Last night the party seemed to allude me no matter where I went.  I first stopped at Trash which evidently was bumping… so bumping in fact that the cops decided that it was over capacity and shut it down.  Then I went to Ruff Club and the downstairs was so hot I wanted to cry and then I got a text from an old friend who was at Andrew WK’s new venue which may or may not be called Santa’s Party House or Santo’s Party House or something.  She said it was great before I got there, but by the time I got there people were just standing around awkwardly.  Also, there are signs disallowing photography, which I think is complete fucking bullshit so I will probably never go there again.  In fact I was going to cover the party there tonight for the Voice but they wouldn’t even grant the Voice access so I am shooting the Vice/ Colt 45 party in Brooklyn instead.  After that her and I went over to Le Royale for Robot Rock.  We were tricked by a livery cab driver to have him take us there and charged us $25 for a five minute ride.  This is like the first thing I learned in NYC was not to get in one of those cars with out knowing the price, but the guy totally tricked us.  I probably would have refused to pay for it, but my friend had just spent $30 on a drink at Upstairs and felt that $25 was reasonable at this point.  Anyway, it was before 3 when we got to Le Royale but they wouldn’t let us in.  After explaining that I am friends with pretty much everyone involved in that party they let me in, but it was mostly dead.  Marc Allen Gray told me it was crazy packed with hot German girls right before I got there or something.  I don’t even know.  Anyway, I took like 30 photos all night at random points so I just put them all up here.  Whatever.  I gotta get over to Glasslands for the Vice thingy.

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