Sky Room, a new hotel rooftop bar located in Times Square which opens later this spring, boasts 360 degree views of Manhattan and the Hudson River.  It will be the city’s highest roof deck lounge. Craziness!!!

The Sky Room will host an Open Call to choose an in-house event photographer for the venue.  The winner will be determined by a panel of celebrity judges including society photographer Rob Rich, fashion photographer Tom Concordia, celebrity and society photographer Jerritt Clark, Claudine Gumbel of CaravanGirl.com, Kirill Bichutsky of Kirill Was Here,  ME!!!!! and fashion blogger Daniel Saynt of FashionIndie.com The winner will receive a paid photography position with the venue.

Potential contestants are required to bring examples of their work to the Open Call and can get a jump start on the competition by visiting Sky Room’s Twitter (www.twitter.com/skyroomnyc) and Facebook (www.facebook.com/skyroomnyc) accounts for further information and to upload your work.

The open call is This Wednesday, April 14th from 4PM-6PM:

598 Broadway (@Houston) 6^th Floor

Sorry for the lack of posting these days.  My life has been cray cray – a lot of big things in the works.  The perk to being a blogger is I get to attend a lot of cool shit.  The downfall is I have no time to post which ultimately defeats the purpose.   I have a full time job now.  Yes, really.   And between working all day and partying all night, I am finding it difficult to lock in some solid writing time besides lunch AKA right now, at 2:30 PM.   Make sure to follow me on TWITTER because I always ‘live blog’ from events, clubs, and the streets.

So back to life as I know it…

Tuesday night I went to this party – The Darker Side of Green at the Skylight Studios in Chelsea.    I have been so inundated with party invites, press releases, and other shit, I can barely keep track of my plans every night.   I didn’t even remember what the event was for – all I knew was Paul Sevigny and the Misshapes were DJing, and a ton of promoters were affiliated with the event.  When I got there I was so thrown off to find out that (A) it was a Lexus event and (B) Sarah Silverman had something to do with it. I missed the “debate” and the abundance of celebrities *ugh WTF I missed the Gyllenhaals* in attendance but I did get to see the randomness which ensued after they all left.

Pretty much this party consisted of really hot fashion types and a bunch of ummm…not really hot fashion types.  You could definitely tell who was there because some nightclub promoter invited them and who was not.  The scene at the party was basically a bunch of scenesters sipping on their Patron cocktails, getting their picture taken, and wondering why it was so bright in there standing off to the side.   In the middle of the ‘dance floor’ random people were dancing like fools, grinding on each other, standing on a platform like it was Spring Break Cancun.  Overall the party was really weird and confusing; while the debate and earlier part of the evening definitely had clear messaging- the after party did not.   Word of the wise to brands, if you are going to hold a corporate event, don’t have nightclub promoters involved. Unless you are a liquor brand, or perhaps a fashion label, it just throws everything off.

And PS: I know the Misshapes (Note: Leigh Lezark only made a 5 minute appearance before leaving) are famous DJs and all… but really!? I could have did a better job with an iPod and the Mad Decent App. Please tell me why one song came to a complete stop, there was a 30 second pause of nothingness, and then a new song began.  Was the CD player changing discs? I don’t get it.   The fact of the matter is if you are already at the “top,” then chances are you’ve played at many, many venues with shit sound systems and you know how to handle the situation of music cutting in and out. Get it together.  For real.

Anyways – a picture is worth a thousand words so here are 23 courtesy of Nicole Wasilewicz.  Check out the party in all it’s glory.

So last night I headed Alfred Preisser and Randy Weiner’s theater production, Caligula Maximus, which is currently playing at the Ellen Stewart Theatre – 66 E. 4th St, through April 10th.

Co-written by Alfred Preisser (Co-Founder, Classical Theatre of Harlem) and Randy Weiner (owner of the notorious night spot, The Box) and directed by Preisser, Caligula Maximus, is set on the last night of the infamous dictator’s life.  The modern interpretation includes Ryan Knowles as Caligula, adult film star and Penthouse Pet Justine Joli, Lady Circus troupe aerialist Anya Sapozhnikova, award-winning competitive bodybuilders Myra Adams and Roxanne Edwards, Coney Island Sideshow tattooed muscleman Tim Dax, and an outrageous collection of over two-dozen circus performers, wrestlers,  showgirls and freaks.

With Randy Weiner behind the scenes, you can expect the show to resemble a 70 minute version of  The Box’s nightly routines, combining the best elements of raunchy entertainment with classic theater. Caligula offers a little something for everyone – girl-on-girl, guy-on-guy, group sex, bestiality and vulgarity, mixed in with a little bit of musical theater, comedy, and circus acts.  Sounds fab, right?!

In the beginning, there’s so much going on – it’s hard to take it all in and wrap your head around the storyline.  However as the show goes on, you become blind to the fact there’s a random girl pole dancing and another girl completely naked except for a blue painted heart above her lady bits, dancing around in front of a large gold penis.

