CHARLOTTE — “Are you sure you want to go in there?” a 50-something woman says, emerging from a blaring nightclub sometime after midnight Thursday. “It’s terrible!” Depends what you’re into. For mobs of mostly younger folk, Rahm Emanuel’s “Chicago’s Rockin’ Blues” party is the hot ticket of Night Two. The lanyard-wearers pack several deep at the stage where Warren Haynes's blues jam band is rocking. What have we missed? “The Bidens were running around all over the place,” a lobbyist says at the bar.
In the VIP section after 1 a.m.: Emanuel in shirtsleeves, Shaun Donovan, Rep. Joe Crowley, Adrian Fenty. We find an alcove by the stage, which suddenly grows densely crowded. For Branford Marsalis’s guest solo? No: Jessica Alba has entered our airspace and now so must everyone else. The suavest networkers know better than to buttonhole the actress outright, so they smoothly re-introduce themselves to her husband, Cash Warren, and then others move in to network with the outer ring around the beautiful couple. When they leave, everyone does, and we feel the cool wind of a vacuum.