Spring Park to see what there was to see there.  The arts and crafts were slim and surprisingly in this election year, no political booths to be found anywhere!

Maybe we just missed it, but the closest thing we discovered was the Republican Women’s Book Club.  They were simply selling gently used books, and not looking to purchase any votes at all.  It was refreshing.

We paused for a moment at the small stone half-dome stage to listen in on a little bluegrass, and capture some video.  The trio playing was good, and could have held our attention for hours, but there was more to see and they were taking a break.

Spending a bit more time wandering through the booths, we could not find anything we could not live without, so made our way back to the car, and on to other experiences. 

It was fun little diversion. Aside from the video, I only took a few photos of the festival part. Most of the photos are from the beautiful hot rods lounging on the courthouse lawn; otherwise, enjoy this little one minute clip of the bluegrass trio.

Saturday, October 01, 2016

gladfest 2016

It has been quite a while since we dropped in on the local Gladfest fall festival.  Over the years, it seemed to lose its luster, and became little more than a sideshow of political nonsense, sprinkled over a carnival atmosphere.

Things change though, and we thought it might be worth a look. Another couple invited us to tag along with them though, so we went up for a look around.

They had been at the parade earlier in the day and echoed many of the same sentiments others had throughout the day, further validating our reasons for not attending the affair.

The previously fun-filled parade of school bands, dance clubs, local businesses, and charitable organizations showing off their float-making abilities had been replaced with an overabundance of waving politicians.  That is really the last thing in the world we cared to see on a Saturday morning, so we abstained.

As well, the festival portion promised rides, games, and a wide selection of various arts and crafts. The latter, a little hard to find though, as prime real estate positions on the grounds had been thrown away on the larger commercial vendors.  It took a bit of searching around to locate any art.

Wandering through the melee, we were accosted by some of these commercial types trying their best to give away a chance to get on their calling list.

One argued with me, that I was missing the deal of the century with my ongoing water supply.  Long-term free, it was not, I am quite sure of that.

We survived the onslaught though and made our way to the Linden Square stage. Some relative young folks were stirring things up with some popular tunes, and doing a pretty good job of it.

The folks on the lawn seemed to be enjoying it well enough.  A few folks were dancing, along with a a lot of the kids, while several from the older generation sat looking stunned.

Making our way through, obtaining a malted beverage along the way, we finally found the arts and crafts tents tucked out of the way in an inconspicuous location.  It was as if they did not want to be found, likely since there were not many true arts or crafts within.

I did note one visual artist, smashed and sandwiched between a couple other booths selling manufactured trinkets.  It was near impossible to view any of his work in the tiny space afforded, and he looked discouraged and frightened, hiding in the corner behind his works. They were quite good actually, but nobody would have noticed the way things were arranged.

Passing through the carnival games and rides, we declined the opportunity to put our lives and our lunch at risk, and quickly found ourselves back in the primary commercial drag.  I was accosted yet again, this time by folks trying to bury in me in bibles, suggesting I hand them out to all of my friends.  I politely declined, and escaped before they could stuff them in my pockets.

We exited the affair, having only been in the mix for about 30 minutes.  It was ok, but not a grand time.  It used to be, and there used to be a variety of things to see and do; especially local artists.  I guess things just change that way, leaving only politicians, commercial enterprise, self-help gangs, and community organizers to amuse us.

Friday, September 23, 2016

drive-by truckers sun volt

Initially bowing out, but then later caving under pressure, I ended up at the Crossroads for another show. I really had nothing better to do, but am generally persistent in my quest not paying unnecessarily large sums of money for shows in which I am not extremely well acquainted with the work of the artist. I usually regret it.

The price tag to see the Drive-By Truckers along with Son Volt seemed like it might be one of those situations.  I had not heard anything recent from either in years.  In fact, I think it was the 1990s when I had last heard anything, and could not recall whether I really even cared for it or not.

I did end up going anyway, and really enjoyed the performances by both bands, as well as recalling a few of their tunes.  It has been a long time indeed.  Son Volt played quite an extended set and while they were good, but a bit slow mode for a Friday night, and I think everyone was anxious for the headliner.

