[Dynagroove] Article mentioning DYNAGROOVE in FRONTIERS Fagrag.

[aaron at tohzt.com]

Wutz up!

I wrote an article for Frontier's newspaper and it's in the current
"nightlife" issue.  Go pick up a copy of Frontiers (it's free) or find the
article below.

spreadin' poison,

A-ron




When I told my friend Chili, a regular circuit boy, that we were weren’t
going to Reflex one Saturday last month, he was skeptical that our night
was not going to be as fabulous as he is used to.  After the sheer glam of
our White Party 2006 trip, I decided I needed to initiate a dance party
intervention.  I wanted to show him places that existed in this city where
the fun wasn’t simply drawn from being gay and wild; it was drawn from
being you.  Straights, gays, trannies, and freaks alike gather together
and sweat out some tension to music that you will eventually hear in the
gay discos, but probably not for at least 4 months.

He learned we were either going to a run-down warehouse or an artist loft
downtown and that I wouldn’t have the exact location of the party until
after 9pm, so he threatened that he would not come  in fear that there
wouldn’t be enough homosexuals present to have a bonafide dance party. 
Then I went into more detail and began to describe the world of the
underground dance party, a world where booze, boogie and boys don’t stop
flowing till after the sun comes up, literally.

There is an underground network of people that are connected to what’s
going on in Los Angeles which is deeper and harder to find than a bulletin
post on Myspace.  Secret bulletin boards and email lists exist out there
on the great wide open internet where people pass information on parties
like they are notes in 6th grade history class.  Chili and I sat in front
of the computer and I showed him my favorite source, Dynagroove. 
Dynagroove is an email and discussion list for underground events in the
LA Metro area.  About twice a day you get about 10 emails grouped together
in a digest that are all about events happening around the city.  I told
him to write down www.dynagroove.com and join the email list.   He brushed
me off and said he’d “get right on that” but by his apprehension I knew
that the intervention was going to be a complete success.  He was going to
get hooked.

We waited till after 9pm when the email with the directions to the party
was sent out, very anxiously.  At last, the email came and we both read
the first two directives:  take all alternate routes to the 101 south,
exit Alameda....   “Are we going to a rave?  I don’t want to get arrested
tonight,” Chili whined.  Although there is a mystique created by not
releasing the venue information till the night of the party, most events
are in fact permitted and fully legal.  And no one likes a nark.

Chili and I arrived at the location, parked the car a couple blocks away
and walked through the crack streets of downtown to the warehouse. 
Inside, we were greeted by an overweight woman with acne who asked for our
twenty dollar cover with a no nonsense attitude. A hired security guard
patted us down to check for weapons. We weaved through a dark hallway
toward the pounding bass we could hear nearby.

Chili’s jaw dropped when we entered into the party and he saw about four
hundred people dancing, strobe lights, a disco ball, and enough gay boys
to man a float at a parade.  We proceeded to buy a couple four dollar Cape
Cods and dance like Solid Gold dancers all night.

In Chili’s words, “It was unlike anything I have ever experienced in my 36
years of living.  The energy in the room was overwhelming positive; there
were people from all different walks of life. Gays, straights, fems,
butches, thugs, and hookers were all there for ONE reason, to listen to
music few had heard before and dance.  I remember dancing next to a guy
that looked like he was straight out of south central.  We ended up
smiling at each other and doing the chin nod, the universal code for
‘isn’t this f-ing great’” Needless to say, by the end of the night Chili
asked me, “What was that website again?”

We made it back to the car in the morning and luckily it had not been
broken into.  Chili thanked me for introducing him to something he didn’t
know existed in Los Angeles.  He now sprinkles his nightlife with an
underground party.  He is not totally weaned off of the gay after-hours,
but at least now he knows about alternative places to dance all night.

To see for yourself what is going on underground, remember to log on to
www.dynagroove.com and sign up for the email list.


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