Hooman Karamian, the wannabe Perez Hilton...
Sometimes, God sends you free room service. That's what it felt like a couple of days ago when Hooman Karamian's flack with the mega firm of 5W PR called me and offered him up to me on a silver platter. Hoo-da Hooman? You know him better as "Nik Richie," purveyor of ribald pics of drunken nightlifers vomiting and/or exposing themselves for the camera. Karamian's decidedly retail genius is that through a variety of Web sites spun off from The Dirty.c
The partygoers at the Draw 10 are whipped into a frenzy by DJ Unknown Error at Jumpdown Sessions Vol. II. Click here for more pictures from the event.
It's just after 11 p.m. on a Saturday night and the Party Crasher feels like his eardrums are about to burst.
Standing less than two feet from the quaking subwoofers of a monolithic speaker, the reverend of revelry's cochlea were getting blasted by a cacophonic storm of bass-driven dubstep and glitchy breakbeats. Feeling very much like the dude
Maybe it's because I don't listen to a lot of it in my off hours - that time when I want only the sweet, sweet voice of Karen Carpenter to sooth me over AM radio - but I'm constantly surprised by the depth and quality of the Phoenix metal scene. In the seven months I've been doing You Asked For It I've yet to have a bad local metal record come across my desk (sadly, the same cannot be said for the pathetic local punk scene) and this week won't change that.Phoenix thrash metal band Hemoptysis is
