America being the multi-cultural melting pot of diversity and tolerance that it is, ensures that just about any international holiday is cause for celebration. Want to get wild and hit the bubbly for Bastille Day (July 14th)—done! Or perhaps, you prefer to get explicit and do some “ouzo-bombs” in honor of Greek Independence Day (March 25th). Whatever the occasion, America is the undisputed facilitator of revelry—especially in concerns to our dear neighbors in Mexico!
Though undoubtedly muddled in the memory banks of countless Americans, the actual history of Cinco de Mayo has taken a backseat to the margaritas, tequila, and salsa specials inherently associated with it. Though what better way to commemorate the unlikely Mexican victory over the French (circa 1862) than with some good old fashioned debauchery?
What is it about Monday that breeds melancholia? Is it the ponderous distance from Friday, the insipid conflux of responsibility and duty, or the tethering embraces of socialization? Rumor has it that “everything that rises must converge,” therefore, rise we must: above the miasmic, ennui-inducing strands of our proletarian lots! So let us ascend from the ashes of ambition, and combat the stultifying grind of the “everyday” by indulging in a little frivolity.
Day by day we crawl towards salvation—the glorious beacon of freedom and fleeting mercy that is Friday—only to repeat the endless Tantalusian cycle anew by weekend’s end. In order to maintain homeostasis (as well as sanity) we must temper desire with duty, in this finely honed balancing act of existence. In that light, here’s the rundown of the weekly restoratives, guaranteed to revitalize and reinvigorate even the most jaded of souls!
Sunday typically doesn’t get too much romance on the party front, but with the 84th Academy Awards happening on the 26th it's stepping up its game. What inspires joviality more than the entitled 1 percenters playing dress up on Hollywood’s largest playground? Fashion, celebrities, and accolades—the proverbial triple threat of party muses!
In celebration of the most prestigious of award shows, the glitterati loftily descend upon Hollywood—the least NYC can do is throw a couple bashes in solidarity! Whether in genuine admiration or outright condemnation, there’s a party for all. Here’s 5 Oscar Soirées to put some lovin’ back into your Sunday!
I'll admit, I shed a little tear when my favorite party Ruff Club died last fall and its hosting space, The Annex was turned into Doghouse Saloon. That space obviously didn't last long and partiers sprinkled themselves throughout the city (and even into Greenpoint where Germs was briefly hosted), but when CMJ came around and 152 Orchard opened their doors once again under the name Backstage Bar, everyone held their breath that we'd be able to take up the massive space once again. However, it turns out it was only a temporary money making space for all the bands in town, but the management team behind Crash Mansion is resurrecting the space, for real this time.