Poor Pour Rich People
With their 300-percent liquor markups and capricious, power-wielding bouncers, nightclubs are hardly known as bastions of fairness and decency. So it should come as little surprise that they might be charging their customers illegal fees—and no, we’re not just talking about the drink prices. (Seriously though, $18 for a vodka soda? What is this, prohibition?) Read More
The Eight-Day Week
Hiro Ballroom, the two-story subterranean dance hall loved by hipsters and Midtowners alike, will be closing its doors come March, according to employees at the Maritime Hotel, where the venue is located. Also closing at the hotel is Matsuri restaurant. And while none of this should come as a huge surprise–rumors have been swirling about who would take over management of the club and restaurant space since the fall– now we finally have an answer to that particular burning nightlife question. Marc Packer–whose name is usually synonymous with the Strategic Group founders like Noah Tepperberg, Jason Strauss, and Rich Wolff– will be taking over management duties at the Maritime spaces. Mr. Packer is best known for his work at Las Vegas’ LAVO club as well as Tao.
So what can we expect in the space where Hiro and Matsuri once were? Something that sounds suspiciously like a Stefon-themed nightclub, if his former work is any indication.
Wednesday, July 27
Summer’s caught up with us—and we know, we complain about it every week, but the aggregate effect of sweating this much packs a more crippling punch than Wendi Murdoch! We find ourselves regressing to childhood: leaning hard on the chocolate-frozen yogurt handle at 16 Handles, wearing Read More
Lavo, the Vegas transplant restaurant-nightclub that descended upon Midtown earlier this year, has generated a substantial amount of criticism in 2010. Sam Sifton, at The New York Times, resorted to crafting an imagined Q&A with a stereotypical bottle-service male, so brotastic were this head-spinning eatery’s clientele. When we descended to the subterranean catacombs of Read More
The Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show — an enormous, loud and lavish no-holds-barred explosion of sex and skin, wholly and unapologetically resplendent, soaked in excess, overflowing with sequins, feathers, technicolor stripes and oceans of fuchsia-tangerine blast-lighting — took place last night at the 69th Regiment Armory last night.
“Welcome to Club Victoria,” a voice echoed over Read More
Q: What happens when the Sam Sifton, food critic for The New York Times, takes on Lavo, a Las Vegas nightclub-cum-restaurant plunked in the middle of Midtown?
A: We get sentences like this!
Take your girl down and get some vodka on. Your boys as well.
Well then! Lavo is the newly Read More
“No matter how much fun I may be having somewhere,” said socialite Melissa Berkelhammer, “merely knowing that at some point I have a 25-minute and 25-dollar cab ride to look forward to always looms over my head like this dark cloud.”
“There’s an enormous amount of energy on the Upper East Side,” said the PR Read More