Still looking for a way to get into the Jane? One cheeky Little Birdy who is neither weird nor old channeled their inner MacGyver to breach the hotspot, saying "best way to get into the jane is to use a butter knife or screwdriver to pop open the emergency exit door on the 2nd floor which leads right into the VIP balcony! I'm a skinny white dork and was hanging with tommy hilfigger on Thursday night! Holler! Pro tip - if the door says "emergency exit alarm will sound" at a nightclub, chances are it wont." We never support vandalism or B&E, but do admire their ingenuity. Expect one of the Jane's Hells Angels-esque security guards to be positioned at the spot from now on.
Just a quick shout out to A Medium Format, who had his NYC gallery debut with a rocking night in Tribeca. Mark Ronson filled in admirably for a previously disposed Albert Hammond Jr., while Swedish sensation Lykee Li gave a rousing performance for the crowd. The after party split up, with some headed towards the Boom Boom and the rest towards the Ping Pong Palace. But we headed home. Sign. Congrats to AMF on the beginning of their burgeoning career in the arts. Don't forget about us when you get to the top.
Last night, Inside Edition ran a piece on the dangers that woman are succeptible to inside New York City nightclubs. The show managed to get the security footage from inside Marquee showing a man dragging a uber - drunk customer out of the club one night in March, 2009, leading to a vicious attach in the man's apartment in Queens. The show reccomends the normal precautions (stay in groups, don't accept drinks from anyone you don't know), but the real eye opener to us was how two undercover female staffers were treated by men at the club.
When two women, Kim and Allison, working undercover for INSIDE EDITION left a nightclub together, they heard the typical come-ons. But when Kim left a night club alone, something more alarming happens. She is immediately approached by two men who want to give her cocaine, get her in their car and take her home. "You won't even try a little bit?" asks one man. "We can go back to my apartment."
"I don't know what they were going to do if I had gone with them, and that's the scary part," says Kim.
While we certainly don't think that this means no one is safe if they go out on the town, it is important that we stay alert and try to look out for one another. Let's try to keep it fun out there.
Last weekend was the Boom Boom Room and Abe & Arthur's, this weekend it's La Pomme's turn to welcome customers inside its gilded doors. The former Ultra space officially opens its doors for paying customers this weekend, and promises to offer an abundance of debauchery and live acts all weekend. Sounds like a real hoot! It's going to be a rough go trying to get party people up to Chelsea when all of the action is back in the Meatpacking District, but we wish them luck in the endeavor.
After his NBA career ended, Rony Seikaly hung around South Beach and has become a major force in the South Beach scene, DJing at numerous clubs and also dabbling as an investor. But now the former Syracuse star is ready to take New York City by way of Quattro at the Trump Soho, and is kicking things off tonight with a special set at 1OAK. We think that anyone who put up 15 and 10 over a decade in the NBA has the ability to do pretty much anything, but Miami nightlifers who try to bring their game up to New York learn a lesson pretty quickly. Just because they are both nightclubs, its a completely different business. And if they want to fare better than the last Miami group that set out to conquer Manhattan, they better be prepared with a different business model.
Thursday night is still party night in this town. So while the event will be beyond boring, the place to be tonight is the famous penthouse of the ClockTower building in Dumbo, where David Walentas and Jared Kushner are hosting an event for some of the top real estate people in New York to debut the apartment to the industry. While we don't have much interest in hob knobbing with residential realtors, we do have an interest in sipping drinks in a $25,000,000 apartment that has 4 giant clocks on each of its walls and wrap around views of the entire city. Or maybe we will just buy it for a lark.
When it works for one venue, it is sure to be copied by another. So when the Bowery Hotel's summer soirees eschewed a guest list for a password, it was only a matter of time before other venues began to follow. A Little Birdy sent word that Above Allen is the latest to jump on the password bandwagon, sending out word to its invitees for tonight's Fashion Week Wrap Party that the password is Andy Warhol. We'll repeat it slowly in case you missed it. Andy. Warhol. The guy who's face is at the bottom of the hotel's pool. Have fun.
Here's another video blast from the past, when the oh so cool Club Kids got invited on to the Joan Rivers Show to talk about being so cool. That's why they went on the Joan Rivers show of course. Our favorite part is when Joan asked them, "what do you do for Halloween". LOL. Of course, she seems to have stolen their bit for her current look, but whateva. Doesn't this just make you long for the "good old days"?
Have you still not managed to party at Jane Hotel yet? What is wrong with you? Seriously. If you have tried and failed, our good friends at the Daddy managed to get some advice on cracking the door from Lyz who works the Jane door every Tuesday and Thursday. Key takeaways:
Who gets in: "You have to be awesome, cool or really funny." But if you aren't deemed awesome, she suggests being weird, because "If there is someone really weird, I'll be like: yeah, go ahead."
Who doesn't get in: People who wait, since, "No one has ever gotten in by waiting. Ever."
Exceptions to the Rules: "I have a special affinity for cheesy hot New Jersey–type girls, sometimes. Also, grandma and grandpa types that come out."
Now we know where to take Grandma next time she is in town! All in all, she sounds like she really knows whats up, especially after her years of training at the Tribeca Grand and Maritime Hotel. Now if she could just do something about the music.
Here's a fun little rumor that we just heard. According to a Little Birdy, Pink Elephant on 27th Street is no longer the real Pink Elephant, and the owners of Pink Elephant are hoping to take over another venue. Confused? So are we, so we will let our Little Birdy explain. According to our LB, "M2 is operating the space & the Pink owners (David and Bobby) are gone. They went to court this morning in order to get an injunction against the M2 people to have them stop using there name." Not only that, but our LB also tells us that the Pink team are hoping to take over the former Room Service space on 21st Street that is currently hosting Mr. Black on Friday nights. Got all of that? We called Pink Elephant a few minutes ago, finding out that they are still open for business Wednesday through Sunday nights. Who is actually in charge, we don't know.
News is breaking this afternoon that Simon Hammerstein and the Box crew will be taking their show to Times Square for a special 2 week run in late October. Named Purgatorio, the club will operate from October 15-October 31 in the former China Club space (268 W. 47th Street), and according to its website, promises to "offer an interactive Halloween experience unlike anything seen before in New York nightlife. Adults 21 and over will be immersed in a multi-level world of macabre fantasy complete with interactive variety acts and installations, all set in a dynamic environment that is at once frightening, erotic and whimsical." Freaky deaky! Tickets range from $39.99 to $59.99 while VIP tickets range from $59.99 to $79.99 and include two complimentary beverages and preferred access. That is a bargain for us!
Does Purgatorio sound like fun to you? Wait until we tell you the rules of the house . . .
While some of us were enjoying ourselves this weekend, a few others were stung by the seedier side of nightlife.
Radar Online reports that a man was stabbed at Goldbar on Saturday night as nightlife hound John Mayer looked on. Apparently, a man and woman got into a fight before there was a commotion, with an onlooker reporting, "The man had been stabbed in the stomach and there was blood everywhere". At Goldbar. Never a good sign. Meanwhile, The Post reports that a trio of sexy girls has been scamming drunk men by "picking them up at high-end nightclubs and pickpocketing their wallets and phones" and taking "the men to ATMs and sidled up to them as they withdrew money, later using pinched bank cards and pilfered PIN codes to tap the victim's accounts." The women were arrested last week after robbing a drunk private equity attorney in their tinted out car. Goes to show that crime never pays.