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Week in Shows: Dance Party in an Rx Drug Den, Females Keep Screaming, and More

(Flyer via Future Punx/ Facebook)

Screaming Females, Future Punx, Snakeskin 
Thursday April 27, 8 pm at Brooklyn Bazaar: $15

There’s never not a good time to see Bushwick’s own sci-fi synth-punk sensations, Future Punx, in action, but this particular show has a lineup that’s especially motivating– the headliners Screaming Females are almost guaranteed to get your friends off the ashy bean bag. It’s definitely been a while since these DIY vets released a new album (2015’s Rose Mountain was their last) but in the grand scheme of things, they’re doing pretty dang ok. (I mean, Rose Mountain was universally beloved for one, and as long as the Females aren’t moving into early retirement right after one last go at the ol’ stinky-foot tour route, I’m willing to guess that they are (still) in it for the long haul.

Actually (in my book, anyway) it’s much more reassuring to see a band touring outside of the music industrial complex’s oppressive and ultimately really just kind of boring and predictable record-promote-release-tour model– it’s indication that said band might be motivated by things other than career/success/ladies/money/401Ks. Though you need only see the Females live to know that they’re passionate about what they do.

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Meat Market: Vas Deferens, Coatie Pop, Nandi Loaf, Pity Laugh, Little Pain
Friday April 28,  8 pm to 11 pm at Pfizer (630 Flushing Avenue):$5 to $10, suggested donation

Ok, so the number one reason to get to Meat Market this weekend is that the title will automatically put everyone in a really gelatinous, tubular sort of mood– in short, loose. Which, duh, means great dancing. Secondly, the Pzifer building– if you’ve never been– is a massive, labyrinthian chip off the ol’ drug-manufacturing block, replete with medical, pill-pressing relics of yore, yes, but also the kind of double-wide elevators, expansive factory-sized corridors, and wide open spaces that come with the post-industrial territory. All of which make this a perfectly awesome place to throw a weird dance party.

Oh, yeah, the music (brought to you by the Babycastles crew), should be sufficiently out-there as well. For one, there’s Coatie Pop, who is a regular Mother Teresa. mean, I can only assume she’s charitable and worthy of sainthood because she dresses up like a nun and lights a bunch of mass candles for her performances. (Seriously, though, it’s cool looking.)

Even if you’re like me and otherwise haven’t really heard of anyone on this lineup, you can trust it’s gonna be sufficiently freaky since the show is happening in conjunction with E /\/ C O U/\/ T E R S, a performance-based art show curated by Vera Petukhova with some fabulous contributing artists including Angelina Dreem.

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Laser Background, Operator Music Band, Norwegian Arms, Railings
Friday April 28, 8 pm at Trans-Pecos: $10

Andy Molholt recently dropped a new album under the guise of his psych-pop project Laser Background, and it’s called Dark Nuclear Bogs, which to be honest is kind of perfect for our uncertain, heavily-armed present. If you’re pretty sure that SALT I and SALT II is the kind of stuff you load into novelty porcelain shakers, then all I have to say is, wow we are doomed.

If such dark pronouncements for the future make you restless, then perhaps you’d prefer to think about the (tiny) possibility of a Utopian outcome for our difficult species. We’ve got just the sound for that– but first we have a few questions: If you’re either a) completely unsatisfied with the breadth of Kraftwerk’s extensive catalogue or b) convinced that Kraftwerk is a new kind of vitamin B- and taurine-fortified processed cheese product from Kraft (“It Runs! It Jumps! The Only Thing It Doesn’t Do Is Melt!”) then Operator Music Band is for you.

 

(Flyer via Facebook)

TechnoFeminism
Saturday April 29, 10 pm to 4 am at OMG Pizza: free before midnight

Apparently you really can throw a rave at a pizza joint. Who knew? As long as you can stomach the smell of food whilst dancing/candy flipping, and are not prone to terrifying, mastication-induced hallucinations when you’re high as hell on water, then we fully encourage your attendance.

As you might have deduced from the name, TechnoFeminism boasts a “female” (in any way that might be expressed)-centric lineup, which is actually saying a lot for the hyper-masculine, DJ Man Man world of techno and electronic music. I mean, when was the last time that you went to a rave/dance party/what-have-you that was all, or even mostly, headlined by women, female-identifying musicians, and/ or even outspoken feminists? Yeah, we thought so.

 

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This Occultish ‘Rave for Adults’ is Using ‘Radical Intimacy’ to Find Realness in Art

An attendee of "The Hidden Valley" over the weekend looks on at a performance by Wild Torus (Photo: Nicole Disser)

An attendee of “The Hidden Valley” over the weekend looks on at a performance by Wild Torus (Photo: Nicole Disser)

If you’ve been to Wild Torus events before, it’s likely you know all about their marathon performance-art benders and messy parties. Guests are necessarily a part of the events involving immense creation and destruction within the same night (or 48-hour marathon). My first Torus encounter was a mind-jostling, brain-crushing, chaotic mess. It was a crush of humanity, all soaked in sweat, and stuck with gloopy, sticky materials, under an onslaught of hypnotic drumming, loud-as-hell discordant synth drone, and anything and everything you can imagine.

