I am, and have always been, a sucker for a good sound system. When raves died in the late 90’s, I mourned the loss of the walls of bass more than my 40-inch phat pants (some of which I still have in a box somewhere, but that’s a whole ‘nother post).

Which is why it was such a surprise to find myself dancing up a sweat last night around 2am in a basement that reminded me of college house parties to a sound system worse than my computer speakers. OK, that’s hyperbole, but still. No low end, with highs cranked so much that my ears are still ringing the day after. However, I do believe I tweeted that “clipping never sounded so good.”

Because I have learned that if I’m with good friends, in the mood for a party, and listening to music that doesn’t suck, we can make an awesome time just about anywhere, including the basement of Don Pedro’s, surrounded by 20-year-olds and a crappy sound system.