Dance Party
48 Minute Happy Hour Dance Party on The NYC Ferry
The NYC Ferry is known for its convenience, affordability and dancefloor to die for. Wait…What? This Friday, July 20th, there will be 48 glorious minutes of drinking and dancing mixed in with a little bit of sea sickness. The first ever Happy Hour Dance Party on the Ferry starts on
FREE Outdoor Festivals in NYC this Weekend
When you’re young, broke and beautiful AND living in one of the most expensive cities in the world it can be hard finding entertainment for free. Lucky for you here’s a list of four events going on around the city this weekend that cost no dinero. FRIDAY MAY 18TH SILENT
Brokelyn and Broke-Ass Stuart present: The Jorts-off Dance Off!
This is an epic event years in the making. Myself and the fine folks over at Brokelyn are finally joining forces in brokeitude to bring you The Jorts-off Dance off! That’s right we are throwing a FREE dance party this Thursday and we want to see all your lovely financially
FREE Chances with Wolves Dance Party TONIGHT @ ISA
Do you listen to East Village Radio? Me neither, but we both should. Because every Monday night Justin Cox and Kenan Juska drop the deepest jams you’ve ever heard. They also enjoy wolf howls. And that’s something we can all get into. They call their journey into the mysterious corners
The Midas Touch: An Olympics Dance Party at Littlefield Tonight
Everyone has either been tuned into the Olympics, or at least, keeping count of the medals won. You could be a casual fan and tune in whenever boredom rears its ugly head, but there is at least one event or sport you try to keep tabs on. Either way, the
FREE Broke-Ass Stuart Party TONIGHT at Fat Baby!
Well, NYC, it’s finally here. The Broke-Ass Stuart “Broke As Hell” book tour has made its way to our sticky streets, and it’s ready to party. So defog your reading glasses and dig out those dancing shoes* for the FREE Broke-Ass Stuart book bash tonight at Fat Baby on the
FREE 90s Dance Party Tonight at Bell House
This Christmas, I was forced to finally go through the boxes of my crap taking over my parents’ basement. While rediscovering treasures like a cassette of Wilson Phillips’ “Hold On,” troll key chains, and more chokers than a person should be legally allowed to possess, I was once again the