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Jack Daniel’s Greenpoint Rager Made Good On Promise: ‘Noise Complaints… Guaranteed’

(Photo: Mirrorball's Instagram.)

(Photo: Mirrorball’s Instagram.)

We were kind of amazed to see this tweet from Jack Daniel’s on Wednesday: “Noise complaints are guaranteed when you book a night at the Jack Daniel’s #MotelNo7.”

“Noise complaints… Guaranteed,” the company rammed home in two other tweets promoting a pair of massive parties it was throwing in a 60,000-square-foot Huron Street warehouse on Wednesday and Thursday nights.

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CityFox Explains Superfund Rave While Assembly Member Demands Investigation of Pop-Up Parties

the NuHart building, a Superfund site and the location for CityFox's Halloween super rave that never was (Photo: Nicole Disser)

the NuHart building, a Superfund site and the location for CityFox’s Halloween super rave that never was (Photo: Nicole Disser)

The official blowback in response to the Halloween-Superfund-rave-that-almost-was has begun. As promised, Assembly Member Joseph R. Lentol wrote a letter to the State Attorney General Eric T. Schneiderman on behalf of his district strongly suggesting he “investigate the pop-up party industry in New York City.” Lentol asks that Schneiderman take a close look at CityFox, the party promoters responsible for the would-be rave, which the Assembly Member refers to as “a corporation extremely difficult to track.” More details about the rave have emerged, including a social media response from CityFox.

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NuHart Building Co-Owner on the Superfund Rave: “I Panicked”

(Photo: Nicole Disser)

The NuHart Plastics Building (Photo: Nicole Disser)

The massive Halloween rave shutdown by the Fire Department in Greenpoint over the weekend stole the show once again, this time at Monday evening’s Neighbors Allied for Good Growth (NAG) meeting about the oversight of hazardous waste cleanup at a former plastics manufacturing site in the neighborhood.

The building of interest, 280 Franklin Street (aka the NuHart Plastics building) is a Superfund site that was recently bought by a group of developers (DuPont Street Developers, LLC) hoping to turn it into a residential and retail site. Things got pretty, pretty weird at the meeting– to the point that Michael Roux, a geologist hired by the developers as an environmental consultant, fielded most of the questions about why on earth nearly 5,000 ravers were almost allowed to party on a Superfund site. At one point he slipped up, referring to the former plastics factory as a “venue.” The audience erupted back. “It’s not a venue!” one neighbor shouted. “It’s a toxic waste site!”

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A Superfun(d) Rave Got Kiboshed at Greenpoint’s Notorious NuHart Factory

(Photo: @jonbonkvj on Twitter.)

(Photo: @jonbonkvj on Twitter.)

As we lurked in the barren northern reaches of Greenpoint on Halloween night, a stranger stopped us in the shadows and told us, “The big party is going to be over on Clay and Franklin. It’s $80 to get in.” Intrigued, we walked over and couldn’t believe our eyes when we saw security barriers being set up outside of the former NuHart & Co. plastics factory. Weren’t we just talking about the possibility of toxic plumes at that site?

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Bushwick Is Burning: Underground Trap Raves Keep It Weird

Dancer, Dai Burger, Junglepussy, Kay Rizz, Contessa Stuto

Dancer, Dai Burger, Junglepussy, Kay Rizz, Contessa Stuto

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dai Burger (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dai Burger (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

 Contessa Stuto (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Contessa Stuto (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dai Burger performing (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dai Burger performing (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Passion Lounge (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dancer (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dancer (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Juliana Huxtable of House of Ladosha (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Juliana Huxtable of House of Ladosha (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Bailey Styles (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Bailey Styles (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Joey LaBeija (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Joey LaBeija (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Junglepussy (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Junglepussy (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Richard Kennedy (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Richard Kennedy (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

 Dosha Devastation of House of Ladosha (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Dosha Devastation of House of Ladosha (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

WC Kids TeeBurr and Matt Sebastian (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

WC Kids TeeBurr and Matt Sebastian (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Santana WIlliams (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

Santana WIlliams (Photo: Konstantin Sergeyev)

TeeBurr texts, Matt Sebastian and Kay Rizz share fishbowl

TeeBurr texts, Matt Sebastian and Kay Rizz share fishbowl

It’s 3 a.m. at Passion Lounge, the heavily mirrored club on Broadway previously known as Angels, and the roving underground party known as Ultra Velvet is in full swing. Brooklyn rapper Dai Burger coos a line from her new single into the mic: “Soufflé, I could come on these bitches all day.” She’s iced in iridescent blue from head to transparent heel. Her audience is similarly attired in ensembles ranging from the futuristic to the obscene. As lasers spin, they share fish bowls, sipping an orgy of liquor from long straws. Passion’s towering security guards look on, confused.
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The 40-Year-Old Hipster Goes to a Rave

Tom Lombardi has returned to his stomping grounds of Williamsburg after several years away.

(Illustration: James Powers)

(Illustration: James Powers)

The wife and I ride the elevator thirty-something floors up the spine of a newly constructed condo that stands, along with its glassy companions, on the waterfront on Kent Avenue. My wife’s friends’ crib is magnificent, with floor-to-ceiling windows that expose various sides: South and East Williamsburg, Greenpoint and beyond. Little people – humans below, not midgets – can be seen sipping sunset cocktails on roof decks.
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