Heading Downstairs

The last night we were in Park City Chad and I had dinner and then went to the club, Downstairs. I say club because that's what it was. An L.A., pretty people, dark room, loud music, dancing kind of club. And while it's been a long time since we've been to and enjoyed something like that, we wanted to hit up this place that night because Samantha Ronson was on the schedule. She started off the evening playing an acoustic set with Jimmy Messer. (I got brave and told him he was great and shook his hand. Go me!) Their set was somewhat pop-y and folk-y and the show was pretty decent. I'd say there were probably 30-40 people in the audience for the acoustic show and then, in typical club fashion, the young and beautifuls arrived fashionably late and ended up packing the house.  Samantha returned to center stage later that evening and spun records for the rest of the night.