MiamiNights - Miami Night Clubs, Nightlife

Praise Jebus, WMC is over! God, I'm so over this shit it's not even funny. This has felt like a never ending weekend. But today marks the end, so for the next several days I don't want to go out, drink or do anything except sleep.

Last night I capped my WMC week by attending the Fixed WMC Freakout, which if you didn't go, you missed out on one hell of a party. Boys Noize killed it playing loud and hard that I think I no longer can hear anymore. Simian Mobile Disco put on a great show that included an amazing lighting system that pumped everyone up.

But my night wouldn't be normal if I didn't manage to embarrass myself. So I was by the bar -- don't ask me what time it was, I was completely drunk -- and I see Moby. Yes, Moby just hanging out, catching the show. I go "Oh my God! You're Moby!" And he politely smiles and says hello. And I blurt out "I love that track you did with Gwen Stefani." He goes "Yea, that was ages ago." For the life of me I couldn't name you a recent Moby track, to tell you the truth I don't even like Moby's music that much. Anyway, after saying that he gave me this weird look like I was some kind of freak, which I don't blame him, I'd give myself that look after what I said.

I also bumped into Calvin Harris and congratulated him on a great performance at the Raleigh on Friday. It sucked that I couldn't catch him at White Room, but his set and Boys Noize's set went on at the same time.  And he didn't give me a weird look like Moby did -- score!