Day one (well, since grabbing the magic pass) @ WMC starts at the Delano on South Beach, where Giant Step are throwing a poolside gala featuring Jazzanova, Kruder & Dorfmeister, a shitload of beds ringing the pool, and $12 vodka tonics in plastic cups. The well-heeled and the frankly bizarre cavorting in a Roman stylee to jazzy house and broken beat? Normally, I’d be down, but what’s the point of a free, private, invite-only party with drinks as expensive as the entry prices to even freakier bashes across town?

So, next up is leaving the beach for a plethora of events in the downtown club umbrella, starting with this one:

It’s been suggested by the committee that Chromeo, regardless of their actual music (which we like), have one distinct advantage over other bands–they’ve picked a bad-ass name, and one which looks particularly good in a Gothic/Latin font on silver hot pants stretched tight across a girl’s ass.

My co-conspirator and Dr. Gonzo to my Raoul Duke, Ross has been and will be providing the photographic and medicinal assistance for this venture.

Stay tuned…

[Mallory O’Donnell]