Experienced by Nate…
Ohio Party III is in the books. Dave couldn’t be there, he was grooming horses upstate, so we asked Gregg (aka DJ Golden Pony Boy), to do his best rocking with us. We got to Matchless at 10:30 after tacos and coffee and discussion of the more disturbing and humorous details of Gregg’s upbringing. The DJ set-up at Matchless is ghetto as fuck and the right turntable skips all the time - when we were there Tuesday the poor fucker in the booth couldn’t play two records in a row with a skip, so our favorite bartender, Gerorge, handed us a specially rigged cartridge wrapped in Seran-Wrap and said, “Use this.” The turntables were plugged into the wrong channels on the mixer and the cross fader didn’t work. We rewired everything and were reminded of why we love Matchless so much. Boom! – Music starts at ten-‘til-eleven. I’m on first, then Gregg, then Joe. I play a Maceo Parker track. Safe, I realize, but I haven’t done a James Brownish classic breaks set yet and figured it was time. It was a little slow in there anyways. The shit rocked. I surely do my best rocking at Ohio Party. During my first set, Casper, “Merch Moy”, arrived. He took our bag-o-shirts we worked on all week and set up shop. People from Ohio are coming out of the wood work for this shit and they swarmed him for shirts like your mom does sex beads. Love is a flower. Gregg, though well known for occasional fainting spells behind the turntables, stayed upright and rocked sufficiently hard for thirty minutes before Joe took over rocking responsibilities. Then I ate a Valuum. Next thing I remember, it’s 8 am and I’m standing on 86th and Lex in a baseball uniform.
Here’s a list of some tracks I know I played. I don’t really download music, but I trust that you are smarter than me and, if you care to, could find them yourself.
Ohio Players: Skin Tight (I play it every month)
Electric Light Orchestra: Showdown
Little Feat: Spanish Moon
AND NOW FOR YOUR “SORRY I COULDN’T COME” HUMILIATION LIST…
Each individual on this list will be subjected to great music at the next Ohio Party.
Justin Clemens, George Quaver (who steals by the way), Anya, Mike B, Alexis, Nert, Mike L, Lexi, Darren, Sarah, Shlomo aka Slow Motion, Ray, Dwyer, Bradford, Lyon, Abby, Kelly, Pete Dog, Despot, Baby D, Ben, Jon, Brandon, Heidi, Bradford (again).
Those of you attending Brez’s wedding in the real Ohio have been granted exemptions this month. Verne, this does not include you as you fucking missed the wedding ceremony. Big congrats to J Brez for doing the holy matrimony. And big thanks to Beluga and the Low-Tops for coming out and rocking hard. And of, of course, to Yunity for the photos. Seriously, thank you to everyone who came. We love you.
Ohio Party – the first Saturday of every month.
The first day of the rest of your life – the first Sunday of every month.
-Nate
Experienced by Dave
As I sat at a Pizzeria Uno with 5 men that i work with, I shed a small baby tear from my left eye. It was 11:30 pm and Ohio Party III was just popping off. And I was in Worcester, Massachusetts.
I had half of a boner, a “partial” as my friend Nick Pattakos puts it so eloquently. Partly because of my love of pizza and partly because of my love of ohio party. If I was at ohio party back in home of brooklyn, new york then i would no doubt have had a full raging hard on. I usually get on about a half hour before the party starts and it goes away at about 5:15 am. Most doctors would call that a priopism but i call it a funsickle.
I texted nate that I was sad and almost crying that i wasn’t there and not to tell anyone. I did this as i was mowing down an undercooked vegetable thin crust with cold veggies on it. I got thin crust because i deem chicago style pizza as blasphemous and it should be cast off into the nether-regions of food hell.
I’m glad that everyone had a beautiful experience at Matchless on Saturday and I’m sad i missed it. I will be back in june and july for the ohio parade (more info coming soon on this debacherous event). I want to thank yunice for taking some great photos. casper for sticking with the merch boy role, i’m super happy that everybody got down and that a pretty attractive girl is wearing my sex tremors shirt. also, thanks to greg d. for stepping into the dj booth at the last minute and not having a fit because nobody was dancing to digable planets re-edits. He is the best roommate in the world…even if he sabotages my tea drinking schedule and thinks dish soap is a useless outdated feature of the sanitization process. Thank you all.
-Dave