The Party think tank
In the summertime, the knob gets turned up to 11 on the NYC event-generating machine. As if it was enough to filter through time out magazines cheap eats, cheap parties, and cheap singles, going.com, ohmyrockness.com, The Onion’s decider section, The New Yorker’s highbrow cultural goings ons, restaurant weeks, phantom street carnivals, bar tournaments, theatrical productions, comedy shows, Pool Parties, gallery openings, burlesque lessons, sports festivals, emotionally and intellectually confounding summer blockbusters, pride parades, THE BEACH, company soft ball matches, weddings, and LAUNDRY
I’ve added myself on to another event shuffling list: New York’s Burning Man mailing thread.
I’ve never been to the Burning Man
I don’t own a Winnebago/ welding studio/ camel back/ snakeskin body suit/ dreadlock maintenance kit.
But the folks on this list - who seem to build their lives around letting their inner Tarzans run endlessly wild through synthetic landscapes of neon light fixtures- they know how to throw parties!
It is as if acknowledging a city filled with too much stimulation, the only way to fight back is by creating events SO clotted with spectacle and hyper activity, you fee like you are getting everything at once.
Last Saturday: Pirates life:
In short: Herded into little drug cartel vans and shipped off to a secret ferry floating in the Gowanas Canal. Station bicycles for mixed drinks. Fire Eaters. Marching bands. Contortionists. Studied costumes. BBQ. Hammock gardens. Cabinettes of curiososities. Floating light barges. And cargo pockets of mysterious randomosity. It was perfect mayhem, give or take a sinking ferry and a rotting smell of canal pollution.
My party pitches :
SILENT PARTY:People show up to a space equipped with all sorts of visual toys and stimulation, NOBODY CAN SPEAK! No audio music. Strict adherance ot visual stimulation
CRYPTOZOOLIGY POTLUCK
What would a mothman eat?
Triplettes of Bellville Fet
Make music out of beloved objects:
More ideas to come!
