went to a potluck chinese new year party at my chickfriend’s place tonight, and some videogems were unearthed that i HAD to pass on to youseguys.

these trinidadian soca bangers were enough to send all my dumb emo hangups packing, never to return.

…not to mention i had a sick valentine’s day weekend eruption of girlytime, chickpartying, and drinking — something i barely ever get to do when i’m swirling in and out of the city in my ice-blue betchmobile!! so, chevonne the sad/tortured ahhrtiste has left the building.

(fyi — “palance” is a word the band created.  palancing is basically just partying your ass off, preferably with fuzzy creatures and a moonbounce.)