Zia DJing in L.A. 08/21

There was blood everywhere. Smeared across my cheeks, it made me looked painted as some Bowery whore turn century, the last. You know, when ‘Bowery’ was a word not spent in mixed company. My hand, it turned out, wasn’t much of a bandage, at least not as much as I had been led to believe form old World War II movies. I’m not sure if it can be considered a gush; the tide wouldn’t take anyone along with its current. But, yeah, it was pretty bad. I only had four hours, I estimated. I mean, I was no doctor, but it couldn’t be too much longer.

Which kind of made it all the more surprising that, what with my fuente de la sangre, I chose to spend my last remaining minutes with my dying flesh on this planet Earth at Spaceland. Yes, instead of seeking the assistance of a hospital. Zia McCabe was DJing, and from what I heard, she had the healing power of DUB. Zia did get grossed out when I hugged her. I mean, who wouldn’t? My guts had just been eaten out by a dog while trying to steal a car. That’s my life!

21 AUGUST 2008
SPACELAND
1717 Silver Lake Blvd
Los Angeles, California

EIGHT U.S. DOLLARS (21+)

with Magic Mirror, Lower Heaven, and Line and Circle. Special Guest Disc Jockey Zia McCabe (THE DANDY WARHOLS).