Flyer of the Week: BFGF Resurrect Halloween Eve at White Room Tonight

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​By the time you reach a non-trick-or-treating age (i.e., whenever the candy-giving adults start asking for your cell number) it's easy to get all jaded about Satan's birthday. And why not? As a grown-up, your Halloween future sucks. No more free candy, no more shitty-awesome psycho slasher costumes, and no more petty acts of delinquent mischief. Sometimes it even seems all us over-aged fright night revelers are doomed to a lifetime of spooky-slutty bummerfests, like this weekend's Tera-Ween, Vivid's Porn Star Ball, and Strip-O-Ween.

But then, you look the other way and there's luminescent pumpkins falling from the sky while local electrotech duo BFGF play pied-piper, leading a serpetine line of 29-year-old zombie children into the White Room's party dungeons. I mean, WTF? Yet WTF, indeed! Go for the free candy, psycho slasher costumes, and random deliquency. But stay for the Halloween Eve hellmouth that's gonna open up when BFGF's Me She and Chris V set fire to the stage with evil assistance from DJs MGA, DJPJ, R3K, Dave Betamax, and Chris Video. So, c'mon, it's time to dive back to the past when Satan's birthday didn't suck. 

Friday, October 30. White Room, 1306 N. Miami Ave., Miami. Doors open at 10 p.m., and admission costs $5. Ages 21+ with ID. 305-995-5050; whiteroommiami.com