THEY’D REALLY RATHER BE PARTYING
It is still such a pain in the ass to have some simple naughty fun in this city, a dreary legacy from the Giuliani regime, which has stripped Manhattan of its once proud title of freak flag-waving Sin City. Hell, you can find more good clean debauchery in Cleveland, Ohio these days, f’Chrissakes!
Recent case in point: I had a lovely Valentine’s Day dinner at the cosily romantic, scrumptious Swedish restaurant in the West Village, Smorgas (meatballs, baby!), and decided to follow it up with some kicks at Dionysian Daniel Nardicio’s party, at which he’d promised a special surprise. The joint was jumpin’ when I got there and things really kicked into high gear with the arrival of said suprise, which was a full-blown Mardi Gras band who marched into the room and proceeded to seriously jam.
Everybody loved it and continue to party in the most energetic sexy way, to the accompaniment of DJ Johnny Dynell’s always smoking spinning.
And then, suddenly, boom! A cadre of cops, who were undeniably young and cute, but also undeniably cops, stormed in and before you knew it, the party was declared over and a monstrous line assembled at the coat check. There were thankfully no arrests, and, to everybody’s credit, there were no freak-outs or unpleasantness during the wait to properly exit. Everybody had had such a rousingly good Nardician time that spirits remained high and a wry bonhomie continued to suffuse the joint.
PLUS CA CHANGE…A cop visits Christopher’s End, a bar located at 180 Christopher Street, in 1971
Just another wild Saturday night in Gotham, and there’ll definitely be more similar fun to come after the smoke clears a bit, but I want to let Daniel Nardicio have his say, in a message he sent to me:
“First off, i’d like to emphasize that what happened on Valentines Day wasnt a GAY thing, it was a NOISE thing.
As anyone of the hundreds of attendees can attest, the NYPD handled the entire thing more or less gently, and without any outward homophobia.
I did get a few summonses for noise levels and having no CPR kit, but all that is being taken care of and the attending officer let me know that more than likely these summons will be thrown out in court.
The problem stemmed from me. Being an enthusiastic Louisiana boy at heart, i hired a 20 person marching band to make a Mardi Gras parade thru the loft- hilarious yes, but loud.
And thats what set off the neighbors, who then called the police.
While the whole experience was mostly drama free, i feel really bad about the many people who paid to get in and got asked to leave by the police, and so i am planning on doing something special next month for all the partygoers who were there when the place got shut down.
Lastly, i’d like to say to the gossipmongers:
for the record, this is only the SECOND time i’ve ever had police come to my event. The last time was in 2003 at the The Slide. This is not a common occurence, and i’ve got many more wicked plans for NYC nightlife- check back to thedshop.com to find out!”
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One truly spicy party