Get Lost

No, not Lost the tv show that everyone in Argentina is hopelessly addicted to (though a distant second to the obsession inspired by Los Simpson.) But the club Lost, otherwise known as Club Araoz, which on Thursdays becomes the only big club in BA to play real hip hop. Towards the end of the night it becomes somewhat watered-down and by 5 am is almost completely reggaeton, but by then you've gotten in a few solid hours of shaking your booty to some good old-fashioned USA hip hop. There's also a sort of pickup breakdancing show around 1 am. Anyway, it's cool, highly recommended, for those of us who don't love or are burnt out on dancing to electronica and cumbia. The sketchy guy ratio at Lost is very high, and the dancing is real down & dirty (think of Middle School dances) but there was muy buena onda and we were so, so happy to finally get down, and recognize every song that was played. For me, Lost is like the comfort food of BA clubs because it's so much like being at home. If you ever wanna pretend you're in East Oakland instead of BA, or if you miss sagged jeans, do-rags, bling, and gang signs, hit up Lost.
Downside: I washed my hair twice today and it still smells like cigarettes.