I wanted to wish everyone a wonderful holiday week! YES, Thanksgiving is almost here, and that means whatever it means to each of us, with whatever we all may be feeling.
Historically, as a New Yorker, it would mean that I would party, with my wonderful friends, ideally while listening to VERY LOUD house music. Of course, that was a different time. To wit: I can illustrate with an anecdote about nitelife curation. Those who appreciate a good nitelife might agree, the best parties are the ones that not too many people know about. It should be what we used to call “HYPE” but not so much so that some complete outsider is going to show up and do something that ruins it for the rest of us.
How does one strike such a balance? Imagine this: 4 or five people cruising through the early NYC evening* probably in a car the 2022 me cannot afford. We are checking our beepers for text messages, because we each have friends who know someone, who knows someone, who is throwing some insane underground party, and we are enthusiastically comparing notes, trying to develop a plan of action for the later part of the evening and early dawn. One of us, the one driving, has one of those giant cellphones, and he uses it to call a phone booth, where there is a guy, in a silk, color blocked track suit and a lot of gold rings, who is giving out a password and the address of a good party, the kind we might deign to attend.
But when TrackSuit answers he sounds impaired, and keeps slurring his words, and we worry he is going to send us astray. Our guy driving, with the huge brick phone in his non steering wheel hand, waves it all off*, and calls 411. “Operator” “Yes, operator, do you know the address for *****… Oh, there’s no address listed for that. How about, did’ya try wit a different spelling? No… OPERATOR, I NEED this information. Never mind. YO, Operator? What’s slammin’ tonight?” She hangs up.
Snapshot of the late 80’s, early 90s, NEW YORK CITY. Before all the revelers had a camera in their pocket at all times… I think of what may have become of these old friends… they must love the internet.
Wherever you are my beautiful party people, be safe, have fun. Remember the time & DESIGNATE A DRIVER. 💋, MCC,ESQ.
*Pretty sure that this is frowned upon nowadays. They call it “idling” and you can get a fine for it.
*Pretty sure that this is frowned upon nowadays. Back then it was not a regulated activity to speak on the cell while driving.
