IT'S ALMOST LIKE WE'RE TOUCHING

(photos from the Creme de la Creme party at Hotel QT in Manhattan)

So while all this Bicycle Film Festing was going on, I took a break to drop by a party thrown by an old college acquaintance of mine, (R)Oxy Cottontail. I hear she throws good parties, and have been to a few (last one I can recall my date ended up grabbing some drunk-Paris-Hilton-ass, but alas her security boys had my number when I tried to Kodak the moment). This one was at Hotel QT, which boasts a pool, sauna, and steam room. Sounded like a pretty sweet deal to me. (Side note: when people have sex next to you in the steam room, they are not always subtle about it) It was fun, and I even took some photos before I left.

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MP3:

Boy is blowing up. This is the song that won last year's "Best of SXSW" for best lyrics ("Shake it till my dick turns racist"). Um, yeah. Kills on the dance floor.

• Spank Rock - Race Riot On The Dance Floor

A band's place in myspace.