Showing posts with label CHINA TOWN USA. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CHINA TOWN USA. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2012

SF WEEKLY :: SWEATER FUNK LOVE




Sweater Funk
Li Po Cocktail Lounge
Feb 26, 2012
Better than: Whatever else you were doing last night.

SF Weekly - For many, weekend nightlife ends on Sunday morning. Not so for the dedicated crowd that frequents long-running Sunday night boogie party Sweater Funk. Like a secret nightcap to the weekend's festivities, it's the place to go if you've got a little more dance left in you before Monday hits. Located at Li Po Cocktail lounge, the party has attracted a family of devoted dancers and DJs in its nearly four-year run. Last night's party was no different, as West Coast pop-lockers and vinyl obsessives crowded in the basement to celebrate the birth of locally curated music blog Beat Electric's new record label with the release of its official re-issue of Carmen's "Time to Move."
Chinatown on a Sunday evening is a desolate scene. The streets are empty, the stores shuttered, and the only thing warding off silence is the ghostly hum of sirens and automobiles. Amidst this quiet backdrop stands the loud facade of the Li Po Lounge. A giant glowing red neon sign beckons wanderers to the bar's cavelike entrance. There, two cement dragon statues keep a watchful eye, creating an overall ambiance not far removed from a strangely inviting Temple of Doom. The Orientalist facade extends into the exotically appointed interior with ornate Chinese lanterns, gold-embroidered everything, and a massive shrine to the Earth Buddha.





Squeeze past a battery of touchscreens, descend a two-flight staircase, and walk down a long black corridor, and you'll find yourself immersed in the Li Po's dungeon-like bowels. A discotheque decorated with Space Mountain in mind, there's only one thing that pops out at you: it's dark. The room's constellations and star patterns come courtesy of a scattered buckshot of laser beams and thin rope lighting that the DJs pump to the beat like a strobe light.




Sound for the party is provided by two refrigerator-sized speaker stacks that sound good and punchy in a way similar to Mighty's RLA installation. The music that Sweater Funk specializes in is called boogie. A narrow genre, it refers to the danceable R&B records that began hitting shelves in the later disco years and into the early-to-mid '80s -- think D-Train and George Benson, but slower and more rare. That last point -- rarity -- is the one to stress: Sweater Funk is an all-vinyl party, and the music on offer can be rare and expensive to extreme degrees. It's one of the best parties to visit if you're looking to hear amazing music that you've never heard before.


The dancefloor at Sweaterfunk is always moving. When I arrived downstairs, a circle of breakdancers had already commandeered the back of the room for a session of intense downrocking. In front, the less hardcore crowded around the speakers dancing in couples or bobbing their heads as wallflowers. It was packed, but not too packed that it ever felt uncomfortable.

Beat Electric was already in full swing when I arrived. Taking turns, they played back to back sets of three records each. First up was newest Beat Electric member Ben Johnson, who spun a set of deep cuts on 7" leading off with Together's "You're Just Teasing Me." Up next was Joel Brut, who moved closer to underground disco with Five Special's "Why Leave Us Alone" before surprising everyone with Reese & Santonio's "Rock to the Beat." Black Shag brought it back with a smooth blend into Zena Dejonay's "I've Got to Find a Way." And, finally, BT Magnum jumped in the DJ booth to play the aforementioned "Time to Move" repress.
Not all the mixes were razor sharp, but it was never an issue that anybody seemed to care about. Instead, there was a loose and freewheeling feeling that settled in early on. This might be the best part about Sweater Funk. It's a party that puts the music first, but never forgets that it's a party.

There's a reciprocal relationship between the DJs and the dancers. Often the dancers walk right behind the DJ booth to ask about a record or talk with someone they know. On the other side of that coin, the DJs themselves can often be seen running out onto the dancefloor to get a little time in before changing the record. This intangible vibe is a detail that might go unnoticed, but it allows for the uniquely social atmosphere that makes Sweater Funk such a good night out. It's the kind of place you want to keep returning to every weekend, no matter how bad it might make your Monday.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

SWEATER FUNK ANNUAL MLK STEPPERS NIGHT :: PHOTOS




Thank you to all who came out and Stepped with us. This is one of our favorite events as a crew and you guys came out in full force. Enjoy the pictures I captured from the event.

Sweater Funk Steppers Night Photos.




















Tuesday, September 13, 2011

SWEATER FUNK :: LABOR DAY CELEBRATION 2011



My Camera has seen many battles and this puppy is almost ready to retire. Sorry for the blurry pics, but it gets really hot, and steamy down in the basement which alters the quality... Oh well, if you weren't there this is what you get to see.

Labor Day 2011 we celebrated the only way we know how! Quality Music, and Family atmosphere in the heart of China Town. The night was very special as we celebrated Guillermo (SF) & Raul Sanchez Aka -Roll (LifeStyle) Birthdays in the basement. Li Po was full of drunken debauchery! Chinese Whiskey will be the death of the crew!!!

We were also blessed to have LA Family & friend "Eddie Funkster" in the house who drove up for the special occasion. Eddie came and dropped 45 bombs all night.... What a great night.

