I've said this before, but it bears repeating: if invaders from Mars send a scouting expedition to determine if they should attack Earth, I really hope they land in Supperclub. I can only image that the debaucherous, self-indulgent lunacy that takes place in this day-glo asylum (<--no, really, you need to see that) would cause the killer spacemen to turn tail and flee. When you look at it like that, I guess parties like Wednesday's throwdown with Italian DJ Carlo Astuti (with photos helpfully provided by Le Panda) are actually essential for the survival of the human race. Who knew? More»

It's Fashion Week! And while that means some great parties, plenty of celebrity sightings, and some really cool clothes, it also means runway shows. Which are great, but, as has been pointed out before, LAFW always feels a little different from NY's. Some people (NYers) might tell you this is because NYC is somehow more inherently suited to high fashion and sophistication. And while this video of a sophisticated gigantic rat attacking a sophisticated sleeping hobo on the subway would seem to back that argument up, I think there's something more to it. More»

The best thing about L.A. is our ability to use the resources available to us. For example, if you already run a weird dinner club known for trapeze-swinging burlesque dancers and creepy ancient Rome-style "midget shows", and then Seth MacFarlane asks you if he can throw a Family Guy/Christmas/Star Wars themed party there, you don't blink. Nope, you just slap some Santa-hat Stormtrooper gear on the dancing girls, get Night Vision Entertainment on board, throw the midget in a Darth Vader getup, hire DJ Vice and Rick Rude, and take it from there. More»