MISSION

I am a New Yorker who by a universal mistake was born in Russia and had to cross continent and then traverse US
to finally find a city with a heartbeat that matched mine.
No other city embraced me. In Moscow I was too outspoken, in Miami too fast, in Chicago too daring.
New York City gave me life.
Its heart and spirit will be forever young as its blood is
always renewed with fresh talent. Dreamers and critics, romantics and seekers, performers and transformers from all over the world strive to make a mark in NYC. Creative renewal is in the air we breathe and every generation of New Yorkers has its own art, nightlife, and social scenes that evolve continuously. Keeping up with all events that are shaping this city is a challenge, but I will try to bring you the fascinating, the beautiful and the outrageous in New York City nightlife with an emphasis on underground electronic music scene which happens to be my favorite fantasy land.
Expect the unexpected

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Best Party Ever... Umm... Till next week

You can argue with me all you want about Pacha being bigger and better than Sullivan Room. You can even compare their respective October lineups to make your point. You can offer me free entrance for a year and I will not set my foot in Pacha. Why go to a crack den with unreliable sound system when you can get knocked out of your socks every Saturday at Sully? All while being treated like a gem...
As I walked in this past Saturday the energy reminded me so much of Twilo I had to pinch myself. The crowd was madly in tune with the DJ and Sullivan Room itself felt alive.
Hector Romero was in the middle of a perfect NYC underground house style set blending energy, base drive and vocals into a potent vortex no one escaped that night. Continuous movement around the room filled with fun, polite, mixed crowd that did not display any overt signs of drug use. That says a lot about a place considering the recent reports of blatant off the table powder snorting at every single high end venue and Pacha being one gigantic K-hole. As good and consistent set Satoshi played it was nowhere near driving force of Romero. Hector stole the show proving that NYC underground house style is alive and untouchable. Now I just wish electro would die so we could all breathe a collective "sigh" of relief and get down and dirty ;)

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