Get Your Freak On — The Air Sex Championships Return to SF

Dancing around in my room playing air guitar is one of my guilty pleasures. When the chorus hits and you’re all alone, and there is nothing to do but belt out that Journey song…indeed a magical moment. But faking fellatio in front of a packed house at the Independent? That takes some cajones. The infamous Air Sex Championships, now in it’s second year, is on the search for the most exciting and erupting performances in SF. Don’t think you can hack it? Here are some pointers that I feel may help you out…

  • Pretend you want to fuck everyone in the audience. Your moves might end up with the hook up of your dreams, post-performance.
  • Model your routine after a favorite rock star. It’s not like you haven’t done it before.
  • Have your beau sit in the splash zone at the front and make sure you mix in all their favorite moves.
  • Dance to Prince. Because the King of the Purp is the key to unleashing our inner sexual beasts.

Tickets to this event are $15, but to participate is free. What have you got to lose?  At worst, you’ll shame yourself in front of a bunch of pervs that you’ll never see again unless you go cruising. At best, you’ll win a chance to compete for the title and get laid that very same night. And let me remind you — it’s a WORLD title. Break out the Def Leppard and start practicing your routines, people!

2010 Air Sex Championships In SF

Wednesday, October 20th, 7:30PM

The Independent — 628 Divisadero Street [Western Addition]

$15, or FREE to compete!

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Monica Miller - The Intern

Ms. Miller was born in San Diego, CA to one lesbian mother and one righteous, cheap father. Currently, she is enrolled at San Francisco State University for a B.A. in Journalism and the approximate completion date is around 2015. She has worked for many papers in the Bay Area, including the Oakland Tribune and the San Mateo Country Times and is currently the city editor at one of the most underappreciated publications in SF, the Golden Gate [X]press. Though she may find bargains aplenty, it only stems from the necessity of never landing an actual job and working for hacks [like Stuart.] With intelligence, style, poise, bite, and honesty, she will rip your heart out; but not before writing some awesome, poignant shit. This year, she is looking forward to bigger and better things such as: trying to get paid for a gig, actually finding a date that isn't a loser or fucking crazy, not calling her parents when hungover and bringing you the best of the 7x7 everyday of the week. [By the way, I wasn't kidding about the date thing; if you love food, booze and shoegaze, get at me.]