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Stories from the NYC club scene White Men Can't Dance

That One Night Of Life by Ray
On the phone tonight, I hear, "You gotta listen to this--totally like a Batcave-night song." Made me remember: The Ba...
January 16, 2011
 
A Single Night by Ray
I hear the music before I open the door to the building. Shit. "Hey!" he yells from his bedroom. "No, dude. ...
February 28, 2009
 
Rob's Party--A Photo Essay by Ray
I got around to posting some pictures of Rob’s party, if you’re the kind of person who’s interested in that sort of thi...
May 20, 2007
 
You Know—We’re The Boy Band by Ray
So I made it back from my bachelor party last night. I got to New York City around eleven o’clock on Thursday morning,...
November 06, 2006
 
What I'm Listening To by Trey
Years ago I started boycotting radio because it sucks, and since I have my TV hooked up to a 5 dollar set of rabbit ears...
May 05, 2006
 
Another Phone Call by Ray
I actually had a real post I was working on, but it wasn’t that interesting, and then I got a call from the notorious p...
February 26, 2006
 
The Phone Call by Ray
So I’m hanging out last night, writing, whatever. I had actually almost decided to go to bed when the phone rang. “H...
December 03, 2005
 
Backup...failed by Ray
If I was prepared, this would be my backup rant. This would be the thing that I posted when I was beat to the core, ti...
August 26, 2005
 
There's A Party In My Ear, And You're All Invited! by Ray
I’m sort of at peace with the world tonight, which generally makes for pretty lame writing. But it’s been a good eveni...
August 07, 2005
 
and the night by Trey
Evening blooms, full and heavy, hanging across a new york friday night. The club. Expensive, full. Walk through the r...
April 17, 2005