June 25th was the one year anniversary of the death of Michael Jackson. One year since we lost one of the most interesting/inspirational/controversial human beings the world has ever known. As a tribute to him, hundreds of people from around the Bay Area converged on the SF Ferry Building in order to dance it out and have a blast. Tunes were courtesy of the always awesome 'Deep and Trikeasaurus, and it was ALL MJ, ALL NIGHT. If you are so inclined, you can check out more on 'Deep and his adventures over at www.deeptrouble.com.
Here is a picture of Trikeasaurus, a modifed trike with a couple of huge speakers that acts as a fully mobile sound system. He can usually be found at any big SF type of event, from SantaCon to the Easter Sunday Bigwheel Race.
Despite the fact that there were a couple of repeats thrown in there, we were able to take advantage of a large portion of MJ's entire music catalog - from Jackson 5 all the way to "White Michael". The vibe was amazing, people were in a great mood, and the tourists and passersby were obviously entertained with something that can only be described as "uniquely San Francisco." Some of the highlights of the night were the giant group of us that got the electric slide going at least 40 people strong; the "battle circle" that was cleared out by a huge, shirtless Samoan guy only to be shown up by a 7-8 year old girl who had a sweet little six-step; the white guy who was WAY too into his MJ impressions; and of course, all the random characters who were just too unique to describe with words:
The character with the pom-pom was absolutely ridiculous. He brought a modified broomstick adorned with an MJ face, a bunch of streamers and all sorts of other hippy shit. He kept screaming at the top of his lungs over and over, "Can you feel him? I can feel him!!!" He also had a couple of laminated magazine covers that featured MJ from back in the day. Needless to say, he absolutely made my night.
Then there was this guy, who looked and moved like a geriatric Che Guevara/Mr. Miyagi hybrid. He was pretty awesome, but not as awesome as my favorite Asian, Mr. Frank Chu.
And wouldn't you know it...he was on hand to add his made up words and 12 galaxies tacit approval.
Despite the fact that the weather was a tad misty, the crew still had an awesome time, and ended up heading out around 11:30 so we could catch BART before it shut down - I was also pretty ready for a drink so I convinced the crew we should head back tot the Mission and hit Rosamunde for some beers. Turns out Rosamunde closes at 11:00, so we ended up heading over to Mission Bar for a quick drink.
If you are ever in the area, I would recommend heading over here for a good, stiff drink. I like my Beam and Cokes strong, and these things were STRONG. Having been up since 5:30am I ended up calling the night a little after midnight. I had to be up early for golf the next morning with the Broseph - but that's a whole 'nother blog in itself.