I must say....

I really don't care for these almost abominable and gaudy flyers that are habitually dispersed by club and 'clubber' alike. When I'm looking for something to do on a Friday night, I don't want to have to suffer through pages of bold, capitalized font, neon images of tektonic robo-women, flashing enough to stimulate a fit of epilepsy, and videos with disturbed images of sweaty drunken beings twitching about, that clearly exhibit the reason why these clubs are in the dark to begin with, and the latest track blasted when you'd least expect it on a player you can't seem to find, causing you to mildly hyperventilate.


It's really just a bit overwhelming. But not in a solely uncomfortable way. Sort of like when you're watching something that should mortify you, yet you find yourself strangely turned on. You can't look away, and yet you feel dirty about watching. Shit. Thank god they invented cold showers.



jethica