The Drive-By Truckers took the stage and delivered a long, non-stop set featuring 28 tunes from their collection, including some from their yet unreleased “American Band” CD.

Everyone seemed to enjoy the performance, but many like our little group, left before it was over.  The extended set from the opening band, and the Truckers extensive set, along with the general make-up of the venue caused many folks to cut out early.

It is likely folks left early because standing and maintaining balance on wood chips for five or six hours can be challenging, and a little exhausting.  It was our cause for leaving early.  You can dig yourself out a little spot, but then you are restricted in movement.  Our little group discussed this at length.  They should rent out lawn chairs and lawn loungers.  They could easily make enough to replace any damaged and still make a profit.

This remains one of my more favorite open-air venues in Kansas City.  The stage setup and grounds positioned well for day or night shows, and the ground slopes away just enough to ensure good viewing from just about any spot in the place.  Folks can generally move about freely and take in any performance from just about any angle.

However, the venue is starting to run down a little.  You can only party in your backyard for so long before it starts to look (and smell) a little funky.  It is not just that though.  There are a couple of things that are a bit silly, and contribute to my feelings about the excessive cost of many of the shows at this venue.

The latest annoyance on the list, water bottle caps.  On this visit, I discovered the venue does not permit anyone to keep the cap on their water bottle.  Several asked to keep this harmless item, but the attendant dutifully sneered that “policy” required they keep them.

Apparently, his personal policy is to also keep my change and tip himself.  As a quick reminder to that little joker, I tip you.  You do not tip yourself.  That policy of yours will cause you to lose your tip every time and on any future visits.

What the hell is that water bottle cap thing all about though?  The venue has policy to take the cap off a new bottle of water and throw it in the trash to save the consumer from what exactly.  What are we addressing with this policy?  I suspect, only the ability to conserve water and associated costs with the same.  There can be no good logical reason for this policy.

The only upside is the cost of $2 per bottle, which is definitely more reasonable than other beverage prices.  Indeed, it is much more realistic than any other venue I have been to in the City, where the price of a bottle of water is often as much as a soda or beer.

Saturday, September 17, 2016

dinner with phoenix tim

We dropped in on The Phoenix for a late dinner and were pleasantly surprised to find a little live Jazz happening inside.

While it was not quite as crowded as it usually is, we decided to camp out on the sidewalk.  It was a beautiful evening out, and we were more interested in conversation.  The music was a background bonus.

Tim Whitmer and his band KC Express played straight through for the nearly 2 hours we were there, cranking out some solid Jazz for the patrons inside.  They were really enjoying it too, from what I noticed the one time I stepped inside.

He has been playing at the Phoenix since the day it opened.  His award winning group KC Express consists of some of the town's premier musicians including Tom DeMasters, Rick Huyett and Ray DeMarchi.  Additionally, every week he hosts the vocal talent of Millie Edwards, Lori Tucker, or a special guest.

If you ever need a place to kick back and enjoy dinner and Jazz, this is the place!  We only took the couple of photos shown here, and did not shoot any video.  Our position was not exactly conducive to that sort of activity.    There are plenty of opportunities for that another time.  The Phoenix regularly hosts some of the finest local Jazz in the city, along with Open Mic nights, and Open Jams.

Thursday, September 15, 2016

septemplur grooves

The summer of 2003 was coming to a close quickly, but that did not slow the pace any.  There were a lot of different things going on, and I was determined to diversify things just a bit.  I think I accomplished that, while at the same time hitting all the usual high points that were becoming increasingly significant in the Kansas City dance scene.

Kicking off the month of September back in 2003, Industrial Area hosted a little CD Release Party for the Clan of Xymox, featuring The Jesus Complex, Biocarbon 13 along with local support from their group down at Davey’s. It was fun, but turnout was low, as with many events that month.  Perhaps there was too much going on?

I tripped out to Lawrence a few days after that for Heather B’s birthday at the Paradise CafĂ©, a low key event really, promising much the same vibe as the Cup down on Delaware.  I am not sure if they ever pulled it off, as I never really made it back out there.  Things just got too busy.

