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rigel_p. Shiny!
As I've said many times, I've been intensely miffed that I missed Mark Farina when he was in town back in August. He spun at Trinity last night, though, and I even worked out a deal with Her Nibs to stay an hour later than usual.
I'd been told that Trinity is a pretty space full of pretty people, and it's true. It was reassuring, though, to find gen-u-ine gay guys engaging in PDA. No attitudinal difficulties to report. (I was too chicken to try the bathroom.) I got a fair number of surprised looks, and only one person checked out my corset, which is the reverse of what usually happens at techno shows. On three separate occasions I got asked, "Are you having a good time?" One guy even shook my hand when I said I was.
Balconies above bars: good for cleavage observation. Balconies across from stairs: good for checking out clothes & boots. Yes, Trinity is a delightful space architecturally, but their drinks are expensive enough that not even the Wendling could get drunk for $20. Happily, I saw no evidence that illegal drugs were taking up the slack.
I wonder if there will ever come a time when I don't look at women dancing and think, 'So that's how you do it.'
You know people are into the music when they're dancing on the balcony and in back rooms. Many empty chairs. Speaking of into the music, Om Records had a table of CDs. I already own five of the seven titles they had there. It is to laugh.
The man himself took the stage at about 1:00. I'd describe his sound as less-is-more meets jazz, and he did play some of that, but he had some surprises, too. I might have found it groovier if I hadn't been tired by then, but it definitely had me bopping. (I'm glad I was bare-legged; I was toasty in my velvet.) Farina is short, with a receding hairline and glasses. Watching him bounce, spin, and twiddle knobs like a fiend, I got the funny feeling that he's One of Us -- a geek with something to geek about. I went home happy.
rigel_p. Shiny!As I've said many times, I've been intensely miffed that I missed Mark Farina when he was in town back in August. He spun at Trinity last night, though, and I even worked out a deal with Her Nibs to stay an hour later than usual.
I'd been told that Trinity is a pretty space full of pretty people, and it's true. It was reassuring, though, to find gen-u-ine gay guys engaging in PDA. No attitudinal difficulties to report. (I was too chicken to try the bathroom.) I got a fair number of surprised looks, and only one person checked out my corset, which is the reverse of what usually happens at techno shows. On three separate occasions I got asked, "Are you having a good time?" One guy even shook my hand when I said I was.
Balconies above bars: good for cleavage observation. Balconies across from stairs: good for checking out clothes & boots. Yes, Trinity is a delightful space architecturally, but their drinks are expensive enough that not even the Wendling could get drunk for $20. Happily, I saw no evidence that illegal drugs were taking up the slack.
I wonder if there will ever come a time when I don't look at women dancing and think, 'So that's how you do it.'
You know people are into the music when they're dancing on the balcony and in back rooms. Many empty chairs. Speaking of into the music, Om Records had a table of CDs. I already own five of the seven titles they had there. It is to laugh.
The man himself took the stage at about 1:00. I'd describe his sound as less-is-more meets jazz, and he did play some of that, but he had some surprises, too. I might have found it groovier if I hadn't been tired by then, but it definitely had me bopping. (I'm glad I was bare-legged; I was toasty in my velvet.) Farina is short, with a receding hairline and glasses. Watching him bounce, spin, and twiddle knobs like a fiend, I got the funny feeling that he's One of Us -- a geek with something to geek about. I went home happy.
