Five More Good Bets on New Year's Eve in St. Louis

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There were so many things to drink about this year, from the oil bleeding into the Gulf to the earthquake in Haiti. But, despite having every reason to booze up, you still don't have New Year's plans. A few weeks ago, we suggested ten ideas for your year-end revelry. Below, here are five more options to help you put a drunken end to the shittastic twentydime.

Christmas got you bankrupt? We've got two choices for free revelry: Atomic Cowboy's Livin' 'Leven Large bash features a triple bill of STL's finest knob-twiddling turntablists: DJ Mahf, Matt Leach and DEADasDISCO. The trio provides the tunes, while the Cowboy provides a free breakfast buffet and a shot toast at midnight. Early birds, show up before 9:30 and get a two-for-one drink ticket.

And everyone's favorite German Mexican restaurant and venue, El Leñador, hosts DJ Lil' Daddy Reba McEntire New Year's Dance Party. The event is totally free, and kicks off at 9 p.m. Check out the video flyer below, courtesy of Eric Hall:

2720 Cherokee is getting all Funk n' Horny with it. Pick your poison: Funky Butt Brass Band, Dogtown Allstars and Hip Grease tear up the mainstage at 2720, while DJ Alexis, DJ Cory Thomas and DJ Alejan hold it down upstairs in the Art Dimensions gallery. Tickets are $10 in advance, $15 at the door and the event is 21+.

If you're looking for a brain-melting start to 2011, head to The Warehouse (2501 S. Jefferson) for Melanympha, The Funs (Chicago), Dinner Music (Philadelphia), Cackling Hen, hyperweirdos Skarekrau Radio and harsh noise gluttons Catholic Guilt. 21+, price still TBA.

Local indie boys Pretty Little Empire play a special New Year's Eve set at Sasha's on Demun. A to Z's resident bad boy/male model Christian Schaeffer described the band's sound thusly: "At their best, the seams of Pretty Little Empire's gentle, Americana-fringed songs become stretched, torn and frayed. In concert, the quartet toys with the twin forces of restraint and release, and lead singer and guitarist Justin Johnson's tomato-red face often shows the physical evidence of that joyful strain."