October 23, 2014 9:00 PM to 2:00 AM Bal Poussiere at Gojjo

What? Isn't Coleman deep in a hyperbolic chamber somewhere in the Rockies attempting to cure a questionable wrist disease that threatens to derail his entire career? Isn't Cindy taking a break from encouraging ethanol-fused debauchery to hone her skills as a spiritual healer?

Yes. But they are taking a break to throw a party to see your bright faces.

Please join us for the second installment of Bal Poussière at Gojjo in West Philly.

For those who may have missed out last time:

Bal Poussière? Ball pussy air? What the fuck is that? It’s French, baby. Better yet, it’s West African French for dustball — and it’s a playful term for epic village-wide dance parties where people dance so hard that they raise the fucking earth. The dancing is just better there — Cindy & Coleman have seen it with their own eyes — because dancing = shedding your finite mortal body to be part of a collective pulsating (grinding?) whole. So come out for the night: ditch your crippling self-awareness, quit your job and join the euphoric masses losing themselves to dust.