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Stories of that era:
Jeeeze... it's very much a blur (and yes the drugs where a factor). I was introduced to that scene by a pair of dear old friends from highschool. I had gone off to collage met the girl I thought I would marry and eventually got into medieval recreation as a scene. The costuming and play fighting appealed to me and gradually introduced me to the wonders of Alcohol and Cannibus (up until then I was very straight edged).
Sufice it to say that the girl I thought I would marry was the worse possible person I could be with and our subsiquent break-up had me questioning most of my identity sexual and other. So, from that point the opportunity to reinvent myself was very appealing and the invitation to become a "club kid" seemed ideal; more drugs than I could've imagined, endless potential for sex of all sorts, and uter freedom for costumed expression. Sounds like burningman now.
The Limelight was insane. Even on a wednesday night it was packed with a line that usually wrapped around the building. There was also a seperate line for "kids" who where on the list. It was rather random weither you got comped or had to pay dispise your name being on the list or not. After getting to know the door queen KENNY KENNY some of that randomness was mitagated.
Peter Gatian would get upset at the number of people getting in with-out paying and every so often would run the door or cash register himself. Just to make sure "everyone" payed. Micheal (amongst others) would litterally get around this by opening a side door and letting a chunk of people in that way. The scene was very "greedy" everything and anything was up for trade at the limelight there where alot of "hidden costs."
The Limelight was a HUGE gothic cathedral. While Peter had an office or 2 in one of the top towers, there where several other rooms available for various types of parties. The main hall was available to all, this was where the ravers danced and the general public milled around looking to get laid or dosed. Various performances/spectacles where held on the stage/alter at the front of the hall, this included the infamous HOT BODIES contest, champaign enima show and so forth.
There was a V.I.P. lounge around the courner towards the side of the club, reserved for the Kids and those who could somehow impress the velvet rope maiden... I'm embarrassed to realize I forgot her name. Back here the Music was usually worse than up front. Plenty of trashy disco remixes, like much of the scene the more absurd/tasteless and flat out bad... the better.
It was in the Vip lounge where ANGEL made most of his deals. Club Kids lounged around doing all sorts of drugs, gossiping, drinking and posing. Dancing was a meager endevor considering the music, but after enough E or K one just had the need to stumble around on the dance floor trying to maintain one's composure to the beat.
One of the V.I.P DJ's (SPYDER I believe) lived outside Manhattan proper and (like many of us) was a commuter club kid.He or we would drive into the city for the specific reason of debauching 'till dawn, taking the train was unrealistic considering the nature of costumes; the exception being those outlaw parties of course. Thankfully parking on 5th ave the surrounding streets was prettymuch "free" after midnight midweek.
Hmmm... that's about enough for now:
things to touch on next post...
- the other tower rooms
- after after parties
- the club kid board game
- 6 flaggs great adventure
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You are Michael Alig. You are king of the ClubKids. You are the crack-smoking gay partypromoter with a penchant for hotpants, redlipstick and Andy Worhol. You created some ofthe wildest parties this country has ever seen.You had it all.. fame, money,.. men. So what ifyou helped kill your drug dealer, chopped offhis legs, sprinkled him with baking soda, andhumped the box you stuffed him in. You're stillpretty and you know it!