Why no, I've never been professionally trained in the art of photography. It all comes naturally.
Indeed, there is so much to see in Los Angeles, and so much to do, that it almost seems like a waste to keep taking pictures of my hand. But I persevere.
I also enjoy long walks along the beach, gourmet hamburgers, and Red Red Wine. But enough about that. Let's go clubbing!
Club Eternal offers two different experiences for our discerning palettes. To our left, DJ Batz is playing the gothest possible music to feature Jethro Tull. To our right is the industrial tunes of Wolfsheim. While we wait for Voltiare, we can. The bartenders are there to serve up one of eight approved drinks, including a Long Island Iced Tea made from two kinds of alcohol, and a Mint Nohito, made from soda water, syrup, and pure disappointment.
Ah, here comes Club Eternal's pointy-haired boss. Much like the rollinslike lord of Hot Monkey Love Cafe, he is convinced the Voltaire needs no introduction. But have they ever considered that perhaps Voltaire might want an introduction? I certainly would.
Voltaire's set list will vary from show to show, but you're still going to hear a lot of the same songs you heard last night. He is still Rammstein in The Vampire Club, and he'll have his brains. But his patter is snappy and varied, and there will be just enough random songs thrown in to keep you guessing. Well, it will keep us guessing. The crowd doesn't seem to be engaged enough to do anything more than enjoy the fact that someone is playing music for them.
I should warn you that his song Death Death Devil Devil Evil Evil Music is fairly new, very catchy, and may not be on his next CD. This means that you'll have to wait about eight years for his next CD to come out to hear it again.
Unless it ends up on MySpace, of course.
Ah, Voltaire is now telling us what a great crowd L.A. people are, not like what he's been told at all. I encourage you to yell out "Cheap Heat!" along with me.
Sometimes, life is good. Let's split a Mike's Mild Lemonade, and enjoy the moment together.
Indeed, there is so much to see in Los Angeles, and so much to do, that it almost seems like a waste to keep taking pictures of my hand. But I persevere.
I also enjoy long walks along the beach, gourmet hamburgers, and Red Red Wine. But enough about that. Let's go clubbing!
Club Eternal offers two different experiences for our discerning palettes. To our left, DJ Batz is playing the gothest possible music to feature Jethro Tull. To our right is the industrial tunes of Wolfsheim. While we wait for Voltiare, we can. The bartenders are there to serve up one of eight approved drinks, including a Long Island Iced Tea made from two kinds of alcohol, and a Mint Nohito, made from soda water, syrup, and pure disappointment.
Ah, here comes Club Eternal's pointy-haired boss. Much like the rollinslike lord of Hot Monkey Love Cafe, he is convinced the Voltaire needs no introduction. But have they ever considered that perhaps Voltaire might want an introduction? I certainly would.
Voltaire's set list will vary from show to show, but you're still going to hear a lot of the same songs you heard last night. He is still Rammstein in The Vampire Club, and he'll have his brains. But his patter is snappy and varied, and there will be just enough random songs thrown in to keep you guessing. Well, it will keep us guessing. The crowd doesn't seem to be engaged enough to do anything more than enjoy the fact that someone is playing music for them.
I should warn you that his song Death Death Devil Devil Evil Evil Music is fairly new, very catchy, and may not be on his next CD. This means that you'll have to wait about eight years for his next CD to come out to hear it again.
Unless it ends up on MySpace, of course.
Ah, Voltaire is now telling us what a great crowd L.A. people are, not like what he's been told at all. I encourage you to yell out "Cheap Heat!" along with me.
Sometimes, life is good. Let's split a Mike's Mild Lemonade, and enjoy the moment together.
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