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Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Mick Boogie’s House of Blues birthday gets Lebronified

Posted By on Tue, Mar 25, 2008 at 5:52 AM

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The Chosen One followed his small entourage through the crowd and to a little corner of the room, where he began to, well, stand there, like some guy at a party.
When you and I throw a birthday party, we toss all of our clothes from the floor of our living room into our closet, ready a Lynyrd Skynyrd-heavy iPod playlist, and buy one of those party strobes from Spencer’s Gifts, keeping the receipt so we can return it the next day. When Mick Boogie, Cleveland’s uber-ubiquitous DJ, throws his 30th birthday, it’s at the House of Blues with corporate sponsorship, and there’s a bouncer demanding entry bribes from people who don’t look important enough. Oh yeah, and one of the most famous people in the world — currently wedged in the rankings between Kim Jong Il and Maddona — shows up… Boogie’s party in the Cambridge Room at the HOB was invite-only, which made us feel special, but the line for drinks was topping thirty minutes, which made us think, “Hey, just how many special people are there, anyway?” But our fears were assuaged around 1:30 a.m., when in walked LeBron — because if he’s there, you know you’re close to the center of the earth. The Cavs played in Milwaukee that night, which means LeBron likely was driven straight from the airport to HOB. It makes you wonder if Boogie could be delusional enough to expect such adulation from local superstars after he moves to Brooklyn, until you realize that, oh yeah, LeBron’s gonna be the local superstar. Wearing a Lebron jacket and wool hat, and a custom-fitted LeBron face, The Chosen One followed his small entourage through the crowd and to a little corner of the room, where he began to, well, stand there, like some guy at a party. We know LeBron likes to dance, but he didn’t attempt to make his way to the floor, aware that that would cause a frenzied stampede, likely resulting in the trampling of Terry Urban and DJ Joey Fingaz. Aside from a few gawkers snapping photos, everybody tried to go on with the party. But there was no use; it had been LeBronified. You could be engrossed in a perfectly riveting discussion of Descartean physics — or that new Pink video — but then you think, “I wonder what kind of face LeBron’s making,” or “Maybe LeBron’s taken off that hat now,” and you have no choice but to look. The only way to escape LeMagnetism was to leave the party. “He really does have a presence,” said a Cavs fanatic friend as we were leaving. “It’s like he’s a king, or a really big lion.” –Gus Garcia-Roberts
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