I Love this CREW

MORE PICTURES HERE













Wednesday, August 17, 2011

THIS IS SWEATER FUNK



About Sweater Funk:

Our motto: wrong music, wrong place, wrong night...three wrongs make it right! Who in their right mind would go to Chinatown on a Sunday night, get drunk and dance to music nobody cares about? Please help us answer this question! We are a group of soul/boogie collectors and enthusiasts who've come together through the influence of our good friend Dam-Funk whose weekly Monday night at Carbon in Culver City "Funkmosphere" is our inspiration. We hope to bring the same warm vibe to our little underground Chinatown spot. We're focusing on late 70's to early 80's mid tempo soulful boogie and 2-step soul gems all on original wax. Please come down Sunday nights from 9:30pm-1:30am and introduce yourselves to our little family of bon vivants...be prepared to dance!

Monday, July 18, 2011

SWEATER FUNK :: INDEPENDENCE DAY BLOW OUT :: JULY 4th



You know the Deal, All Crew playing deep and Rare, Boogie, Modern Soul, Steppers. Thank you to every one who celebrated with us! Stay tuned for our next event featuring Steve Arrington!

MORE PICTURES HERE

















Wednesday, November 24, 2010

RAIN OR SHINE, ITS FUNK TIME



Great write up on last weekends SWEATER FUNK party with guest Laroj (Funkmosphere). We must be doing something right! Every Sunday we are packed with familiar and UN familiar faces. Last weekend we had a hell of storm pass through the city of SF, but that did not stop all the FUNKATEERS from coming out in full force to dance.

Check out this great ARTICLE recapping last Sunday Night at Sweater Funk.

This is my favorite quote from the article

‎"No one really seemed to be interested in anyone else; you could certainly let loose down there". ( by stephanie echeveste )




SF STATION ARTICLE:


People always ask me if it rains a lot in San Francisco. I usually say no, but that’s because I most recently lived in a place where it would rain non-stop for days. I rarely saw the sun.

Rainy weather makes most people feel depressed — you want to be with people but you have no motivation to get yourself to where they are.

Last weekend was definitely a wet one, and I had no desire to leave my house. Between the pre-Thanksgiving potlucks, thunderstorms, and random rays of sunshine, my time was spent running outside to catch a rainbow, fighting my way home through wind, rain, and crammed buses, or simply stuck in a food coma.

Sunday night I broke loose, pulled out my winter coat for the first time this year and jumped on the 49. I was going out rain or shine. The moment I stepped off the bus it started pouring again (I, of course, left my borrowed umbrella at home). I met up with some friends, drank some mulled wine, and had some fireside chats — without the fire. Everywhere a fireplace facade, yet nowhere an actual fireplace.

We walked up and down Sacramento Street past a foggy Grace Cathedral and into the heart of Chinatown. The short walk was free of rain and people. The silence of the city normally dense with sounds was a rare treat, until it became kind of eerie.

The bouncer checked our IDs and that was it. We were inside the kitschy bar that was, surprisingly, rather full. The ATM was broken so we had to get cash outside across the street, and when we entered again the bouncer didn’t remember us and checked our IDs a second time. There was no cover.

We heard music but couldn’t tell where it was coming from. Neither of us had ever been to the Li Po Lounge, but I knew the party Sweater Funk happened there every Sunday, and I was determined to find it. We followed the signs to the bathrooms, and then continued through a dark concrete hallway to find a dark steamy basement where late 70s and 80s soul jams were blasting. Although there weren’t that many people, a definite dance party was going on.

The space was big enough to really show off and there were booths around the perimeter if you needed to take a breather. No one really seemed to be interested in anyone else; you could certainly let loose down there. I imagined myself breaking out into a Flashdance inspired routine, complete with a bucket of water splashing over me. I wished I hadn’t just cut my hair so it would be less sleek and more all over the place. I really wanted to be wearing a thong-leo.

We walked through the party and back upstairs. We knew we didn’t really want to dance and we definitely didn’t want to stay in the basement like wallflowers. Instead, we grabbed a place at the bar.

Because sometimes you just want a drink. It doesn’t matter how good the music is, how much you love to dance or how cold it is outside, sometimes you travel across town for a party and realize you are really there to catch up with an old friend or get to know a new one. The rain probably won’t go away, but neither will all the people. You just have to go outside.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

SWEATER FRIGHT :: ONRA & BUDDY SATIVA IN THE BASEMENT



Such an amazing weekend with the boys from France. Onra and Buddy Sativa couldn't stop talking about how much they loved the Sweater Funk Family and the performance here in SF. A lil birdy told me that the 2 are planning on coming back to SF early next year and they asked US to part of the show = AWESOME.

Took some choice pictures of the night. There were some Fantastic costumes and every one danced till the early morning. We couldn't of asked for a better night Check out the whole set from Sweater Fright and see what u missed.

Sweater Fright Pics






Onra Left his Heart in San Francisco














Thursday, September 9, 2010

SWEATER FUNK - LABOR DAY PICTURES



This Past weekend we celebrated Labor Day "Sweater Funk" Style... Sunday prior we blew out the speakers and we all knew the weekend ahead was going to big... Our gracious team capt Jon Blunk made the decision to pay rent late so we could have sound by Labor Day Sunday. Setting Blunk back $200 bucks we set up the donation box in hopes to make some of the money back. By the end of the night we raised enough money so Jon could pay his rent...

A BIG SPECIAL THANK YOU to all who've contributed and donated in the past. Sweater Funk only exists because of your support and our love for the Boogie.

Check out the rest of the PICTURES HERE...