DJ Fact 50 spins at Alt. Dance - Now with a Steampunk LARP
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Brian Gardner
Feb 7, 2012, 12:34:35 AM2/7/12
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Looking for something alternative to do on Thursday?
Alt. Dance continues to be your one-stop shop for Retro Futurism. Musically, we feature the best of Steampunk and Boom Swing, socially we're a weekly costume party, dance night and LARP, all rolled into one. We provide the opportunity to dress up, socialize, dance and play. The only thing missing is you!!!
DanzHaus / The Gingerbread House
1275 Connecticut Street,
San Francisco, CA 94107
Doors 7pm, Dancing 9:30-midnight
Admission is $5 for just the dance or LARP, but dance lessons are available early in the night if you want them. More information is available at http://swinggoth.com/sf/alt_dance/
SOCIALIZING!
The Danzhaus features a very homey little lounge to sit and talk while cavorting, plus plenty of private booths in the main room. Come and show off some of your favorite acquisitions, new or old.
DANCING!
As always, I'll structure my lessons on the people who come, teaching Intermediate Swing from (7:30-8:30) and Beginners Swing from (8:30-9:30). If you want to learn something in particular, feel free to let me know and I'll make sure to include it.
We'll be dancing from 9:30-midnight!
Dances will include Swing, Waltz, Blues etc...
LARPING!
For those of you who want to LARP (which is not mutually exclusive from dancing... unless you want it to be...), character creation starts at 7pm and the game starts at 8pm!
For a flavor of our game, read on....
To Mssrs Bellasco, Bellasco, and Bellasco, Mme Bellasco, Mr Kent (esq), Paris
From Erasmus Lydecker McNair, Chief of Operations aboard the Belle Nuit, General Manager of the Circus Aeroplex, out of San Francisco:
Dear Sirs and Ma'am,
WHERE IN THE NAME OF MACGREGOR MATHER'S MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR ARE YOU PEOPLE? I have been trying to reach you since the start of this whole operation. We have no funding, we're being inundated by lawsuits over clown-related damage to the San Francisco City of Lights, and I have yet to recieve a reply to any of my many MANY letters. My Dear Mr Kent: If you are indeed still on retainer to the Bellasco family as their legal representative, please be so kind as to look at the FIVE POUND REAM of legal documents I have forwarded to your office in Paris. I have noted, with some bitterness, that while I take the New London Times, The Old London Daily Mail, the Paris Gazette, and the New York Post, I have not seen the slightest mention of the Bellasco Family, not their triumphal world tour, nor any mention in the society papers. SO WHERE IN THE HELL ARE YOU?!? Are you entertaining savages in Africa? Keeping up morale for the soldiers of the Raj in India? Run off to the Sydney City of Gold? Slaving away in the Salt Mines of Turkey? Hiding out with socialist sympathizers in Argentina?
We have acquired a showpiece that will make the name of this circus. An inventor and puppeteer, one Professor Von Bekke of Sacramento, has kindly been assisting us with our Modern Miracles display. His latest creation, which he has mistakenly named "Behemoth" (I say mistaken, for the scripture is not so forgotten that audiences could fail to note that the Biblical Behemoth was a creature of the Earth, not the sea or sky), is nothing short of the Eighth Wonder of the World. How it could have been built by a lone inventor without even using an Aeroplex staggers the imagination, but the thing he built!
It is an airship, large enough to be mistaken for a large scale aester-harvester or even a dreadnaught of unfamilliar design. In form, it resembles a creature of the deep sea, not quite whale, manta, or shark, but having characteristics in common with all. It moves through the aester with an undulating motion, as if swimming, and is remarkably agile. Within, it is complex beyond my limited abilities to fathom. The complications of Big Ben are as nothing compared to this thing, which has gears and assemblies of such wonderful and complex array that it is self-regulating in flight.
I am no master of aeronautical engineering, but I am quite confident when I say that nothing rivals the technological sophistication of this masterpiece. Its hulls and membranes are of metallicized mycotecture. The gears and cogs are built with simple Leyden Jar mechanisms, so that the action of the gears produces an electrostatic charge, which is channeled to the hull of the ship, thereby repelling the aester. The patent rights alone could make a fortune, were the good Professor inclined to seek fame and fortune in the industrial sector. I do not know what divine providence guided him to me, but I thank God Almighty that it has thus occurred, for in this spectacle, which I have chosen to rename "Gargantua", we have the means to make this circus a true success.
