If you don’t regularly read the Fader or hang out with flat-brim-hat dudes, you probably haven’t heard of Curtis Vodka. But he’s been dropping remixes and mix tapes for a minute now, fucking with the kind of hip-hop and dance tracks heavy on the air-raid sirens that get the Hollertronix message board all worked up. Kinda short notice, but he’s in town tonight at the Outdanced party — the one with all the cute lesbians — at Funky Buddha, and tomorrow night at the first anniversary of the Flosstradamus monthly at the Town Hall Pub. (Full disclosure: I’m friends with one of the Outdanced promoters and the Floss guys.) I’ve never caught one of his sets myself, but I’m willing to wager that these are your best opportunities this week to break a sweat anywhere.
Vodka with a mixer
