Brite lights, big city 

When I was younger, I worked at a nonprofit art cinema showing summer matinees for day cares. I saw "classics" such as Rainbow Brite and the Star Stealer numerous times, and something about that helium-voiced tease made me wonder about the honey pot at the end of the rainbow.

Sadly, you can't actually seduce a cartoon; all you can do is sit alone in an empty movie theater, your left hand well greased by popcorn oil.

It wasn't till years later that I realized there was a way to make my illicit dreams come true: It's called Halloween, the time of year when even the most "respectable" grown-ass people role-play. I shivered as at least three Rainbow Brites swept by me over two costume-filled nights. Thank God for the '80s revival.

Seriously, why get drunk and fool around with the A-list when you can do it with the A-Team? That was just one option as reports CL's own Carlton Hargro, host of the urban music podcast "AudioFloss":

"On Thurs., Oct. 27, myself and the five-deep 'AudioFloss' posse visited Vision to record a few segments at the '80s-themed Sol-Fusion third anniversary party. Unfortunately, after an hour of being denied entry while legions of legwarmer-garbed, bamboo earring-sporting chicks with teased fauxhawks penetrated the club unmolested, we said adios to the Kurtis Blow and Mr. T look-alikes and taped ''Floss' from the warm and inviting Django (much love to Brendan). But don't get it twisted: I still got love for Sol-Fusion. Visit for a profanity-riddled interview with the man behind the event, J. Carter."

That's right, CL has a podcast or two, and a new music staff writer, Mosi Reeves, who I escorted Halloween "tweakend" for his first city scene. Here are highlights in brief:

On Fri., Oct. 28, we swung through the Masquerade for Das Bunker (check for schedule), where the magnificent, almost maleficent Victoria lorded over the bar as the industrial/EBM sounds shadowboxed. At MJQ, we briefly saw DJ Keiran throw down beats before he favors beets as a restaurateur at P'Cheen. And in the Drunken Unicorn, we just barely missed the Black Lips CD celebration but saw the King Kahn & BBQ Show's scratchy, yelping funk shut the place down.

While on Sat., Oct. 29, we hung at Bazzaar with costume contest winner Leeloo and "cocksuckers" and "cum dumpsters" -- at least according to the name tags secretly affixed to their backs by always devious Jason Jupiter -- before heading to Eleven50 where Liquified's Devin gave me a brusque man-kiss to celebrate the production group's 11th anniversary. After all that, Mosi, formerly of Miami, commented that Atlanta may not be as glamorous as that scene but it's certainly dirtier. Interpret as you will.

So, plugs for "AudioFloss" and Mosi, and I'd still like to plug Rainbow Brite. Keep it classy, Atlanta.

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