Fun vs. Jealous Tentacles

Behold. A few photos from the Cancer Magazine Art/Music Fest. Jan. 29th 2010. I will be adding more as I get them. Sadly however, Alley Kat Jazz Lounge (location of the event) fell victim to Rialto's chronic illness that seems to cripple any attempts at bettering the city by means of art/culture/fun/anything really worthwhile and for the most part positive or potentially damaging to the old stalwarts and proponents of mediocrity and stagnation. Seems they may be out of commission for a few months due to alleged violations. Seems there were too many people rudely overlooking neighboring pub "O'leary's" which led to overwhelming embarrassment. Poor guys. Early into one of the busiest nights Alley Kat has ever had, local law enforcers of doom (aka Rialto P.D.) along with the fire marshal proceeded to spread a sickening haze throughout the establishment causing patrons to gaze dubiously, hide their weed and/or simply and disappointingly leave. The overall claim was that Alley Kat simply had too many people there. Now I for one have been frequenting the vast watering holes peppering the Inland Empire for the better part of a decade. Ooh, some of these places are really classy. Bro's and their veritable ho's, along with wannabe's of all sorts of various flavors, flock to cultural epicenters such as the "Yardhouse" in cakey-faced droves nightly. These innovative, intellectual havens flourish mainly because of their ability to never ever EVER become crowded. You never have to spend 20 minutes trying to procure a Bud Light. EVER! Anyhoo, Alley Kat needs to learn a lesson. Lesson being: that shit just don't fly in Rialto. Though it was pretty easy to move around, dance and be merry in there as well as reasonably easy to get a drink, city enforcers decided they needed to crack down before things got out of hand. But what do we do with all these extra people? Well they can easily mosey on down to "O'Leary's Pub" owned by Rialto councilman and champion community builder Ed Scott. Thanks Ed. Where would downtown Rialto be without you. You are the shining light of a rather dismal, businessless downtown area and with that pesky Alley Kat finally neutered, you can continue to run a fine establishment that harbors staunch old vatos and rednecks while the youth in the community continue to turn to gangs and drugs and violence and teen pregnancy and theft and lack of motivation and hopelessnes and... (J.D. hold your head up)