I have contacted an old friend from the air corps, who has become a successful salvager in the San Gabriel mountains overlooking the bay of Los Angeles. As you may or may not know, peculiar meterological conditions in that area have created Aester Walls stable enough to pilot through, forming a low-lying harbor of Aester Smog over the sunken ruins of the city. Wreckers and Salvagers have constructed a network of crude berths for home-made air and aester ships, and my friend is in control of a set of berths large enough to showcase the Gargantua in an environment safe enough for audiences. I have envited Don Pedro Vega-Peralta and his family to take a tour of Gargantua. He is very influential in this region, the Peralta family having been some of the most prominant landowners of the region prior to the Rise. He and his stay-behind tribe are a major force for the reconstruction of Los Angeles. With his endorsement, I am hopeful that we will bring in audiences from around the area, and get a favorable write-up in the local newspapers and Radiant Networks, which will finally get our poor little show rolling.
I must tell you that attendance thus far has been very poor. We have had to offer passage and haul cargo as a means of acquiring the minimal income we need to keep going, and after the incedent with the clown, we have had a hard time finding technical crew willing to work with us. Our best hope lies in the good will of Don Pedro.
If ever this message is read by living eyes, I pray that you will respond swiftly, for I have no head for this enterprise without experienced counsel. I hope that my next report is more favorable. If we are stil solvent and in business when your reply comes, I remain, until then,
Your Obediant,
E McNair.
****
Post-Script: I write this as I lay in my hospital bed. I have been shot. An assassin was lurking in the audience. As the Peralta Family came away from their tour, they were gunned down by an unknown assailant who promptly fled the scene. I suffered a bullet wound to the abdomen, although our veteranarian assures me that I'll be fine once she's applied enough leeches to draw the toxins out of my bloodstream. Only one Peralta remains - young Tomas, the youngest son of the Peralta Family, had wandered away from the tour, and gotten lost in the depths of the Gargantua. He found a cashe of drugged cotton-candy, which we use to keep the clowns pacified between shows, and suffered a near-fatal overdose. He was in the infirmary after having his stomach pumped when the fatal shooting occurred. As i write this, he is resting comfortably on a cot next to mine, unaware of the horrible news I must relate to him. For his own safety, I have resolved to keep him with us for the time being, as any assassin vicious enough to kill not only Don Pedro but also his wife, son, and daughter, would not hesitate to finish the task by ending the life of his youngest son. I may have exiled the boy from his birthright, but I am preserving his life. He can reclaim the rest when he is grown.
During the chaos of the assassination, Gargantua broke away from its moorings and has flown off, ascending high into the Aester. I believe that the assassin is aboard, and has used the clockwork airship to escape the scene. We will re-take the Gargantua, and bring this vile assassin to justice. I must post this letter now, for Bedouin has announced that we are ready to launch.
E McN
--
http://www.youtube.com/swinggoth
http://www.swinggoth.com
Alt. Dance continues to be your one-stop shop for Retro Futurism. Musically, we feature the best of Steampunk and Boom Swing, socially we're a weekly costume party, dance night and LARP, all rolled into one. We provide the opportunity to dress up, socialize, dance and play. The only thing missing is you!!!
DanzHaus / The Gingerbread House
1275 Connecticut Street,
San Francisco, CA 94107
Doors 7pm, Dancing 9:30-midnight
Admission is $5 for just the dance or LARP, but dance lessons are available early in the night if you want them. More information is available at http://swinggoth.com/sf/alt_dance/
SOCIALIZING!
The Danzhaus features a very homey little lounge to sit and talk while cavorting, plus plenty of private booths in the main room. Come and show off some of your favorite acquisitions, new or old.
DANCING!
As always, I'll structure my lessons on the people who come, teaching Intermediate Swing from (7:30-8:30) and Beginners Swing from (8:30-9:30). If you want to learn something in particular, feel free to let me know and I'll make sure to include it.
We'll be dancing from 9:30-midnight!
Dances will include Swing, Waltz, Blues etc...
LARPING!
For those of you who want to LARP (which is not mutually exclusive from dancing... unless you want it to be...), character creation starts at 7pm and the game starts at 8pm!
For a flavor of our game, read on....
To Mssrs Bellasco, Bellasco, and Bellasco, Mme Bellasco, Mr Kent (esq), Paris
From Erasmus Lydecker McNair, Chief of Operations aboard the Belle Nuit, General Manager of the Circus Aeroplex, out of San Francisco:
Dear Sirs and Ma'am,
WHERE IN THE NAME OF MACGREGOR MATHER'S MAGICAL MYSTERY TOUR ARE YOU PEOPLE? I have been trying to reach you since the start of this whole operation. We have no funding, we're being inundated by lawsuits over clown-related damage to the San Francisco City of Lights, and I have yet to recieve a reply to any of my many MANY letters. My Dear Mr Kent: If you are indeed still on retainer to the Bellasco family as their legal representative, please be so kind as to look at the FIVE POUND REAM of legal documents I have forwarded to your office in Paris. I have noted, with some bitterness, that while I take the New London Times, The Old London Daily Mail, the Paris Gazette, and the New York Post, I have not seen the slightest mention of the Bellasco Family, not their triumphal world tour, nor any mention in the society papers. SO WHERE IN THE HELL ARE YOU?!? Are you entertaining savages in Africa? Keeping up morale for the soldiers of the Raj in India? Run off to the Sydney City of Gold? Slaving away in the Salt Mines of Turkey? Hiding out with socialist sympathizers in Argentina?
