This post is the second in my series on throwing parties. Again, it’s not a nostalgia trip. It’s an instruction manual. By the mid-nineties, the Biohazard parties had taken on a distinctly different tone, and we had refined a new technique that created an exciting environment wherein you were never sure what was going to […]

For these first few posts I’m going to detail my wilder days. This is not a nostalgia trip. It is an instruction manual. I used to be a part of a creative community in San Jose based around a crappy little Victorian house called Biohazard. (No relation to the band — the house <ahem> predated […]