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In Your Bloody Dreams

The zombies are back, and bringing the booty bass

By Patrice Elizabeth Grell Yursik

Published on July 26, 2007

Bass Island: A mysterious place where the desperate residents are ruled only by their desire for blood and booty. A perpetual, menacing rumble shakes the ground, and the women are scantily clad and ferocious. Before today, it existed only as a twisted figment of your darkest imagination. Tonight the dream becomes reality. Enter Zombies from Bass Island, the latest installation of the popular zombie-theme throwdowns at PS 14. “It’s a sick and stupid party for ghetto-goths. We got that super zombie bass. You’re gonna love it.” So sayeth Nastie, the ubiquitous party promoter with a voice that needs to be heard to be believed (seriously, someone get this guy a podcast). Tonight also marks the return of Nastie’s ventriloquist act, in which he shares the stage with Phony Montana, who is described as “a political puppet with a drug problem.” Okay, then.

Otto Von Schirach, Takeshi Muto of Soul Oddity, and Jaime, one of the first Suicide Girls, will set the party off right. Check out www.suicidegirls.com/girls/jaime, where she confesses that booty bass gets her hot. She’s gonna be boiling over tonight when she hosts the zombie booty shake contest. “I can imagine a lot of flying blood and clapping asses,” quoth Nastie. So can we, man. So can we. Call 786-444-8647, or visit www.myspace.com/notoriousnastie for the deetz.
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