TRIBE Ignite (D.C.) 2009

Greetings peeps, Kermit here bringing you coverage from Ignite on DC Carnival Thursday. This is a relatively young event on the DC Carnival scene and I since heard many good reports from last year’s party, this year I decided to take it in myself to see what the action was like. It has been my experience that while Tribe’s events usually attract many beautiful ladies (and their accompanying male entourage), rarely is there much wildness taking place. Maybe all the pretty clothes and high heels discourages wining with reckless abandon but I heard from reliable sources that last year’s fete was on fire and waist was flying like so much mad-bull and chickee-chong in the savannah breeze so I charged up the camera and came to see if the wind was really blowing.

I arrived outside the club a little after 11:00pm to see a small line at the door. Not wanting to be the first one inside, I limed for a bit outside and within 10 minutes the line had grown from about 20-30 people to around 100; it was now time to buss a line-lime and make my way in. A short time later I was inside and got a good look at the venue. It was a large space with one bar facing and one bar on the side of the main dance floor and a lounge area with couches and tables off to the right and as I surmised, it was mostly empty. No scenes I thought, judging by the crowds outside it will fill up soon enough. I decided to make my way to the bar to introduce myself to my bartender for the night and get the party started. The drinks at this club, while being a bit expensive, were definitely robust and you could definitely taste where your money was going. After fortifying myself with a couple, I decided to start circling and taking pics of the lovely ladies that were by now slowly filling the club.

Maybe it was the combination of the strong drinks, people’s heads being bad, or the Michael Jackson medley, but the crowd was considerably livelier than I would have expected from a Tribe crowd. Make no mistake, the posers were there dressed to kill (pointy shoes and all) looking like ice can’t melt in their mouth, but there were also many women present looking hot who clearly dressed with the intent to fete and fete hard! One particular pretty partier decided that since her high-heeled shoes did not provide enough stability on top of the table, she would remove them before doing her table-top-ting. The pictures will tell all peeps, the pictures will tell all.

Although the aforementioned reliable sources tell me that the music was better last year, in my opinion this fete was very enjoyable. The music was decent, the atmosphere was upbeat and dare I say, wild-ish and the drinks were strong and did not take long to purchase. The ladies even succeeded in looking cute while wining hard in a hot, sweaty fete and that is no easy task. Everybody had a good time and at 4:00 a.m. when the party ended, we all spilled out into the street to breathe some cool air, to lime (of course) and to purchase corn soup and other traditional post-party foods from the vendor in the van. It was very good fete and it definitely got my DC Carnival started on the right foot.

Enjoy the pics peeps, Kermit out.

Ribbit.

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