A couple of days after that, I stumbled on a little House party out South.  Looking back on the photos you would think I knew just about everyone there, but that was not exactly the case, though they seemed to know me well enough.  It was no matter either way.  Most of us didn’t know who we were by the end of the night.

Intending to take the night off, the temptation to follow-up on an invitation to the West Bottoms led me to Chop Shop 7.  It really was a blast.  Walking into the room there were about 6 DJs seemingly playing off of each other all at once.  Indeed, it almost had a bit of a family vibe, so I rang up Sher to come check it out and bring the munchkin too, since others were there.  They had a great time, and her another girl about the same age are still friends to this day.

The break I was looking for came along, but I was back on the streets for a brief visit to the Cup to check out DJ Eclypz.  It was really strange to stumble across his photo just about the time I got the news of his passing recently.

I really hate to hear about people leaving us, and according to some folks, there have been more than I am even close to aware of.  Slow down guys.  There is a long ride ahead.

The same night as my short visit to the Cup, I dropped in on Kabal for Infamous Peoples.  I was really surprised to find a relatively full house too, B.Boys and B.Girls representing, and using what space was available for as long it was.

Back down for Frisky the next night, Raoul Belmans all the way from Belgium stirred up a fun night that kept folks dancing to the last beat.  The same was very much true for several other events at Kabal.  The place was on a roll, and was not letting up.  Astro & Glyde turned the place inside out that Saturday, and the Lawnchair Generals and the Eastcoast Boogiemen hosted a very special tag-team 4-deck set.  It was hot.  It was sweaty, but nobody seemed to ever care.

I only caught the end of another little show down at Loose Park, but it turned out rather amusing, and an interesting distraction for a Sunday night.  How often does that happen?  In these types, it seemed to be happening more often than not though.

Wednesday the same found me down at Hurricane for Guerilla Theory, featuring Bizar out from DC.  There was not a huge attendance, but the bridal party that came wandering through provided their own little show for a bit.

CROMA, a relatively new group on the scene threw a little party the following day, featuring Jeffery Zion.  It had its own little twist, leaning towards a more spiritual aspect, and opening the door for the much younger crowd.  They made an appearance too, and seemed to really enjoy themselves and the music.

Later than night, I somehow ended up back in the west bottoms.  Somebody from the CROMA group was headed down there, I think.  They knew of a band having rehearsal and insisted that I come check it out.

We got there a bit late though, and only caught the end of their practice session, but the party went on with several other DJs along with members of Djembe Kahn pumping out some music into the morning hours.  It was the first of several excursions to this spot to catch up with the band "I" and their weekly practice, and the little after party that followed.

I took a break for a couple of days after that, and then it was back downtown for Robin’s birthday celebration aka the Libra Soiree aka Industry Mixer.  Again up on John’s Big Deck, it was a fantastic time.  There really is no better place than rooftop for a downtown party.

On the opposite end of things, I found myself in the basement of Mi Cocina on the Plaza a few days later for another birthday party for Darian?  or Darius?

I don't really recall, so if you know him, leave a comment so I can fix the title.   It was fun, but got a little hot, so I really didn't stay long.  On top of that I broke my UV filter, so my lens was very exposed for most of the night.

I got that fixed quickly though and headed down to Afterhours the next night. I am still puzzled over what this party was an afterhours for.  Maybe I just missed the event somewhere along the way, but I don’t think I was the only one.  Not many showed up.

The event many had been waiting for finally arrived the next day; at least for most of those in the southeast part of the state.  Dance til ya Plur lit up an IAFF hall down in Springfield, drawing kids from all over the state in their finest kandi.  It was hot, the music was hardcore (happy, that is), and the party full tilt until the early morning hours.

After that experience, I had to break away to the lake for a couple of days, but found my way back to Kansas City in time for the anniversary party for Submission. Ironically, as had been the case for a lot of events this month, it had a bit of a low turnout too, but a good performance all the same.

view more photos from September 2003

Until next time... Dance til ya Plur!