
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…
This article appears in Mar 19-25, 2008.
