Worst Parties Of All Time: Club Kid Outlaw Bash

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Here's another installation in my six-part series of NYC's Best and Worst Parties I've Ever Been To:


THE WORST:

*A 1991 club kid outlaw party


"Outlaw parties" were the bashes illegally held at some public space or other, where everyone showed up on time for a change, knowing the cops would come and bust it up the second they got wind of it.

For this one--in honor of a club DJ's birthday--we'd been told to meet at a West Side parking lot, though that turned out to be just a holding area. From there, we were sent to abandoned elevated train tracks a few blocks away, where the weeds, decay, and rickety structure were as terrifying as the club kids begging to get photographed in it.

I was actually relieved when the police came and I could return to the relative safety of a plain old sleazy nightclub.

And yet, these things were always kind of thrilling and special, I must admit. The one at a McDonalds will be forever seared into the memory. It was the rare worthwhile trip to a fast food joint, and it really shook things up there!

Truth be told, though, the club kids ripped off the outlaw idea from promoter Vito Bruno, who pulled off some amazing spectacles in the '80s, including a bash on a sanitation pier, where me and my bandmates sang "Happy Birthday" to Details's editor Annie Flanders while we walked off because the cops were shooing us home.


And here's another WORST:

*Premiere party for The Savages, 2007, in the Altman Building


I love a party for a movie I actually enjoyed because I know I'll be brimming with positive questions for the talent involved and I won't have to fake the enthusiasm. Besides, I'd interviewed the film's stars, Laura Linney and Philip Seymour Hoffman, before, and knew they were perfectly delightful specimens with lots of good quotes. So I was stunned to walk into the small-scale event and be told, "No interviews with Laura or Phil!"

This unexplained bit of bizarreness was Tom Cruise all over again, only taller--and there was no one else worth talking to there either! And no great food!

An even more horrifying nightmare was the 1998 party for the icky movie Playing By Heart, which I trudged through a blizzard to get to, along with literally only 20 other people! And I was promptly told, "Sean Connery won't talk to you!" And I didn't event want him!

Since then, whenever something like that happens, I figure, "Well, at least it'll make for a good item." But a terrible party! I wish the cops had come and busted them.


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8 comments
Johnny
Johnny

iw as at that bridge party and Rupaul was doing the door , which was actually a latter which is now actually High Line Park. Talk about "Trans"formation.

bitchtrollfromhell
bitchtrollfromhell

But he meant the NYC club kid outlaw party phenom, not college hijinx.

Musto
Musto

PS: The elevated tracks where the above-described outlaw party took place later became the Highline! it's now filled with tourists having a lovely stroll! Bring back the outlaw parties anytime.

Exhibitionnyc
Exhibitionnyc

This was one of the best of Alig & Rudolf's Outlaw Parties, Mr. Musto! It was on the now tourist ridden Highline. Maybe you were just on the rag that night!

Guest
Guest

Bruno wasn't the first.  I (barely) remember several outlaw parties at school in the early 80s.  We once smuggled a keg into a study room at the library in the middle of the day.  It was soundproof so we never got caught.  Other venues included the top of a church steeple and an island in the middle of a small lake on campus.  Good times but hardly original!

Loins
Loins

Great stuff. So happy to hear they weren't all magical. Fuck Sean Connery.

Mamsy
Mamsy

Thanks for these amazing memories!!!!

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