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Last night we had tickets to go see The Crystal Method at Ruby Skye with Amy and Rade; we were all really excited.  Our night turned out to be much different than we had planned….

The tickets said the show started at 8:00, so we made reservations for 6:00 at a nearby restaurant (Ponzu – yum!).  After a highly satisfying meal, we headed over to the club around 7:45.  Jon's friend Andrei was waiting outside for us, and informed us that the doors wouldn't even open until 8:15 or so.  This was starting to sound a bit like our trip to Ronnie Scott's in London, but since we knew the area, it was okay.  We turned around and went to some random hotel bar for a drink.  I discovered the vodka tonic, more refreshing and less sweet than my usual vodka cranberry.  Not sure why I hadn't tried it before, but anyway….

At 8:30, we went back to the club.  There were more people around, and someone was taking tickets and stamping wrists, so we went up to her and got into the lobby.  Inside, it was crowded, and no one was moving anywhere.  Initially we assumed the main doors just hadn't opened yet, but after a few minutes, something strange became apparent.  The lobby was full of GIRLS.  At least 5 of them were wearing those fake bachelorette veils.  It turns out there were several groups there waiting for their various friends to show up.  We got around them and went straight upstairs to the balcony.

After a few minutes of just standing at the balcony railing waiting (the upstairs bar wasn't open yet), the girls from the lobby began to come onto the dance floor.  While I don't understand why they all decided to converge upon Ruby Skye last night, it was crazy to see.  Prom-style circles of girls dancing around a pile of purses, one random fair-isle-sweatered dude dancing off by himself (clearly on some drug or another), and a pair of drag queens.  From our vantage point, we could now count 6 separate bachelorette parties.  As interesting of people watching as this was, it was pretty boring.  The music was the ultra-generic BOOM BOOM BOOM techno that I have been avoiding since college.  Amy did some reconnaissance to see about getting one of the reserved tables (all sold out), Andrei went out to find out when The Crystal Method would be onstage (not until MIDNIGHT, and it was only 9:00 at this point), then I went to find out whether we had in and out privileges (YES!).  We left, and headed to Bourbon and Branch to burn a couple of hours.

The doorman who was guarding the entrance to the library (the part of the bar for which you don't need reservations) didn't want to let us in initially, but after talking to a couple of other people, we got in.  The supposed party of 70 that was about to arrive, and the reason they didn't want to let us in, never came.  Anyway – I picked up a round of drinks (another vodka tonic, yay!), Andrei invited a couple of friends to join us, and we found a small table to gather around.  At this point I realized that the library actually had real books on the walls as decoration (duh).  Amy and I would pick up books from the shelves in front of us, showing the more interesting points to the group.  The cool thing was, these were OLD books, published from the 20s to the 50s.  Bank management, social revolt, Lincoln, an encyclopedia of modern fiction…fun for perusing in between conversations (and for starting new ones).

We left at 11:00 to head back to the club, got in without incident, and went back upstairs.  Within 15 minutes, we had wriggled our way back to the balcony railing.  Unfortunately, the headliners, instead of playing their own music (or even remixes of their own music), were just having a guest DJ set.  Worse, they were playing more of the BOOM BOOM BOOM crap.  For some reason, there was a group of about 15 people, friends of CM or something, just standing like idiots at the back of the stage.  The only redeeming point of the show that I found was their partnering with a group called Trapeze World.  One or two girls would come out at a time and do incredible acrobatic tricks on ropes or hoops suspended from the ceiling.  After seeing three of those cool acts and sitting through the in-between numbing rhythms (by this time it was about 1:30), we decided to call it a night.  Thank god we didn't take BART.

Oh, and somewhere in there, I completely lost my voice.  Jon is having no end of fun teasing me about it today 🙂

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Written by Sarah Levantine

September 30, 2007 at 2:07 pm

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