What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
When I was a freshman in highschool I had this teacher who told the class about this bar he passed on his way to work.
It was called "The Man Hole."
I guess it'd be pretty good.
It was called "The Man Hole."
I guess it'd be pretty good.
The boom boom room, the club at the roof of the standard hotel.ghettoperson wrote:
What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
Last edited by Cybargs (2010-11-15 09:13:02)
four lokos are banned in ny now
"people in ny have a general idea of how to drive. one of the pedals goes forward the other one prevents you from dying"
If I am not mistaken, The RamRod is a popular night spot.
You want clubs? Clubs are for guidos. Bars are where normal people hang outghettoperson wrote:
What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
-Frederick Bastiat
Club/lounge type thing. I like bars too, but I'm not going to spend New Years playing pool and drinking PBR.JohnG@lt wrote:
You want clubs? Clubs are for guidos. Bars are where normal people hang outghettoperson wrote:
What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
Just go to Times Square with the rest of the tourists. I ended up in a threesome one year with two girls I shared a bottle with in the freezing fucking cold. If you have your heart set on a club, expect to drop about $100 to get in.ghettoperson wrote:
Club/lounge type thing. I like bars too, but I'm not going to spend New Years playing pool and drinking PBR.JohnG@lt wrote:
You want clubs? Clubs are for guidos. Bars are where normal people hang outghettoperson wrote:
What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
-Frederick Bastiat
especially around downtown manhatten jesus christ the amount of guidos there.JohnG@lt wrote:
You want clubs? Clubs are for guidos. Bars are where normal people hang outghettoperson wrote:
What are the best night clubs/lounges in Manhattan? Trying to decide where seems best to spend NYE, but sites like Yelp give really conflicting view on these places. Thanks y'all.
the boom boom room is fucking expensive though. more of a lounge than a club and has a jaccuzzi in the middle. real classy place. i got 2 drinks (vodka cram + gin tonic) and it was 35 dollars fuck me.
edit: if youre alone it might be kinda hard to get in from what ive heard.
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okBrasso wrote:
four lokos are banned in ny now
Whilst a threesome sounds nice, unless it's guaranteed I don't especially want to hang out in the freezing cold with tourists. Yeah I figured it'll be Vegas club pricing with a little extra cover charge thrown on top because its NYE.JohnG@lt wrote:
Just go to Times Square with the rest of the tourists. I ended up in a threesome one year with two girls I shared a bottle with in the freezing fucking cold. If you have your heart set on a club, expect to drop about $100 to get in.ghettoperson wrote:
Club/lounge type thing. I like bars too, but I'm not going to spend New Years playing pool and drinking PBR.JohnG@lt wrote:
You want clubs? Clubs are for guidos. Bars are where normal people hang out
Let's see.
Last time I was alone there I asked the hotel bartender where to go. He didn't have any idea what's going on so he adviced to get a cab and go to the Village to some bar. So I went. There was a duo playing something similar to smelly cat for a while and it looked just like I came to that damn cafe that was in Friends. Had a couple beers and wondered what the hell I would do and the the answer to my boredom came to order drinks. Two drunken Irishmen! Started talking to them about this and that and managed to impress them with my knowledge of Ireland. That knowledge was Therapy?, U2, Guinness and Jameson. I had now new friends!
They were about to leave to their own bar, The Baggot Inn, a few blocks away and asked their new friend if he want's to go get wasted, being a Finn and all. At first I was like , should I really trust them and said "I dunno...". Then they said the magical words. "Come on, we'll get you a beer or tw..." "Ok! "
We went to their bar and had beers and listened to some live band. Then a couple of their local buddies, some stand up guys came over and now I had even more friends! Plus the bartender who gave me a free whiskey, ofcourse. After a while we went to some other place and I noticed there was a local mardi gras going on and there were beads all over the place. I asked some woman who had a box full of them around her neck if I could have one. She said I couldn't just have one. I had to work for it. Was like huh? She gonna start whining for a drink or what? She said "You need to come over there behind that curtain with me". ...why, I asked. "You'll find out..." So, I flashed my wiener for the local lesbian and got meself a couple beads. Good deal, since it didn't cost me nothing.
