Clubbing in NY

OK, ever since Linda taught me a little how to dance (Linda, you are freaking awesome – for those who are interested, she started teaching in New York.  Flyer below), I began to actually enjoy dancing.  Perhaps it was in part because I discovered that Capoeira has beat rhythm into me, perhaps it was all Linda – no idea.  But the point is that I now enjoy it to the point that, on occasion, when I am in NY, I just go, by myself, to clubs to dance…  I know, freaky, I had no idea I’d be the type to do this, but stranger things have happened.  To me anyway.

Anyway, I figured I’d mention some places.  Stay the hell away from the Hudson Terrace on 46th.  The sound system felt decent, but the crowd has a collective stick up their ass and the DJ I think has his iPod on shuffle… and doesn’t have too good a taste either.  No, really, the problem is that, if you go there to pick up women, there were some pretty girls.  But if you are going there to dance, the DJ would switch from a fast-pace piece to Slim Shady (significantly slower beat) by way of a pause.  I kid you not.  And then, to add insult to injury, the manager nastily told me that they don’t do refunds.  Well, that’s fine.  I’ll just tell the world how much the club sucks ass and you’ll forever be stuck with lameness.  Anyway, that was $20 completely wasted.

Next was 1Oak.  Now here I couldn’t get in.  Worse yet, there were a bunch of people there whose friends had a reservation inside the club and they weren’t allowed in.  Stupid.  But whatever.  We are prestigious thus people want us…  although it really should be the other way around.  To give credit where credit is due, though, the door staff was courteous and the women they were not allowing in were quite hot, so I guess they actually are a hot venue that underestimated their potential when looking for a space to rent. Note to self: get a reservation and check it out.

And then I defaulted to my old spot, the one introduced to me back in the day by Lu – Cielo.  As usual, it didn’t disappoint.  The music was decent. Strange on occasion.  But decent. The crowd was a pleasant mix – not too crowded, so I could actually dance.  Women were pretty, people relaxed, and, while it wasn’t quite like old-school Club Shelter (sigh… Linda…), where there was a nightly break-dancing circle until 7 AM, who cares: the people there danced and enjoyed themselves.  And that made my night.

So, for those interested in Linda’s classes:

House Class Flyer

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