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The Boston Nightlife Awards were the other night, and they were kind enough to nominate me in the best nightlife writer/blogger category. It was an honor to be up against the guy with the baby dick blog and the . I'd like to think it was because I'm following in the proud Boston tradition of drinking too much and having shitty taste in music.
Kind of weird night, to put it mildly, but, you know, good fun or whatever, and for realsies, it is nice to be recognized for the dozens of minutes of hard work I put in every week as one of metro Boston's most mildly-well-known persons who goes out to things.
Kind of weird night, to put it mildly, but, you know, good fun or whatever, and for realsies, it is nice to be recognized for the dozens of minutes of hard work I put in every week as one of metro Boston's most mildly-well-known persons who goes out to things.
Probably the best part was when Evan and Carmen got their photo did with legendary Boston sports presenter Bob Lobel in the photo up yonder. MISS U ALREADY LOBIE. Y U NO MAKE THE SPORTS TALKS? Also rocking the fuck out to Boston's most popular U2 tribute act Joshua Tree. (Actually they were kind of awesome).
Lots of basic ass bitches there, surprisingly. Seems like it's a shitty photo glare on their eyes right here, but that's actually how dudes process packs of girls. My camera is on some Roddy Piper in "They Live" shit, uncovering the demons hidden beneath human skin.
This is basically how the night went. Some old timey sports bro, couple of TV dudes, and a model holding a thing yelled from the stage while dudes in XXL sports jackets and untucked shirts mingled around looking for phgs to jump on. Turns out they found one!
Luke: Tell me again real quick what happened with the bro?
Evan: I came out of getting my Joshua Tree on, walking to the bathroom, and some bro-tastic dude was all "Look at dat mathafucka with his emo clothes." Seriously...he said that
Luke: In his defense, you are kind of a phg.
Evan: I was all "What?" And the girl next to him (may have been a girl, she looked like Rupaul), was all "Henry, stop it!" So he laughs and literally points, and I laugh back mockingly and say "Henry? Ha." And Henry says "What the fuck did you say'?
Luke: Tough guys always have hearing problems for some reason. "What did you say? Say that again?" It's kind of weird.
Evan: I go "Why don't you break your hips and blow yourself?" and he lunged at me right as a staff guy was walking by.
Luke: Wooooof
Evan: ...choking me out.
Luke: Dude put you in a sleeper hold?
Evan: I pulled a Matrix though, and dodged his man hands. Next thing I know some huge staffer has me by the back of my coat dragging me out and I just kept going "This is not my first time! This is not my 1st time."
Luke: haha. What does that mean? Did Henry get thrown out?
Evan: It wasn't the first time I've been thrown out of there, but it was the Blackout Bar days. The other dude got strong-armed by another staffer. Dude looked like a bulldog.
Luke: So did you end up out on the sidewalk with him?
Evan: hahah no. I was by myself, next to some other bros going "woooaahhhh."
Luke: Punk as ballz bro. That's the only remotely cool thing that happened there I guess.
Evan: ahahah, yeah and the band playing "I Will Follow."
Luke: Oh shit, that was pretty sweet. Homeboy was phoning it in on the Edge BGV though
Evan: Dude, they might hire us as the Edge's backing vocals. We were killing it
Luke: No shit. I think the finger in the ear really helped me find the right pitch. Pro trick
Evan: Dude. This is us at 1:31.
Luke: hahahha
Evan: Yeah man, I also used the hand cuffed over the eardrum. Very key. "You wanna close the show?" That would be us. And Bob Lobel would play Zack Wylde's character and when I get off stage, I get choked out for wearing "emo clothes."
Evan: Yeah man, I also used the hand cuffed over the eardrum. Very key. "You wanna close the show?" That would be us. And Bob Lobel would play Zack Wylde's character and when I get off stage, I get choked out for wearing "emo clothes."
These photos suck. No wonder I didn't win.
What's this dude in the glasses' story? Hit me up broski. Want to relate to your brand.
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10 comments:
I have been saying this for a while and can't stress it enough. Someone needs to set up an american gladiators course on every street where there is a bar in Boston.
Cool story bro.
Bwaha, what do you mean? Because there's so many fight?
WHO WON FOR BEST NIGHTLIFE REPORTER?~?!!?!?!?!?
this looks like a great night out.
It was! Sort of.
David: Beantown Bloggery? Dunno.
What's up with Lobel and the crutches?
evan's clothes were asking for it! plus, why is he going into/coming out of the bathroom? probably cause his dad never hugged him. classic jean jacket-wearer. #henryisslangforheroin,right?
I love that you said "basic ass bitches"... however, what is "phg"? did I miss that somewhere?
nicer way to say a sketchy word.
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