Audrey the Town Crier

Diamond Bar, San Diego, CA.

I went to the opening of a new club in Downtown SD, named "Diamond Bar". I think the name has something to do with the location, in that it is right behind our newly built, MAD-expensive baseball stadium, "PetCo Park". The name of our ball park sucks, I know.

There was so much drama getting in (I thought I was in the LBC, jk)! The lines were seriously beat!! There really weren't lines after all, just huge masses of people pushing against one another in a uniformed fashion. The only reason I got in was because Russ and my friends, Scott & Allysa had bought pre-sale tickets. I was a "VIP", which meant that if I didn't want to pay $20, I had to fend for myself in a long ass line, costing me an additional hour of my short life. So Russ and I just begged the doorman to let me in and cut everbody else in line... it worked!!! My Girls weren't so lucky...I think they waited in line for an hour and finally gave up.

After the ordeal with the lines and then waiting another 15 mins for a drink, it was suddenly ON like Donkey Kong!! BADBOYBILL headlined the event and he rocked!! I haven't heard much about him. If anything I've heard people say he sucked, but I really enjoyed & appreciated the rhythmic house he spun... it was not at all redundant and often BADBOY-B would mix it up with a Latin house mix or some fun funky song with a cool robot voice!! I love that shit. Whenever a robot voice comes on Russ gets a funny look in his face, like he is all of sudden real serious.. and I could tell he's concentrating extra hard on his kick-ass club moves. I really love watching him dance. haha!!

The club was designed (or lack there of) after a warehouse. The concrete floor and high wooden beams made you feel like you were 16 all over again.. That is, 16: at an underground rave. Matter of fact, it would have been a rave, save the $20 cover charge and long VIP lines.

Opening night was complete with strange looking people crowding the large dancehall, and stong mixed drinks served in clear plastic cups. After a while the balls of my feet started aching from all the pounding I was doing on the hard surface. The music was so good. I danced my feet off..The hip hop room was awesome too, they played mostly top forty and also threw in some old school funk to make sure the guys were all afforded ample chances to make hot-sweet grinding moves on beautiful bootilicious cleavage bearing babes.

posted by Audreaming @ 11:34 AM