Overall, the whole production was filled with creativity and randomness.  I was in to it.  The entire theater, including the foyer, was set to theme; making you feel like you’re really a part of the show (in some points throughout, you actually are.)  The audience was of all ages and races – appealing to everyone and anyone who enjoys semi-weird shit.  Trust me, seeing the reaction to a penthouse pet sitting on the lap of an elderly woman was straight up priceless. While the song and dance numbers tended to drag on a bit and I was left yearning for more acts involving the aerialist and trapeze(ist?),  the show was packed with memorable moments including an appearance by Jesus Christ himself.

I don’t want to give too much away…for a true ‘Only in New York” experience, you definitely should def see Caligula for yourself.   If you’re feeling fancy – hit up Gemma at the Bowery Hotel afterwards.

Scheduled performances are on Thursday and Friday at 8pm, Saturday at 8pm and 10pm, through April 10th.  Get tix before it’s too late!!!!   Tickets are $30, $25 for students and can be purchased online at www.lamama.org or by calling the box office at 212-475-7710. For more information, visit www.caligulamaximus.wordpress.com.

All pics courtesy of Lia Chang.  NSFW.

Ellen Stewart Theatre
66 E. 4th St., between 2nd Ave and Bowery
The box office is located at 74A E. 4th St.

Thursday and Friday at 8:00 pm
Saturday at 8:00 p.m. and 10:00 p.m.

via Last Nights Party

Saturday night is officially the worst night ever to go out in Manhattan.  One area you especially want to avoid is the Meatpacking district.  The weather was warm and the streets were flooded with scantily clad girls (I know its 70 degrees out – but it is still March, not July,) douchey guys, and overall pretentiousness.   Everywhere I looked was a mobscene…and the bridge and tunnel crowd was out in full force.  SL. Provocateur. Even Boom Boom Room had a weird Euro scene outside (PS: Is it just me or is everyone there over 35 or gay… just sayin’.)  All I knew was I had to get out of there – and quick.  My friend and I head over to the East Village cocktail den – Louis 649.  Ahhhh.  I can breathe again!   As I sit there and discover I love Ginger Beer and Dark & Stormy’s are my new drink, I get the text.  Secret Afterhours Party at the Red Bull Space - Josh Madden DJing.  Hallelujah praise Jesus – something to save my Saturday night hell.  I was just starting to think I wasted a good outfit.

My friend and I head over around 3AM, ya know, the normal time to get your night started.  The party was a continuation of the day-long celebration of the new Red Bull Soccer Stadium that opened in Jersey.  People were coming from Avenue in droves.  This was THE place to be Saturday night.  The crowd was a great mix of athletes, nightlife people, and people just down to party. I was a big fan of the space.  The all-white loft space gave off a nice airy vibe – areas with floor to ceiling windows  and casual seating throughout.  This was my first time visiting the space and I must say, I was feeling it.   Plus, how could you go wrong with open bar until 6AM.  I mean really….

After being there for all of about five minutes, a full on dance party erupted.  I took the stage with ithinkyourswell’s Antwan Duncan – my new favorite person – and literally danced my ass off until 6AM.  Josh Madden is one of the best DJs, hands down – he plays a little electro, a little hip hop, a little rock and roll – the perfect blend for dance parties. Honestly, I haven’t danced that hard in a loooonnnng time.

The current state of nightlife is being in the scene and being seen.  Back in the day, you used to go out to nightclubs for the sole purpose of dancing, and hearing great DJs…okay and maybe some drugs were involved, but that’s besides the point. Now, you go out, sit at your fave promoter’s table, get your picture taken, try and get your swag on, and bop your head to the music.  If you dare to dance in the crowd, you’re lucky enough if you can raise your arm for a measly fist pump.  Next time you’re out, take a look around.  Notice if people are actually dancing, and not just doing a little bop or nodding their head -  I mean dancing – getting down, dirty, and fresh with it.  Sweating. Laughing. Cheering to the music.  Unfortunately, it’s all too rare these days.

Anyways, to get your dance on, you can catch Josh at Arjan Write’s Superfraiche Pop Night at The Studio Webster Hall tomorrow. Tickets are $12 and the show starts at 8PM.

Pics can be found here.

Well this looks like a straight up freak show – but in a good way.   This invite came my way and I must say, I am intrigued. Very intrigued.

The invite reads… “The party will take place at ‘My Friend’s Place’ – a 4500 sq ft. former Andy Warhol workspace newly converted into an epic underground party den smothered in sin and vice. 2 mezzanines, themed chill areas, and thunderous dance floor.  A group of Neo-Dadaist Leprachaun Superstars asked the Thunder Gumbo crew to help keep the St. Patrick’s Day craic going strong throughout the weekend. Thus…in exchange for a few pots ‘o gold and unmentionable wishes: We’ve re-animated the decayed corpse of Andy Warhol AND are throwing a party THIS FRIDAY in one of his old workspaces!”

Costumes not required, but recommended.   RSVP is MANDATORY. The location will be disclosed upon RSVP.

My fave part is that the cover goes UP AFTER 4AM. Umm whatttttt.  If you’re looking to a delve in to New York’s past, this might be the place.