There is a lot to be said about the Pee Parties. I will let the pictures speak louder then whatever crap I wrote down here ages ago...

It always starts with a phone call. Sometimes it’s a friend, sometimes it’s a friend of a friend, or sometimes it’s a complete stranger. This time around it was Jaime… “Katie has a gig for you in September” he told me with his usual smug confidence. The Katie he was talking about was his longtime friend was Katie Bell of Burning Man’s DWP fame and the Porn Clown Posse. Katie’s friend Kim was selling her bar the Hush Hush and she had a month of space to book acts for the new owner. Unfortunately Katie would be in Black Rock City for most of September and therefore couldn’t take on the responsibility of a weekly party so she called me. Weekly’s are a bitch. I mean throwing a good monthly party is hard enough but, weekly’s are the death of your life until they are over, finished, or bad enough to be shut down. So when I found out I would be getting the Hush Hush every Thursday in September it was bittersweet. But, it is hard for me to turn a party down and the last time I got to throw something under my control was Dead Tired at Aunt Charlie’s. I was really fucking busy, working a 9-6 M-F, but I needed to take the summer out with a bang. Thank the lord my best friend Andrew hates living just as much as myself and is willing to risk his well being to throw a great party. He is always down and with his ok we gave birth to the PEE PARTY. The day started off as every good event does, with disaster. The Hush Hush, as you might already know, hasn’t been open for business for about two weeks. When I got there to set up the party there were only 4 bottles of liquor stocked in the bar, a broken ice maker that had flooded the dance floor, no sound guy, no needles or pads for the turntables, and a bad taste in my mouth. Its all the name of the game. Two hours later my peoples are showing up, the bar has been covered in 24 rolls of toilet paper, the sounds working, flyers are up, the photo booth is set up and Sandy Beaches is getting ready to bounce her titties around. Sandy Beaches was our first amateur DJ to grace the Pee Party. Her first time ever attacking the decks she impressed the hell out of me by 9:45 she had a dance floor going til’ her set ended! Siobhan is such a trooper. She had lost her voice earlier that week but still rocked the house all night not to mention played CASsingles on a tape deck during her set. Ryan is a genius. I don’t know if you all had the opportunity to see and read the posters within the photo booth but they were brilliant. The idea originally came out of my wanting to have a photo corner for people to take pictures in every Thursday. I thought I could get local artists involved by letting them take the idea and run with it. Ryan, or R.J. Jones, took the offer even though he was going to be out of town the night of the event. When I got the posters I was so excited. If you didn’t get a chance to see them I will be getting pictures of them up on the site soon. I saw people taking pictures all night with our fabulous volunteer photographer Jacob and am itching to see them developed. Thanks to Jaime, the Pee Party’s mascot (a nasty pooped-out toilet) made an appearance in the photo booth as well. It got bare assed love from David Toro later in the evening too. When Jashca went on the first thing I noticed was the video projected behind him of a woman’s naked torso with blinking eyes for nipples and a mouth speaking instead of her snatch. I have never seen Jascha perform live and really didn’t know what to expect. To sum it up, my good friend Rob who is… well, he’s Rob, ran up to me frantically: “Jacob, who the fuck is this guy, he’s crazy? Why haven’t we heard of him before? What is his name? He’s going to be famous!” I was so pleased with his performance. He fit perfectly with the setting of the club and I was so impressed by how flawless his performance was. The video rocked and his timing was on. Other than her hurting heels, Marina worked the door flawlessly. Both of the endless hours and nights we worked the past month for this party paid off in spades. We were stressed until the doors closed, but we both still had a great time. My only hopes for the night were realized when I looked out during my set and saw lots of new faces. There were some cuties too. Hopefully the fresh people will last, it makes it all worthwhile to know there is some fresh air for my friends to get laid in. The rest of the evening was debauchery here and there. I had some bouts at the door with some agro lame bitches as the evening got late but that was fun too. DJ KenVulsion went until 2am even though the crowd kind of fizzled out around 1-1:30. He’s quite the trooper. Jaime, Andrew, and I capped the night of with some Sparkys. This weekend is gonna’ be all drunk.

Pictures by Zana Bayne