The end of the Manhattan club scene

I almost s*** a brick when VD emailed me this article about this service which will get you into clubs for a price. This is a complete B&T nightmare. Basically you pay $350 to $1250 and have people get you into the VIP rooms and hang out with you. Basically they are club hos paid to make you look like a player.

"I hope there's a line 50 feet long at Spirit just so I can bypass the whole thing," Mr. Lima, who lives and works in New Jersey, said as he headed out of Cielo. "You know what it feels like to get out of the car and walk straight into the club without having to deal with doormen or bouncers. It's amazing."

Yeah. I know that feeling but I earned that feeling. Unlike you.

A week before Mr. Lima visited Cielo, three women in their mid-20's from Weehawken, N.J. - a nurse, a clerk and a teacher - paid $350 each to be ferried from Copacabana to Plaid and then to Webster Hall. All three are regular clubgoers and could have passed through the portals without the aid of CENSORED, though they probably would have had to stand in line a while.

Ohmigod the business is run in B&T territory and all of their customers are B&T.

He told the story of a dozen executives from a Minneapolis financial consulting firm who were visiting New York for a conference. "We didn't plan this part," Mr. Roefaro said, "but they hired fake paparazzi to photograph them getting in and out of the limo. They also had their own velvet rope and red carpet they carried around with them."

What the f***? Hire your own paparazzi? Bring your own red carpet? I did that at my bat mitzvah.

If this business catches on the club scene is going to look like this.


I will be so p*** off if Manhattan nightlife turns into the Jersey shore. Part of the club experience is trying to get in. My first time I went to a club was Webster Hall. That was when it first opened up and before it became an NYU breeding ground. I was a freshman than and a bunch of us tried to get in even though we were wearing these scandalous Donna Karan outfits and these really great fake ids VD's big brother made on his mac the bouncers wouldn't let us in. I was so depressed. But then my sister schooled me in club tactics.

Its simply all about the attitude. Not how much money you have or how nice you are. You got to have the attitude that you are all that. That its the clubs privillege that you are even standing on the line. They don't want people who look like they have never been in a club. They want people who act like they go to these places all the time. But be cool. Talk to the bouncers. But just talk to them. Don't beg to get in. Just chill. Make them feel that hanging out with them is cool. If somone walks past the line and gets in. Be cool. Don't be jealous. Just think of them as people who could not hack it and have no self esteem.


The next week we put on our war paint and broker low cuts and tank tops and the DKNY army marched over to Webster Hall at 11pm. We acted the part and chilled with the bouncers and at 1am they us in. It was so awesome being in the club. I don't remember much since I was completely toasted that night but we seemed to have made a good impression with the bouncers because after that we were always on the guest list. Word spread about us and soon we had all access because the promoters knew we always made the scene. Girls would curse us out for getting passed the line but we just laughed at them. Part of the experience is the hassles. That's waht makes it so much fun and when walk past that line you thats means you earned the stripes.


If this catches on it will change the whole club dynamic. When a club first opens up and is mixed together like a good pomitini with the right promoters, location, lighting, bartenders, waitresses and DJ than it can last at least 2-3 years. Clubs like Studio 54 can last for more than a decade. But that hardly happens. What will happen is that clubs wil last maybe less than a year. They will open up. Get hot. And these party whores come in and lead an invasion of B&T into the clubs which will make them suck so bad. But the club promoters won't care. They will bleed these club hos and their johns dry and after the club shuts down the promoters just open another one. And the circle of life continues.

"I talked to someone at Marquee about our clients coming to the club, and she said, 'Sure, come down, we're interested,' " Mr. King said, and laughed. "I went there but the doorman wouldn't let me in."

I thought the Marquee was infested with B&T but they are really good at keeping them out. I think I will be hanging out there more often. This is the way a club should work.