"is this, like, a gay club?"

The Lollapalooza after-party, Dark Wave Disco, was at sonotheque last night. Like 1200 others, Robby and I RSVPed so we wouldn't have to pay the ridiculous $20/person cover. Perhaps it was the insufficient drug supply, my general distaste for alcohol that is not champagne (my philosophy on mind-altering substances will unfold in future posts), or possibly my hatred for scenesters or wanna-be scenesters, but the people who showed up during the hour and a half we spent at sono may very well have been what prompted some tourists to confusedly ask the question in this entry's title. Now, as we all know, hipster guys are total sleazers and devoted scene and subcultural girls of any type resemble cracked out hookers. What was slightly surprising about the turnout last night however was the number of straight Jeffree Star-look alike men. The paraplegic cokehead female hipster. The scene photogs who, despite our protests, wouldn't get out of our faces thus causing near-blindness.

The things you notice when you're not as high as everyone else...