By Micah Mahinay, Courier Staff Writer
The Westin St. Francis Grand Ball Room filled with underage teens Dec. 4, dancing and screaming as the headliner The Toxic Avenger (Paris, France), co-headliner Designer Drugs (New York) and openers The Tenderlions (San Francisco) blazed the stage that night.
The show, OH SNAP! Super Force, an all age event, was presented by Time Stop in at the swanky downtown San Francisco hotel on Powell Street.
Vincent of Designer Drugs, being a sweetheart, guest listed me that night. I arrived to the Sir Francis around 11pm. I got in right when the Tenderlions were finishing up. All I remember seeing was an Asian guy representing a lion mascot head going crazy, but it was nothing new, they do that a lot. Which brings me back to Blow Up Sf, another event where I saw the Tenderlions perform, the same guy was singing to LA Roux with me as we danced on the speakers.
Vincent of Designer Drugs onstage.
Micah Mahinay/Courier Photo
Anyway, there were so many people on stage when Vincent was setting up for his set that I totally lost him. So once again I decided to chill on the side at the bar, and talk to people more or less at random.
I asked about each set. As I typed their responses in my “notepad” (my iPhone.) Super classy. Hah!
“Each performance was exciting to see. Even though I couldn’t tell who was who,” said a crazy rave kid with a whistle as his necklace.
“You missed it, Micah, there was a girl break dancing in a mini dress. And you could tell her boyfriend was getting so mad, ” said Christian Magbanua. Honestly, why would I be into that? It sounded too funny I must admit.
Later that night, I was standing on stage as Michael Vincent Patrick (Vincent) of Designer Drugs took on the turntables. Bandmate Theodore Paul Nelson was missing; what’s new. Vincent dropped tracks off their DATAMIX 06 mixtape. It was massive hearing them live. I decided to enjoy my night and head toward the back of the crowd and dance in a circle with these drunken people.
Having A.D.D. (not really), I left and headed back on stage. When I arrived I was holding my Kodak 35 mm camera out, some person ran on stage, grabbed it out of my hand and started taking pictures of us. I didn’t know whether to be offended or not. But it was so funny he returned it and said, “I’m so drunk! I’m sorry.”
I couldn’t stand being on stage so I headed back down to the crowd and went to the bathroom. That venue was really vintage looking. They had security open the doors for guests as they entered and exited. The ballroom was really wide and had a hallway where will call was being held. There were stairs that lead to the little boys and girls room, where it was intimidating to cross, due to all the exhausted kids passed out on the stairs.
I was walking up the stairs, as these kids attacked me with compliments on my gold cheetah tights. Being smart I just smirked and walked away. The night was very slow, but the show was filling up from time to time. Although the venue was big, I don’t think that was a good spot to hold down a dance party. Despite the cold weather, everything was fine. I headed out not even waiting to see The Toxic Avenger, and hung out with Vincent. That concluded another one of my wild nights in San Francisco.