Hell yeah!!

Shelter is now throwing a Hair Metal happy hour every Saturday at The Beauty Bar. We play the best 80s glam jams ever and have $5$ blow job shots plus $7$ Jack n Bud!!! Tease your hair up and be ready to get trashy!!!

Poster by the amazing James Nielsen.


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The Michael Monroe Band at Whisky A Go Go/Disposable Camera #35

What a fucking fun show. I was so happy that The Michael Monroe Band was the first show I saw at the legendary Whisky A Go Go. I would definitely say it lived up to my expectations!! Not to mention my delight when Duff Mckagan surprised the audience for the encore, playing bass while Sami Yaffa switched to guitar. Whoever thinks old rock stars don’t know how to put a good show is full of shit. This band plays so hard and has far more energy than any “young” band I have ever seen. At one point Micheal Monroe scaled the walls walking around the out side of the balcony holding on to the railing with one hand while singing into his mike with the other. This all seems so dreamy but I’m pretty fucking sure I remember him sliding down the banister while playing the saxophone too. Magical!!!


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Hair Metal Madness!!

Yes that’s right so much Hair Metal its driving me wild!!! Shelter is throwing the first of their bimonthly Hair Metal night in S.F. if you live here come check it out its going to rock!! Heres the details and I hope these videos inspire you…

Thursday, March 29, 2012
10:00pm until 2:00am

Tease your hair, put on your eyeliner and come drink BRÜT Champagne specials, while head banging the night away to the best hair metal you’ve ever heard.

Projection and playlist will include:

Hanoi Rocks
Guns n’ Roses
Twisted Sister
Mötley Crüe
L.A Guns
Van Halen
White Snake
Skid Row

and MORE!

Raton Rose

Guns n Roses 18th Birthday Party

Its been forever since I did a party post…in fact I believe I only ever did one. For those of you who didn’t read that post, I have decided to share some photos and stories from the wild parties in Seattle back in the day.

My 18th Birthday and the Guns and Roses party was a night to remember, or forget….if you were drinking as much as I. For me it started early on in the day getting ready at my friend’s house. I had just come back from SF where I scored an amazing pair of fake snake-skin pants that actually looked pretty real. I got all Axled out and then went to watch my high schools play. My friend Billy Bones picked me up after with her sweet motorcycle. We made a make shift seat on the back for me and we speed off into the night. It was a long and exhilarating ride to the party which was deep in Rainer beach. As we pulled up in front of the house she revved the engine and the crowd outside turned and looked at us as we dismounted in a hair metal disarray.

The party was already pretty packed, which impressed me seeing as it was far away from anything else. I had really wanted to drink night train that night, but hadn’t thought of it enough in advance so I settled with champagne and vodka instead. I was highly entertained seeing all of the outfits my friends where wearing who had dressed up. There was a general agreement that everyone looked hotter all trashed out. The bands began playing, sadly I don’t remember the first two bands names but they where good.

The party broke to a whole new thresh hold of insanity once Sioux City Pete and The Beggars started to play. Their dark and heavy rock n’ roll was all we needed to let go. We were packed into a small basement dancing and sweating as one huge crowed, arms around each other and smiles across our faces.

Whenever The Beggars played back in the day it usually involved the crowed getting partially naked. I believe Lexi the guitarist at the time would slip out of her little black dress into her bar and underwear and then Pete would take his shirt off and yell into the crowd how hot it was and that everyone should get naked!! There was always a pack of us girls who would shed our shirts in an instant, the boys so inspired would soon follow. It was all a mass of messy fun seeing as a fucking pipe broke during the set, flooding the floor with water. We didn’t care though, we kept on dancing and rocking.

After the show was over I became aware that my snake-skin pants had indeed decided to shed their skin, and that there was a big split up the back of my ass. I figured it was probably time to head home after that but first I crawled through the grass in the back yard laughing and telling my best friend Echo that I was a tiger…I hope no one besides her saw….

The next morning I woke up and went to get dressed and couldn’t find my shirt anywhere. All of a sudden a cloud of doom appeared over my head. I called up my friend Gretchen asking “Um…did I leave the party with a shirt on last night?” She laughed and said “No. You did not.” I was pretty embarrassed that I had apparently just run around the party in my bra and GnR jacket for an hour or so after the band had finished playing. I waited in dread of the photos that would turn up and see how absolutely wasted I would look in them. Luckily Keith Johnson is an amazing photographer and only put the good ones up. All and all it was pretty hair metal even if it wasn’t my usual behavior.

Raton Rose

Disposable Camera # Seventeen

Another disposable camera from back in December and the beginning of January. Shots from another lovely cocktail outing with Leonardo and friends, new years, the morning after Bowiemas, at night at The Pony with Terra and Jim, a night at The Cha Cha with Lyle, Greta, Echo, Tracy and Jeffrey, and last but not least photos from Taylor, Tennessee and I’s Champagne Hair Metal Day….whitch of course involved listening to a TON of hair metal while drinking a TON of Champagne all day long!!

Raton Rose

Party like its 1984

It was at last the night of the long-awaited hair metal party!!! My gang of girls and I all met up early on in the night and drank vodka and champagne while listing to some good old Guns n Roses, L.A. guns and Hanoi Rocks. There where costume changes, lots of attention paid to dramatic make up but above all TONS of Hair teasing!!! Once we all looked like a pile of trashy 80s babes we set off.

Our destination was a birthday bash for three lovely people Taylor, Albie and Amanda. There was a killer line up of bands such as Sweet pups, Shakes, Freedom Club and WHŸTE LEATHÜR. All where fucking rad. The high light of the night for me was certainly seeing WHŸTE LEATHÜR for the first time. Seattle’s # one hair metal band for sure!! They killed it. Everyone should like there fb page and stay tuned for future shows….The rest of the night was spent sharing our champagne bottles with our nearest and dearest while rocking out.

Here are the photos!!!

Raton Rose