Evil Disco has the distinction of being the drunkest, sweatiest, worst-hangover-ever dance night in DC. Hands down.
It was awesome when it was on a school night, but now that it is on Fridays (and at the Cat) there is no point resisting it.
Kara and Josh spun the light fantastic, people danced, screamed, sweated and drank themselves into oblivion and Fitsum was there to capture it all.
Check his full set here:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sexyfitsum/sets/72157601583696565/
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why the hell did I leave before Kara took her top off?
these pictures are killer.
seriously, i think kara is the hottest gal in d.c.
for sure. kara is the hottest girl in dc.
my favorite evil discos are still those where Kara starts out in some sort of a 50s prom confection of a dress/pin up outfit and 5 inch heels and ends up with her chucks on by midnight.
prom dress still immaculate.
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I went to this party and left after an hour. Shitty metal and in-jokes left and right. Is this DC's excuse for a hip party scene? Drunk blond DJs in metal tees and heels getting groped and playing BIG COUNTRY? I miss Rick Astley and getting drunk in fields, man.
notice how the photos only ever show one or two people? that's because everyone else at the party is fucking BORED. the dance floor was crowded alright - with people just standing around. listen. all you can do at this party is hold the wall up and pray that the drunk ass dj stops bumping into the record player so it'll stop skipping. and newsflash: metal and 80s rock isn't dance able unless it's poison, and really that only counts for two songs. sorry, not even GnR can be considered dance music. let's stop fooling ourselves and start boogy-n for real! if you wanna get drunk and play only music that you and your friends think is totally awesome, do it at home. this party and both djs are lame.
you two couldnt be more wrong about the turn out or pretty much anything else.
Besides, how lame and boring are you that you'd spend an awesome sunday afternoon coordinating some faggoty-ass diss about a party that happenned over 5 weeks ago? you petty twats should hold hands and jump off a bridge over and over again. Call that party "Loser Death Pit"; I'd definitely take pix of that.