Friday, April 3, 2009

Black Sunday WMC 2009 {Nick Flash Cameo}

I, Nick Flash, was recently at THE BIGGEST PARTY EVER! That's right, the biggest party ever.

It was Sunday, March 29th and the final day of the winter music conference in Miami.
The three diabolical creators of "Black Sunday" {Lex, Charis, & Stian} definitely had some tricks up their sleeves, and delivered on turning Bella Rose into one of the hippest party destinations in all of the country in one night.

Some of the biggest names in the underground electronic music scene were there partying, drinking, and djing until the break of dawn. The line-up was insanely rad, and included names like,

steve aoki
the bloody beetroots
them jeans
hot pink delorean
hollywood holt
mano
smiles
pauly crush
damaged goods
johnny the boy

and of course.... Nick Flash!

There was also musical celebrities in the house such as the lead singer Dave from "Chromeo" and Danny Daze from "DiscoTech"

Let me just warn you, as a very futuristic envisioner of talent, that Alexis Mincolla as his Crew Charis and Stian on literally on their way to world party domination, and are seriously leaps and bounds ahead of artists in the world of nightlife.

Hopefully one day I will collaborate with this group of underground party cult leaders, untill then, check out this video that features me, Nick Flash, and all the other artists and hipsters that made this party possible.



BLACK SUNDAY - SNEAK ATTACK WMC from Alexis Mincolla on Vimeo.

"The Power of the Bottle", A Story by Ryan Nieves.


It’s Saturday night, spring break weekend, as I stand in line to get into the over packed club. I feel like I’m waiting in line for the latest theme park attraction, but in all reality it’s two A.M. and I’m standing in line for King of Diamonds, an urban based strip club, a place were the strippers’ measurements are exaggerated.

As me and my friend inch are way to the front of the line, we are cut off by an entourage of a single man and five beautiful women. The bouncer pushes me aside and yells bottle service, escorting the trendy group of clubber's through the door. As we get to the front of the line, ten minutes later, my friend scrounges for dollars in his pocket. “Thirty dollars”the bouncers demands. “I’m straight” my friend replies. We decided not to go into the club. All I kept thinking about was the guy with the bottle. What power can come from a glass bottle, with a substance that impairs judgment?

What is the most important aspect of the club? Is it the D.J. playing the music, the bartender serving the drinks, or the really hot girl singing LIL Wayne’s "lick me like a lollipop." I think it’s all three, but clubber's attention proves otherwise. When I look around, when I’m in the club, I see everybody circling around an inanimate object, the bottle.

The bottle has become so popular, that rappers have even made songs devoted to the bottle. There have even been platinum songs that glorify the bottle. Certain liquor companies have been known to compensate singers for mentioning brand name liquors in their songs.

Once T-pain started to mention Patron in his songs, every trendy sociable drinker was rushing to the bar for a shot of Patron. It became the designer drink.

It’s getting bad for the average clubber. Nobody notices the guy with the gin and tonic. But I bet the avid club regular, can tell you who was popping bottles all night. I try not to get caught up in the fa├žade and think on a higher plane.

So next time I’m dancing on the dance floor and I get pushed aside by busty blonde, racing to get the last contents of the bottle, I will just smile and tilt my hat to the bottle, that inanimate object that has captured the attention of every clubber in the heat of the moment.