To our delight whilst waiting to tell the doorgirl, “we’re on the guestlist!” on the entrance stairs, we met Modeselektor and Siriusmo. That is, if “meeting” means standing 3 feet away from the German stallions, staring at them all starry-eyed for about 5 minutes and me making eye contact with Gernot, which it does.
After a thorough frisk, we entered Webster Hall’s nightlife wonderland where skin, drunks, drugs and freak flags wave and dance into the a.m. Unable to head up to the main ballroom immediately, we sat around for a bit, met up with my pal Derwin, and stood around for another 45 minutes. We may go to more concerts than the average human but children of the New York City night we are not. While this is a weekly standard for many NYC party animals the only thing that brought us into this fold was that it marked Siriusmo’s first stateside party, the one we’ve been waiting for almost two years! Needless to say we quickly became curmudgeony old ladies, patience and energy waning. The Top 40 ear poison bumping from the room adjacent to our ears made the situation about 5 times more salty. We waited for so long that we had to start dancing to keep being bored/having our ears bleed to death.
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