I Gotta Say Something

Last night a friends and I went to go see Tiga at Circa. The venue, as usual, was astounding and came complete with enough eye candy on the walls and floors to keep your mind off of the sheer idiocy of some people.

It had been one of my friends first time there so we decided to take a walk around to check out all of the different levels and bars that Circa has to offer. The 'underwater' bar was great in both decor and service. The 'hip-hop' room was your stereotypical hip-hop/top40 scene -- sunglasses inside the club, a 10:1 ratio, people crowding the bar even after they have gotten a drink -- it all seemed the same and I suddenly felt 19 again. Thankfully, we left after waiting for the slow bartender to get our drinks (we had to tell her our order twice!). To avoid the crowd going up and down the stairs, we went around back to the Kidrobot bar. Lo and behold there is a dude getting head right beside a giant Kidrobot logo. Dude, what the fuck? There are plenty of nooks and crannys to Circa and you had to choose a major walkway to get your dick wet. Nobody wants to see that shit, honestly. All the power to you for getting yours and all, but I felt like he was gloating. The dude saw us walk by with our disgusted faces and he looked like he wanted to give us high fives. Fucking jerk. Great, you got some chicken head to suck you off in public, want a medal? I hope you get the herp.

We went downstairs to check out Tiga and decided to get right up front. The crowd was immediately different in comparison with the hip-hop room. Nobody got mad if you accidentaly stepped on their Puma and everyone was just trying to have a good time. About midway through Tiga's set the party started to get a little bit crazy. People were jumping on stage and dancing around the DJ booth. At first it was a few girls then pretty soon it was a co-ed affair. It's normal, I have no problem with it, it happens all the time. But there were a group of guys that thought otherwise. These weren't your normal group of guys trying to pick up girls or whatever. They were a type I had never really seen before in Toronto. These were true fan-boy-groupies. There were 3 of them, 1 wearing an E.R.O.L drugs shirt (Erol Alkan), another wearing a Dim Mak (label for Steve Aoki, Felix Cartal, etc) tee and the other wearing a Turbo shirt (Tiga's record label). Better yet, the dude wearing the Turbo shirt was holding up another Turbo shirt trying to get Tiga's attention like "Look at me Tiga I'm your biggest fan, let me fellate you later on" type shit. These groupies were getting mad that people were dancing around the stage because the dancers were blocking their view of Tiga spinning. The groupies almost got into a fight with some of the onstage dancers until they finally left the stage fed up that they couldn't lock eyes with Tiga. Retards.

Sorry for the lack of pictures. I don't want this to turn into some Cobrasnake-Lastnight's Party bullshit. Plus I don't carry a camera.