Things to do for January 03, 2013

The Weekender

A Weekend Full of Pasties, Naughty Carolers and New Beer

The weekend is ticking.

Thursday
Meet Lonerider. It’s Beer. It’s Good.
HOP ON IT

Meet Lonerider. It’s Beer. It’s Good.

So there’s this Raleigh-based brewery called Lonerider. They make beer. Beer that’s never been available in this town until tonight. Because that’s when the Fred Bar (that speakeasy-y Taco Mac basement bar) will be pouring drafts of their hefeweizen-style Shotgun Betty and tapping a cask of an American brown. And generally making history.

Oh Nothing, Just a Random Speaker Sale
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Oh Nothing, Just a Random Speaker Sale

You’re still bitter. No one got you that red, coaxial, spherical Elipson speaker that you’ve been dropping hints about. No worries, though. This local art studio/audio equipment store (that old story) is having a huge sale on everything. So go. Get those speakers. Then throw a party and don’t invite anyone.

Saturday
The Tardiest Holiday Party Ever
CHRISTMAS ROAST

The Tardiest Holiday Party Ever

The holidays. Now that they’re really and truly over, you can breathe/laugh/make fun of them. Because some local filmmakers and writer types will basically be roasting Christmas in the Highland Inn Ballroom. Grab a drink, generally make merry and then catch the naughty carolers’ performance. They’re like carolers, just... naughty.

A Burlesque Pageant. That’s Your Cue.
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A Burlesque Pageant. That’s Your Cue.

This Saturday, you might want to head to Five Spot. It’s not mandatory or anything, but a local burlesque troupe (along with some be-pastied friends from New York and LA) will duel it out on stage to see who’s the sexiest of them all. There are no losers.

Tuesday
A Whole Bunch of Chinese-ness at the Fox
NOW AND SHEN

A Whole Bunch of Chinese-ness at the Fox

If the creators of Cirque du Soleil and Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon got all brainstormy together, you’d basically have this—a massive stage show with a giant orchestra and 100 Chinese dancers flipping around everywhere. It’s the kind of thing a date might remember. Or at least not sleep through.

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