Monday, February 15, 2010

Oh what a night…

So, after work on Friday I was feeling the need to get out of my skin. I called up my buddy Alex and decided to head out for a night on the town. Alex’s upstairs neighbor, Justin, decided to join in the fun…little did he know.

First stop, Babeville. Michael Meldrum was playing along with LOR and supposedly Joe for the Chocolate Revolution. Both acts were great, but I could tell the boys were getting antsy so we made a plan to sneak out early and go Salsa dancing at the Nickel City Co-op.

We arrive at the co-op 15 minutes early but see people inside doing some sort of stretching so we decide to try our luck. We landed ourselves right in the middle of a Capoeira lesson! Having never heard of this Afro/Brazilian art form, I decided to sit out for a bit and get a feel for it. After the first mini-lesson I was ready to jump in. The pain in my quads lasted the entire weekend! It takes an extreme amount of muscle and balance to really perform it well! I did the best I could for a first timer in tight jeans.

Soon the Salsa lessons started. I, however, was dragged into the adjacent room because I had not yet sparred to the tune of the berimbaum! Alex and Justin went on with their night Salsa-ing as I was made to slap a tambourine and surely embarrass myself in my impromptu sparring! When I was freed I found that both my pals had ladies of their own to Salsa with. I didn’t much feel like dancing after that intense lesson anyways. Joe texted me that he was leaving his gig. He had been double booked that night so he never made it to Babeville. He tells me to meet him down at Neitzches for a drink and being a mere block away, I oblige.

I get to Neitzches and have to pay yet ANOTHER cover! I was a bit irritated because I had to already shell out $10 for Chocolate Revolution, but the bouncer wasn’t heeding any sympathy and Joe was already inside. We enjoyed our brews and the funk music playing in the background. We sang harmonies to “We Got the Funk” and Joe taught me a new dance move called, “throw your fro”. Soon following the first band, my friend Mike walks by! I haven’t seen Mike in probably a month or so because Nobody’s has been closed up. Having been off facebook, I hadn’t been up to speed on Buffalo happenings! He was so excited I had made it; little did I know I had been invited! A failure in texting technology was explained…brains waves are obviously a better form of communication! His band, Anal Pudding, was playing next!! I had never seen them perform before so Joe and I were really excited. Front ‘n center were we for the sh*t show….pun intended.

Having equally abused my leg muscles from an intense dance sesh, Alex and Justin finally found me and we decided to head out. We approached the parking lot where I had left my coveted car…it was gone! Apparently, the faded to white sign read something like, “Parking Restricted”. Well, the night had to end somehow.

I lost my voice and I lost my car, but I didn’t lose a great night! :)

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