Ahhh New Years, that night where you think you should be having so much goddamn fun, but it turns out as you knew it would be, it turns out totally anti-climatic. Like a student art film. But every year I make it out and have a 'time just to say I did. New Years in Fernie comes down to: The Pub, The Main Cool bar of the time (which is Bulldogs this season) and House Parties. Each have there pros and cons. You decide.
The Pub is having a sick music party put together by Fedski. His well establised friends in the DJ biz are coming to the mountains to shake the pub up. Yeah, its the pub, crappy atmosphere and lots of out of towners, but if you like House Music, this is your party. But they are planning on some cool lighting I here.
Bulldogs: Bryx and DJ Degree. Will be a good dance party and there will be a local scene there. It'll be fun, but nothing out of the ordinary. Tickets are way cheap, so that makes things even to me. Count on the ratio of men to women to be high, so watch out ladies at midnight you will have a line up of dudes to "kiss" you. I was fucking dodging sloppy shit everywhere last year. Im bringing my SARS mask this year in case shit gets outta hand again.
House Parties: Its really annoying to organize these or get people together all on the same page, but somehow it always magically comes together and the morning after is something out of a John Hughes movie. But if you put all your eggs in this party basket you risk a shut down from the local Barney Fyfes at an early hour and you're left with 7Eleven hotdogs.
The Royal: Shred Kelly, and a some dj. I wonder what e-heads look like at a banjo party? weird.
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