We have acquired a showpiece that will make the name of this circus. An inventor and puppeteer, one Professor Von Bekke of Sacramento, has kindly been assisting us with our Modern Miracles display. His latest creation, which he has mistakenly named "Behemoth" (I say mistaken, for the scripture is not so forgotten that audiences could fail to note that the Biblical Behemoth was a creature of the Earth, not the sea or sky), is nothing short of the Eighth Wonder of the World. How it could have been built by a lone inventor without even using an Aeroplex staggers the imagination, but the thing he built!
It is an airship, large enough to be mistaken for a large scale aester-harvester or even a dreadnaught of unfamilliar design. In form, it resembles a creature of the deep sea, not quite whale, manta, or shark, but having characteristics in common with all. It moves through the aester with an undulating motion, as if swimming, and is remarkably agile. Within, it is complex beyond my limited abilities to fathom. The complications of Big Ben are as nothing compared to this thing, which has gears and assemblies of such wonderful and complex array that it is self-regulating in flight.
I am no master of aeronautical engineering, but I am quite confident when I say that nothing rivals the technological sophistication of this masterpiece. Its hulls and membranes are of metallicized mycotecture. The gears and cogs are built with simple Leyden Jar mechanisms, so that the action of the gears produces an electrostatic charge, which is channeled to the hull of the ship, thereby repelling the aester. The patent rights alone could make a fortune, were the good Professor inclined to seek fame and fortune in the industrial sector. I do not know what divine providence guided him to me, but I thank God Almighty that it has thus occurred, for in this spectacle, which I have chosen to rename "Gargantua", we have the means to make this circus a true success.
I have contacted an old friend from the air corps, who has become a successful salvager in the San Gabriel mountains overlooking the bay of Los Angeles. As you may or may not know, peculiar meterological conditions in that area have created Aester Walls stable enough to pilot through, forming a low-lying harbor of Aester Smog over the sunken ruins of the city. Wreckers and Salvagers have constructed a network of crude berths for home-made air and aester ships, and my friend is in control of a set of berths large enough to showcase the Gargantua in an environment safe enough for audiences. I have envited Don Pedro Vega-Peralta and his family to take a tour of Gargantua. He is very influential in this region, the Peralta family having been some of the most prominant landowners of the region prior to the Rise. He and his stay-behind tribe are a major force for the reconstruction of Los Angeles. With his endorsement, I am hopeful that we will bring in audiences from around the area, and get a favorable write-up in the local newspapers and Radiant Networks, which will finally get our poor little show rolling.
I must tell you that attendance thus far has been very poor. We have had to offer passage and haul cargo as a means of acquiring the minimal income we need to keep going, and after the incedent with the clown, we have had a hard time finding technical crew willing to work with us. Our best hope lies in the good will of Don Pedro.
If ever this message is read by living eyes, I pray that you will respond swiftly, for I have no head for this enterprise without experienced counsel. I hope that my next report is more favorable. If we are stil solvent and in business when your reply comes, I remain, until then,
Your Obediant,
E McNair.
****
Post-Script: I write this as I lay in my hospital bed. I have been shot. An assassin was lurking in the audience. As the Peralta Family came away from their tour, they were gunned down by an unknown assailant who promptly fled the scene. I suffered a bullet wound to the abdomen, although our veteranarian assures me that I'll be fine once she's applied enough leeches to draw the toxins out of my bloodstream. Only one Peralta remains - young Tomas, the youngest son of the Peralta Family, had wandered away from the tour, and gotten lost in the depths of the Gargantua. He found a cashe of drugged cotton-candy, which we use to keep the clowns pacified between shows, and suffered a near-fatal overdose. He was in the infirmary after having his stomach pumped when the fatal shooting occurred. As i write this, he is resting comfortably on a cot next to mine, unaware of the horrible news I must relate to him. For his own safety, I have resolved to keep him with us for the time being, as any assassin vicious enough to kill not only Don Pedro but also his wife, son, and daughter, would not hesitate to finish the task by ending the life of his youngest son. I may have exiled the boy from his birthright, but I am preserving his life. He can reclaim the rest when he is grown.
During the chaos of the assassination, Gargantua broke away from its moorings and has flown off, ascending high into the Aester. I believe that the assassin is aboard, and has used the clockwork airship to escape the scene. We will re-take the Gargantua, and bring this vile assassin to justice. I must post this letter now, for Bedouin has announced that we are ready to launch.
E McN
--
http://www.youtube.com/swinggoth
http://www.swinggoth.com
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