All dressed up and nowhere to go? Here’s our guide to the season’s best parties for every night (or day) of the week
- Last Updated: 10:38 AM, June 13, 2012
- Posted: 10:13 PM, June 12, 2012
What’s the difference between going to the right club on the wrong night and going to the wrong club on the right night? That’s a trick question: New Yorkers know that when you go is just as important as where you go. Here’s our guide to the hottest summer spots so you can party like a pro every night of the week.
MONDAY: ROCK OUT WITH BANDS!
You may remember Double Seven as the site of the royal rumble where Monaco’s Prince Pierre Casiraghi and Hawaiian Tropic Zone club owner Adam Hock dueled with $500 bottles of vodka in February.
At Avenue A Soundcheck’s Mondays Rock, however, this dimly lit hot boite’s live entertainment is provided by rock bands including Pow Pow, which got Susan Sarandon to come out and see her son Miles Robbins perform, and Black Box Revelation, which played here and on “The Late Show With David Letterman” show on Monday. (Bands usually start performing at about midnight.)
Admission standards are almost as stiff as the drinks. Don’t arrive with a pack of guys, and once inside, try the $18 Strawberry Pepper Fix, with either tequila, white rum or vodka, plus fresh strawberries and lime. When moneyed New Yorkers come back from the beach, they come here to rock.
Double Seven, 63 Gansevoort St.; 212-981-9099; no cover
TUESDAY: LOOK LE PART!
ODDS are very good that revelers hoping to gain access to Le Tuesday party at Le Baron — arguably the toughest door in town — will meet with a harsh New York City reality at this door: rejection.
Simonez Wolf, a co-founder of last summer’s popular Madame Wong pop-up parties, promotes this exclusive party, which gets started at about 11 p.m. and goes until the wee hours.
“If someone doesn’t know how to approach a door, don’t even try,” Wolf warns about this popular dance party, which he describes as “New York with a French twist.”
Channel your inner Mick Jagger and don’t make it a boys’ night. As Wolf notes, “don’t come with the football team.” Inside, faux fog fills an intimate trilevel space, where votive candles light the staircases. Electronic and indie tunes play while models in the absolute latest downtown styles dance alongside grungy types in torn-up concert tees.
Le Baron, 32 Mulberry St.; no phone; no cover
WEDNESDAY: Get ready to rock!
ROCK ’N’ ROLL rebels get down and dirty at Webster Hall’s weekly Riot Avenue party, where go-go dancers and tattooed hipsters gyrate to blaring hard rock and heavy metal.
Tattoos are done on the premises, and there’s a photo booth for those wanting less permanent souvenirs from a night they probably won’t remember after a $13 Bud-and-Jack combo that’s only $5 between 11 p.m. and midnight. “It’s like an ’80s LA hair party,” says Webster Hall general manager Gerard McNamee. (In 1998, Guns N’ Roses gave a legendary performance here when the place was called the Ritz.) The party goes from 11 p.m. until late.