Elizabitchin': If you didn't go to the Bloody Valentine Massacre...

You're a FOOL! No, but you've been warned. Don't make the same mistake next year. The event, a Sweet Demonica production, was a blast! Walking into the Elbow Room, after passing the Zombie door dude, the first thing I saw was Ricki Dickerson, all decked out and ready to rock. DJ Scarboni and DJ Chuck Damage were playing s slew of fun but totally random tunes...I think I heard some Mitch Ryder folowed by the Misfits at some point. And yes, there may have been some singing along.

I sauntered up to the bar and ordered a Champagne of Beers then sat back to take in the scenery. What I saw were oodles of bloody guys and hot chicks in various "valloween" costumes. For many, this event was another excuse to dress slutty and smear oneself with blood. Hey I'm not judging, that's exactly what I did but without the blood;) The prize of the night would have to go to Amanda Zee, whose gory interpretation of Alice after smashing through the looking glass, was a spectacle to behold. With shards of glass protruding from her flesh, she still managed to look lovely.

Honorable mention goes to the band, Christpuncher. They looked like dirtball/metalhead transplants from 1981.

The first act were the Vamps of Valentine, a belly dancing troupe. To be honest, I really didn't watch them and stayed up at the bar. But if crowd shift is any indication then I would say it was probably pretty hot since 80% of the patrons moved in for a closer look.

Next up were the Gepetto Files puppets enacting a peculiar art/puppet show in which Vincent Van Gogh was drawing portraits of some unsuspecting victims. I didn't volunteer but you can always count on Ted to come up with something twisted for the puppets to do.

The main event of the night was the long-awaited reignition of Christpuncher. Ricki Dickerson, Fred Zepplin, Roxi Balboa and Fripp Ronson are back together to crank out their versions of 80's metal favorites. With new drummer, Fuckin' A and bass player, Bobby Hammersmith, the Christpuncher juggernaut hit the stage. In a word, they ROCKED. But I'm partial to the 70's/80's metal and was stoked for the band anyhow. The crowd was totally into the show and shit, I was right up front headbanging with the rest of them. The songs were favorites like Hell Bent For Leather, Love Gun and that song from Cheech and Chong, you know, the one where they win the contest? Well anyway, it was awesome. Fists were in the air, hair was flying and there was no shortage of horns being thrown.