So, yesterday i spent the night at temple. Not to be confused with the kind of temple on the right, this is the temple of orgiastic laical.
Alright, so for those of you not up on your obscure latin terminology, a laical or laic is a noncleric or secular person (a layman). So essentially how i interpret this sign is: "this is the place where all the non-religious people come to orgy." This, i guess, is accurate if you don't count fat beats as a religious persuasion--which I DO.
This club is located in 홍대 (hongdae), which if you haven't heard me say before, is perhaps the coolest place in Seoul. Hongdae, which is the area surrounding Korea's best art school, is home to some of my favorite locales in Seoul and some of the craziest/most-awesomist Koreans i've encountered.
Alright, so for those of you not up on your obscure latin terminology, a laical or laic is a noncleric or secular person (a layman). So essentially how i interpret this sign is: "this is the place where all the non-religious people come to orgy." This, i guess, is accurate if you don't count fat beats as a religious persuasion--which I DO.
This club is located in 홍대 (hongdae), which if you haven't heard me say before, is perhaps the coolest place in Seoul. Hongdae, which is the area surrounding Korea's best art school, is home to some of my favorite locales in Seoul and some of the craziest/most-awesomist Koreans i've encountered.
Small, chill underground (literally) bars, featuring usually excellent music.
Booze in iv bags...seriously cool in the gang
My favorite coffee shop, complete with amazing coffee, intermittently crazy/disorienting music, a really chill owner and chingoos!
Legit ramen shop, complete with eating contest and glutinous Koreans in mickey mouse shirts...
So anyways, now that you get a feel for Hongdae, i'll get into some specifics. Last night was our friend Jake's birthday/bitchin electro-pop dance party/general night of drunken debauchery...
Pre-pre-funking began at Buy the Way...
If cheap booze and bangin' tracks a good bar make, then hey, Buy the Way across from starbucks is better than like half the bars in shinchon.
Followed by pre-funking at Ho Bar III. I shit you not, there is a chain of bars called "Ho Bar" and there are 6 variations. I'm told that the "Ho" part comes from the Chinese root word meaning "happy," but come fucking on. Anyways, with dollar fitty tequila shots, i'm willing to put political correctness aside.
And Finally, the Funk...
Electro-pop dance party in Hongdae+Chingoos=this picture.
Ryo, James, and the Austria-possia (Katharina/Sylvia) get their groove on...
Just like Halloween, we mobbed the stage. From the level of sweat everyone has, it should be obvious the beats were entirely too amazing for my endocrine system to cope with. Daft, justice, sebastian, klaxons, mstrkrft, digitalism, boys noize, SMD...pretty much everything that gives me a music-induced boner!
That bitchingly awesome person to my right is my friend Silver. Good thing Giulliani temporarily let her out of New joisey (albeit it with toll-booth administered feramones for tracking purposes). Thanks to her we knew about Spektra and i got to meet the stud of a DJ laying down these obese beats.
Then came the brawl...
The shit hits the fan as two foreigners start fighting on the stage. This is everyone trying to restrain them. Although luckily there was like an 8"9 like 600 lb German named Igor on call to scare the shit out of any possible contenders. Khrushchev would be proud...
Nice VJ lady's computer got broken in the chaos. Her "fuck-off" finger expressions confirmed her Britishness...
Outside the club, Derek got all sassy with crazy looking Dutch-halfy girl. As you can see, the trash-talkin (한국말로 of course) escalated to the collar-popping stage. I believe her name was Dianna, Daina, Dinna? maybe?
Moments later, a cat fight almost began between D-something-or-other and random Korean passerby girl outside the convenience store
Meanwhile..
The bro-love is brimming. Alex, his Spartan blood-lust finally pacified, has succumb to the double-layered coat of booze and friendship to keep him warm. He is very content to be the ham in the manwich.
Okay, so this is what I'm gonna do. Rather than go back give you all a point by point blow of what I've been doing the last 3 months, I've decided to start blogging from this point on. If you don't like it, check my facebook pics for a general idea of what i've been up to since i got here, if that's still not enough I'll probly refer back to older instances with pics and shit. If that's still not enough, don't be so fucking lazy and stalk me like a real person!
