Happiness Insane Party ft ROZZO CRIÙ @ Punto G

Happiness. Insanity. Somehow we manage to incorporate them into our daily lives. They just seem to fit perfectly hand-in-hand. Those of you who know us know it's true.

However, if you know the Gasoline Crew you know that someone knows how to take it all to the MAX!

With performances by Da Rozzo Criù, the place got rocked to its core and the mood was around a 110% for all the people.

More pictures of Da Rozzo Criù...

... and other insanities AFTER THE JUMP!!!

THE BLISTERS BOYZ- 747 to Paris @ Plastic

As you all might have figured, they are our favourite band. And we advice all of you to check out their block rockin' beats — HERE!

For the first ever concert, the Blisters Boyz were booked at Plastic, Milan's oldest and chic-est nightlub. As part of the 747 Project, this night was dedicated to Paris. We definitively felt the decadence (until Jack Daniel's started playing some kind of bohemian rhapsody in our heads).

And remember - BE SEXY C'EST FRANCAIS!!!

This video might be slightly embarrasing for our dear Casanova... please notice how his accent changes after several hours of "hard work"...

And take a look at the rest AFTER THE JUMP!!!

You in Wonderland @ Gasoline

Poor Alice. She must have been quite puzzled by the wonders of that wicked rabbit hole. But if you think about it, her life was rather boring before she went down there. And besides, they wore fabulous hats down there, didn't they?

OFF WITH HER HEAD....

After the JUMP!

London Loves @ Plastic

We heard a lot about London Loves in the past. We knew it was at Plastic, but it collides with one of our other preferred nightly adventures, Romy & Michelle at Atomic. So... we never went, until this Friday. And my, oh my. Oh dear. Oh shit. More pictures...

...after a glass of Whiskey and THE JUMP!!!

Halloween - THRILLER! @ SPAZIO MEDINA

Most people were elsewhere this night. But that's probably because "most people" refers to boring people who were not in Milan this Halloween. Forget New York, forget Hollywood. Halloween has conquered Milan, and Milan has conquered Halloween!

A real treat... after the JUMP!

BADROOM @ GASOLINE!

Even if the girls in rebellious tattoos were the only attraction at GASOLINE, the hundreds of spectators/dancers/club kids/fashionistas/fun-sters etc. would still keep on flooding the dancefloor in the early hours of the night.

Apart from their totally avant-garde sense of music, fantastic staff, and wondefully excited clientele, the themes of their events keep their party beats going at such alarmning rate it's almost notorious. Not to mention, totally unique.

This weeks theme was : BADROOM.

 If you brought a pillow, you probably got in for free. The reason? A pretty intense Pillow Fight. Beds were set up against the walls with people in them, people jumping up and down, and a wide array of people doing naughty things.

Forget your childish pink bedrooms with silk sheets and lace curtains, this is Gasoline's BADROOM:

Fierce.

Go hard, or go home.

 If you think you're too cool for Gasoline, take a jump and bite your tongue.

Smalto @ LOTVS

Sometimes, people just want to have a drink and a cigarette. Or a drink. Or a cigarette. Or none.

But what we all want is a nice place to have a good time with our friends, and that's exactly what we found at LOTVS this Wednesday.

Meet the Dawn

After a rather traumatic evening, we finally arrived at Camikaze's house. And what better way to celebrate our endeavours than to have couple of cigarettes on the balcony, meeting the dawn with the kind of satisfaction only drunk people can have?

Russian girl, Südtiroler guy and Asian-Italian girl. We are the World!

Someone just got smoked.

Dunno wtff? this is...

...but this is beautiful.

Bad Omens

We know that putting some kind of tail in some certain place means good luck, but this sure didnt...

...we don't know what this is, but it seems to have been some kind of tail of some kind of freekish animal...

... and we don't really remember this...

... this means that the ATM is not working. And we encountered this about ten times this night. Try figuring out a way home without being able to withdraw money. It's pain, or the 91 BUS!

LA STRYXIA and her HALO.

At Plastic, you simply cannot avoid seeing the fabulous La Stryxia if you enter the House of Bordello (and you definitively should if you're there). My lens was a little bit foggy, but sometimes that's just what you need...

...to realize that...

...Jesus just came back!

Glitter Castigo

Glitter. Castigo.

How can one combine such a 'glittery' word with such a harsh one?

Where smoking is 'allowed' in bathrooms, drinks flow like rivers, and people stop being people.

Well, if you're into some hardcore glittery fun, then your Saturday night wish has been fulfilled.

Glitter Castigo, for all of you that need a good spanking.

It's amazing how this place, close to Loreto or whatever... the address is Via Tajani 11, manages to fill up. In our opinion, if something exists in a road that contain the letter "J" in its name, it has to be 'in culo alla Luna', which means 'f*cking far away in Italian'. But still. Still. Still it manages to fill up.

One of the DJ's are the same as in Atomic, which was basically our incentive to go there. They just know how to bring back the 90's in a way that makes us feel as if we actually experienced it. Go Aristopunk. And go, go, go to that other guy (DJ 412 this evening) as well. ;)

Fabrizio at the door, the most adorable man with a beard that walked this planet, will surely get you right in the mood to dance and have fun and all that jazz (or britpop or whatever).

Ennnnnjoy!

Packed.

I'm in Wonderland.

Or am I in Jamaica?

No, I'm back in the 90's.

Take a deep breath.

It's allright to be naked...

...and to tattoo your back.

It's even cool to pick your nose...

...and to drink...

...and stick your tongue out...

...and touch your face...

...or touch someone else!

Sad puppy.

Drunk puppy.

Happy puppies.

Notice the smokers...

...not the 'no smoking' sign.

You see, it's not just about YOUR outfit, but about your friend's outfit as well. One is too little. Three is too much. Two is just fabulous!

Is that a ghost?

You know you've been to Glitter when you've seen... this thing, whatever it is.