Siberia in New York
Google it for the full history of this amazing place, but basically this was a rolling club that shifted location a few times to avoid being busted for flagrant violations of just about every law and article of common sense.
When I first found it, the location was in a subway station, through an unmarked door.
We pounded on the door, an eye appeared to look us over and the secret "Stacy said to come" was passed... then we were in.
A few brief impressions:
Men and women, young and old, gays and straights, cops and crims, businessmen and bums, black and white, punks and yuppies, EVERYONE crammed in laughing and shouting over the music and drinking like there was no tomorrow.
Smokers were lighting up wherever the hell the liked, people were snorting lines off the pinball machine, the bar staff were serving from ice-filled buckets behind planks of wood on trestles, when I went to the toilet a couple was pants down and going at it on the floor... this was debauchery at its finest.
Needless to say we enjoyed an incredibly strange night and made a lot of new friends.
Great place, but it's probably a very good thing its gone.
( difficultchild, Thu 9 Apr 2009, 2:11, Reply)