Resurrection on the Cross: Cinco de Mayo Meltdown

(This post goes out to the iJamming! Pubbers who recommended Sol Seppys album The Bells of 1 2. Good call.)

So it’s the 5th of May, Cinco de Mayo, which means about as much to me as St. Patrick’s Day, but those who enjoy a good excuse to drink tequila or Mexican beer (or, even, Mexican wine?) will be out in force tonight celebrating that time the Mexican Army beat the French Army. (Though, of course, one is tempted to ask who has not beat the French army at some point or other. Or several times if you’re German or French. Ah, it must be World Cup season….) And if you’re anywhere near Brooklyn’s Park Slope area, remember to visit The Royale, between 12th and 13th streets on 5th Avenue. My wife Posie will be guest DJing what will, in all likelihood, be the very final night of Step On follow-on Resurrection. Coincidence? Who knows?

I will be propping up the beduin tent sofas through the night, trying not to think of how little sleep we’ll be getting given that we’re bringing the kids with us and staying in one room at a local friend’s house. If I sound crabby over the next few days online, you’ll know why.

But, in all seriousness, please try and attend. Looks like the Madchester/acid house/indie-dance revival party has run its course, and just as we were there for the beginning, so shall it be in the end. Thanks to the Royale for many a good memory, and to Joe and Brendan for being such great hosts. Here’s to one last dance floor celebration.

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