First Day of Summer "Punk vs. Funk" benefit for AMC

Punk vs. Funk! Saturday June 20th (FIRST DAY OF SUMMER) at the Trumbullplex, 4210 Trumbull Ave., DETROIT.

BBQ @ 6pm. Punk vs Funk Dance Battle @ 10pm. Live set from Montreal's Swamp Sex Robots. Surprise DJ's (Sterling! and Jhone! shhhhhhhh) spinning 'til we are no longer human...

Benefit for the Allied Media Conference. Suggested donation $10- $20.

a glimpse into the future:

we arrived with the beer...Ghetto Blaster, of course. the grill was going and the freaks had arrived. none of us knew, how insane it was going to get, but we should have. we should have known, i'm sorry. at that time the music was just fun music coming out of the space, from our new system, while we goofed off talkin tough about the battle, but only a few short hours later...
it was not just music, it was a frenzied mashup groove wailing on our soul. no i can't even speak of it now. the way the dance floor divided itself naturally and became so sweat soaked, punks with their clothes falling off in face paint and a too serious look in their eyes while on the other, the children of Funkadelic had risen-with rearranging body parts and flags, don't ask! it was just too strange. “we are here to win” each side said. the best songs to really get down to are raw and rebellious and they are punk! no they are funk! and the dance battle was on. maybe it was those little veggie bombs, they melted our insides and we were no longer ourselves.
i don't even know who won. DJ FUnk destrucTO was certainly pleased with his set, I didn't know he was so tattooed? and Buried Glory was impossibly cool in a situation that was so unspeakably hot. HOT I said! Like that freakin' grill, we were cooking ourselves into life in there.
Then! around Midnight the fun, like inflatable rooms and cheap wine, began. Swamp Sex Robots came out in these super wacked out costumes (lions and tigers and ninjas-oh my!) with all their experimental punk rock, funky bass and disco beats and said, "oh you like to dance do you..." and the place got eerily quiet. We did not know I swear; how could we know they were on a five year mission to enslave all humans and use their dance-energy to fuel their robotic social revolution.
They were so hot I was one of the lucky ones to escape with my eyeballs not burned out!