Monday, December 21, 2009

Holly House Winter Formal at Mercy Lounge, 12/19/09

Posted By on Mon, Dec 21, 2009 at 11:17 AM

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Check out the slideshows for more photos: Part 1; Part 2.

The Spin woke on Saturday with only one thing on our agenda: some serious X-ma-kwana-hanna-rama-christma-kah-danz-mas partying, as Chuck Mead might say. We spent all afternoon slaving away in the kitchen cooking some special holiday treats: hot chocolate from scratch with Nashville's own Olive & Sinclair chocolate, some apple-cranberry turnovers and our special vegan cookie bars. We gotta say, though, vegans sure do complain a lot--especially when you put 'em in the Cuisinart--but they taste so good with a little nutmeg and cinnamon! By the time the sun had set and our serving platters were garnished, it was time to celebrate the season with the cream of Nashville's rock crop.

The first stop was the home of Dave and Alexis Paulson to pre-game before we hit up the Holly House Winter Formal at the Mercy Lounge. We were expecting a house full of hipsters when we arrived at the local music scribe/recording artist/'90s cover song guru's house, but we were uncharacteristically early and ended up chillin' with their parents. We had no idea that hipsters even had parents--we totally thought they were grown hydroponically in a secret bunker in Williamsburg. (Who knew?) As the time grew closer to rock o'clock, more scenesters trickled in--Out the Other's Janet Timmons, Exit/In's Ryan Bruce, John and Joe from Lake Fever, Rollum and Katie Haas--essentially a whole bunch of folks who wear ugly sweaters even if it's not Christmas time. The wine flowed, as did the hard pear cider, the egg nog and, yeah, we might have spiked the hot chocolate, which in retrospect might not have been the best idea but it seemed like a good one at the moment.

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Once we were good and fired up, we made our way across town to celebrate with the Holly House crew. On our way there, we were caught in an honest-to-goodness snow flurry, which essentially turned our car into a third-rate Andrews Sisters cover band singing the praises of snow, snooow, SNOOOOW! Sure, there was barely enough of the white stuff to count as precipitation, but it was enough to make our night. When we arrived at the Mercy Lounge with our cans of Beef-a-Roni for the Second Harvest Food Bank, we pleasantly surprised to find a gargantuan wall of non-perishable food items already amassed. We second the sentiments of Mercy's own Big Bobby when he said he was "proud of his people." Maybe the skinny jean set isn't so bad after all.

By the time we made our Santa-like appearance around midnight, the evening's music had already degenerated in to drunken debauchery, complete with Caitlin Rose and the Caress siblings performing the Chipmunks' "The Christmas Song" complete with costumes and squeaky voices. By that point "the band" was an amorphous collection of Non-Commissioned Officers, And the Relatives, Tristens and Roses busting out Christmas classics like "Feliz Navidad" and "Frosty the Snowman." Oh, and there was a rapping Santa Claus in there, too, 'cause y'know that's what Santa does when he's been indulging in the drink specials all night.

We were a little disappointed that Shoot the Mountain's John Brock was fully clothed--we were really hoping to see the reindeer thong this year--but his bandmate Joe Blankenship performing the lady parts on The Pogues' "Fairytale of New York" was rousing enough to let it slide. The Generation Domination photo booth was hopping with drunken revelers trying to capture the good cheer on film, as it was probably the only way a lot of them would be able to remember what happened. As the night wrapped up and the band banged out an awesome version of "Santa Claus Is Coming to Town," we saw a young couple, clearly in love, kissing passionately as someone barfed all over the floor only inches away--and all we could think about was how we love celebrating the holidays with the Nashville rock scene. God bless 'em, every one--even Ralphy McPukepants.

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