In the heyday of HTTP, you — invite or no — could walk into any number of rented spaces in any number of cities and be treated to free booze, free fruit and free aerated meat, stuffed into delicate little pastries and served by people with sparkling teeth and clean hair. And since everyone in rock is a sellout, and since tech had all the money in the world, the number of Beatles reunions alone was staggering... Beck got a little funky with two tables and a microphone for nerds in San Francisco; Kiss rocked a house full of geeks in Vegas; Peter Frampton came alive somewhere, but everyone was too stoned to notice. Sadly, the days of throwing a rave to celebrate the product launch you didn't make are long gone — there's just no such thing as a free buffet anymore. The bargain-minded gate crasher is once again relegated to weddings.