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Party Radar: Booty Call Wednesdays celebrates 5 years (of booty calls)

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I remember it as if it were yesterday's Instagram. Five years ago tonight, drag goddess Juanita More and club promoter Joshua J. took one look at the LCD mess the Castro party scene had devolved into and went, "meh!"

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Party Radar: Rrose, Osunlade, Daniel Wang, Odyssey, more

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First of all, what the heck are you gonna be for Halloweeeeen?

I'm vacillating between being these amazing but creepy speakers made of artificial muscles -- so many of my interests intersecting? -- and DJ Paris Hilton (I'll just stand there like a stunned gazelle with one headphone, and have someone pop up from under my minidress to fiddle with a mixer). In any case, let's all agree that this can be our Halloween--costume-choosing retro kiki house theme song:

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Party Radar: SFDJ Showcase to pave way for massive local fest

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It's strange to me, in the wake of Lovevolution lesving the city a few years ago, that we have all these music-oriented street festivals (and park -- Hardly Strictly Bluegrass was a hardly strictly madhouse this past weekend), yet nothing devoted to local DJs, of which we have many of great quality. CMAC, the California Music and Culture Association, which helps protect and lobby for local nightlife concerns, is out to change that with a huge fest next year.

But first, a fundraiser toward that lofty and laudable goal, the SFDJ Showcase, on Mon/8 at 8pm at Mighty, which also doubles as the opening party for the intense SF Music Tech Summit, and features DJs Syd Gris, Maneesh the Twister, Sleazemore, and many more. Full details after the jump.

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Party Radar: Kafana Balkan, Maurice Fulton, Never Knows, Body and Soul, Glamamore and more

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I finally made it to Tradition, the new bar from the Bourbon and Branch guys that mashes up classic bar types -- English pub, dive bar, Mad Men cocktail hour, classic drawing room, tiki lounge, etc. -- in a gorgeous Tenderloin (oh, sorry, er "Union Square") space with awesome vintage liquor ads plastered on the walls and really cuuute staff.

Well, not quite mashes up: there are no great drunk Irish-whiskey brawlers breaking through the walls of a girl-drink-drunk gaggle of video-bar gays to form some kind of mutant queer neon St. Patrick's Day Parade. Or, you know, the Catholic Church. (Laugh track.)

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Party Radar: House of Aviance, John Talabot, Scuba, Rewind, Mykki Blanco, more

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Tons of great dance music and fab haps on tap this weekend -- so much, in fact that I'm giving weeeekend another couple of "e"s, OKeee? Your sountrack choices this week? Perfect summer edits party jams, wiggy contemporary ecstacy techno, clap-your-hands disco-funk loveliness, or hyper-poetic rejection bass. Wut? Do let's begin -- and for more crazy great thingies, including Squarepusher, Erol Alkan, Buraka Som Sistema, and The Pharcyde -- hit up our This Week's Picks section.

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By the horns

Nightlife: Voices from the Lake, Chuck Hampton, Blaktroniks, Blow Up reunion, Nitin, more -- too many? Nah -- parties 

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marke@sfbg.com

SUPER EGO So much glitterbong unihorny tres magnifiqué this week — let's get into it:

CHUCK HAMPTON

Fabulous old-school Detroit houser (also known as Gay Marvine) hits up the Housepitality weekly, dropping some glamour on the kids with fellows P-Play and Synthetigers.

Wed/18, 9pm, $5–$10. Icon, 1192 Folsom, SF. www.housepitalitysf.com

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Party Radar: Chez Damier, Robert Hood, Ivan Smagghe, Body and Soul, more

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Uhhhh.... yes, I'm finally recovering from Pride, which was quite a thing. Here's the quick tea: our SFBG Pulling Pork for Pride party was chill in a good, busy, porky way. Nightlife at the Cal Academy was a breezy, star-filled affair -- with baby ostriches, even! The lovely Mr. at Monarch on Friday was packed with stylish yet soulful dancers (along with Quentin Harris at Saturday's Mighty Real shindig, one of the most diverse parties of the weekend, too).

Juanita More's double-venue marathon on Pride Sunday was a high-water mark: its throbbing, post-runway crowd dressed in custom black separates and dripping vintage gold chains. Hard French was also a rockin' delight, its post-Tumblr crowd dressed in custom neon separates and dripping in silver netting. And Honey Soundsystem was just far too hot-hot-hot (both temperaturewise and bodywise), its crowd pretty much naked except for glimpses of Southwest-patterned motifs, whether shaven into baroque haircuts or flashed from acid-washed scraps. The music at every party was pretty amazing, and I even stumbled upon a secret shisha bar in the TL, woot.

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Party Radar, 4/20 special: Doc Martin and J-Boogie, Joey Negro, South Rakkas Crew, Fix Your Hair

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What's more emotionally hair-raising than tonight's "appearance" by DJ Pauly D at the Sound Factory? The pic accompanying this post of the scrubbed and painted Eagle Tavern that surfaced on the Internet this week -- I saw it via drag queen politico Anna Conda. Read more »

Party Radar: Donuts farewell, Neon Spring, more. Plus: Les mimes!

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Two big nightlife things this week are true: one sad (but hopeful!) and one speechless. The speechless one involves mimes. 

Yes, as the Chronicle keeps reporting, the Entertainment Commission is considering following in many European cities' silent footsteps -- perhaps against the wind, perhaps down invisible stairs, perhaps directly into a pernicious, intractable cube -- and utilizing street mime troupes to neutralize rowdy nightlife crowds on the street. It is horrifying. These roving claques of pantomimers, or "nocturnal artistic intervention squads" are part of a program called Les Pierrots de la Nuit, which is something I used to say out loud in the shower while I was washing my hair to crack myself up. Now those words have taken quivering, over-gesticulating flesh and I am mortified.

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Party Radar: Bye-bye Blow Up (?), Green Velvet, Kenny Larkin, Hookahdome, DJ Kaos, Monty Luke

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Is it weird that last night I found myself dancing around in my Underoos to Mother Nature's wowser light show and bass mechanix? Outside the disco, thunder and lightning are rare commodities 'round these parts (they happened, like, maybe three times in the '90s?), so please forgive me for flashdancing on my fire escape rather than hitting the dance floor. Sometimes you just gotta be a semi-private dancer in the elements, love.    

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