WIERD Presents an Eminently Inexcusable Evening with FUTURE BLONDES with DJs Miz Margo and Frankie Teardrop

August 8, 2012

For everyone who's been mourning the WIERD days of danger and despair when the bodily fluids ran free and alive onstage and the electricity shot out of all artistitial orifices into your minds as you blissfully took it like the man your always wanted to be, this WIERD's for you. Since the Sado-Texastic invasion began last fall word's been out down in the hot skuzzmatic dustbowl the VR world's hungry for filth, and I must say they've been one uppin themselves over and over for months now, quite impressively I might add mmm hmm. But the most eminently unacceptable of all these inexcusably taboo characters has been bored and relaxing, smirking the daze away out on the back porch laughing at our sorry sore asses from on low for years now, week after week...so without VRurthur ado tonight WIERD at long last welcomes the weekly party debut of FUTURE BLONDES for a live performance at midnight! I've been tryin to figure out who the hell the amazing Domokos has playin in the band with him on this tour but hes a triumphantly shady lady who's hard to track down, like the kind of dude who emails you to get your girlfriend's email to 'collaborate with her a new experimental split cassette project'...then you get a groin-curdling 4am phonecall a week later from a rest stop in Southern Ohio where shes duct taped to a pipe in the basement :O...Yes, right lovely. Anyway, I'm trying to find the band late last night so I skip out into the bushwacked night down to Heaven Street and none other than the Blind Prophet himself president VRagon is splayed out bottomless dressed like a Krishna hangin upside down by one ankle from the ceiling surrounded by a bunch of cacklin drunk old SF queens in cowboy hats and chaps gigglin with terrifying glee all smackin his skinny redhot mounds around with a leather double dong like he's a 3rd grade DIJ pinata. King Domo is in the corner blasting crustily-shredded shrieks out of a sticky cheap mixer, there's a few young pasty boys covered in flour in the corner asleep under a dirty towel, a big pile of boiled asparagus on top of an empty case of Bordeaux, and a huge jar some sort of freshly minted magenta jelly melting and oozing off the table onto the a pile of mics on the cement floor. "Oh look who it is ha!, big surprise. You missed the party man...figures, you always miss IT...whatever, New York sucks."

Heedless to gay, NSFWierd tonight kiddies...see you all in the golden bowels of the misty lonestar lady, dare to be rare and beware, she's lookin for love in all the wrong places...VR

MIz Margo and Frankie Teardrop Spin the WIERD World!
Wed. August 8th, 10pm-4am
(Very Rare Live Performance by FUTURE BLONDES at Midnight!)
WIERD @ Home Sweet Home
131 Christie St. at Delancey, NYC