Party Hard
13390 12th St
Chino, CA
91710
What's all this "RIP" "Boo Hoo" "End of Era" bu****it, everyone? We're still here. Everything that made the Warehouse at 12th & G what it is is still in existence- all we're missing is a crummy building with a parking lot. And that's easily replaceable. Everyone wants to know what happened. Here goes: Detectives (not cops, but detectives) strong armed our landlord and threatened to close his doors, and ours, if we continued. They had evidence they had been gathering for months of us conducting business without a license (not really), having events without permits (kinda true), allowing minors to consume alcohol on the premises (a cop's 14-year-old kid went on record saying he had to pay to gain entry and was able to easily acquire alcohol) and they went through our trash and found someone's ziploc bag with some w**d fibers (thanks whoever did that). They were able to monitor our activity through our Twitter, Facebook and even Myspace (Hi Officers! Hope you're happy!) and had plans to raid the Pre-WOW Fest show on Wednesday the 6th (tomorrow) and arrest as many as possible, and charge us with these felonies. Our landlord was able to cut a deal: We never make a peep out of there again, and they forget we existed. Losing the Warehouse > Losing the Warehouse and getting jailed and fined. We know the one neighbor we have went to city council about us, mainly because of the noise. Instead of coming to us directly, they went to the city, and the city realized they weren't making money off of us, which lead to the clampdown. From our humble beginnings as an online skate shop, to meeting up with Marty and Christina, to having some of the greatest bands we've even known come through and play from all over the country, has been some of the single greatest times in our lives. And know what? Those times aren't even close to over. We love all of you so much, you've all become lifelong friends to us, and we're not going to let something this little end anything. If anything, it's going to bring us all closer together. And it's all of your support that gives us the strength to keep going and take this as far as it can go. And in the mean time, if you love this scene, come to every show, support everyone doing everything for it and just because they call us outlaws doesn't mean we are outlaws- Fair is fair! Now we're presented with the best of opportunities- to open a legit venue. One with permits, licenses and possibly more than one restroom. Okay, so there's going to be no alcohol. Big fu***ng deal. Some of you liked to compare us to Gilman Street in Berkeley. We weren't anything close to being Gilman before- but we can be now. So it's time for us to find a new animal house, a better animal house. One that doesn't flood when it rains, or is full of mold, or has mushrooms growing on the carpet that look like beef stroganoff, or was home to a massive tarantula and field mouse, or was infested with crickets, or had an intense ant problem in the fridge, or still has tortilla residue on the ceiling or had a dead rat in the toilet once. Now we can all join together and Voltron a new spot that will be the new, better 12th & G. We cried enough yesterday, now it's time for that PMA. It's only over if you give up, and we're not giving up. 12th & G NEVER SAYS DIE. Love, Tim & Donna
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