Went back to the bar to order some more beer and the guys were like "Oh, no you fucking didn't! Nooo, you did!". Hell ye I did! How many times do I have the chance to flash for a dyke in New York in my lifetime? The guys were laughing in tears Went to a club after that and the guys tried to get me laid and lied to all the pretty girls that I was a movie agent from abroad. At first I was playing along but I couldn't hold my pokerface One of them looked a bit like Winona Ryder. Eventually I went back to the hotel empty handed but completely loaded.
Morale of the story is; go explore, talk to strangers and show your dick to lesbians. You'll get to places.
Last time I was alone there I asked the hotel bartender where to go. He didn't have any idea what's going on so he adviced to get a cab and go to the Village to some bar. So I went. There was a duo playing something similar to smelly cat for a while and it looked just like I came to that damn cafe that was in Friends. Had a couple beers and wondered what the hell I would do and the the answer to my boredom came to order drinks. Two drunken Irishmen! Started talking to them about this and that and managed to impress them with my knowledge of Ireland. That knowledge was Therapy?, U2, Guinness and Jameson. I had now new friends!
They were about to leave to their own bar, The Baggot Inn, a few blocks away and asked their new friend if he want's to go get wasted, being a Finn and all. At first I was like , should I really trust them and said "I dunno...". Then they said the magical words. "Come on, we'll get you a beer or tw..." "Ok! "
We went to their bar and had beers and listened to some live band. Then a couple of their local buddies, some stand up guys came over and now I had even more friends! Plus the bartender who gave me a free whiskey, ofcourse. After a while we went to some other place and I noticed there was a local mardi gras going on and there were beads all over the place. I asked some woman who had a box full of them around her neck if I could have one. She said I couldn't just have one. I had to work for it. Was like huh? She gonna start whining for a drink or what? She said "You need to come over there behind that curtain with me". ...why, I asked. "You'll find out..." So, I flashed my wiener for the local lesbian and got meself a couple beads. Good deal, since it didn't cost me nothing.
Went back to the bar to order some more beer and the guys were like "Oh, no you fucking didn't! Nooo, you did!". Hell ye I did! How many times do I have the chance to flash for a dyke in New York in my lifetime? The guys were laughing in tears Went to a club after that and the guys tried to get me laid and lied to all the pretty girls that I was a movie agent from abroad. At first I was playing along but I couldn't hold my pokerface One of them looked a bit like Winona Ryder. Eventually I went back to the hotel empty handed but completely loaded.
Morale of the story is; go explore, talk to strangers and show your dick to lesbians. You'll get to places.
That's almost better than my storyUltrafunkula wrote:
Let's see.
Last time I was alone there I asked the hotel bartender where to go. He didn't have any idea what's going on so he adviced to get a cab and go to the Village to some bar. So I went. There was a duo playing something similar to smelly cat for a while and it looked just like I came to that damn cafe that was in Friends. Had a couple beers and wondered what the hell I would do and the the answer to my boredom came to order drinks. Two drunken Irishmen! Started talking to them about this and that and managed to impress them with my knowledge of Ireland. That knowledge was Therapy?, U2, Guinness and Jameson. I had now new friends!
They were about to leave to their own bar, The Baggot Inn, a few blocks away and asked their new friend if he want's to go get wasted, being a Finn and all. At first I was like , should I really trust them and said "I dunno...". Then they said the magical words. "Come on, we'll get you a beer or tw..." "Ok! "
We went to their bar and had beers and listened to some live band. Then a couple of their local buddies, some stand up guys came over and now I had even more friends! Plus the bartender who gave me a free whiskey, ofcourse. After a while we went to some other place and I noticed there was a local mardi gras going on and there were beads all over the place. I asked some woman who had a box full of them around her neck if I could have one. She said I couldn't just have one. I had to work for it. Was like huh? She gonna start whining for a drink or what? She said "You need to come over there behind that curtain with me". ...why, I asked. "You'll find out..." So, I flashed my wiener for the local lesbian and got meself a couple beads. Good deal, since it didn't cost me nothing.
Went back to the bar to order some more beer and the guys were like "Oh, no you fucking didn't! Nooo, you did!". Hell ye I did! How many times do I have the chance to flash for a dyke in New York in my lifetime? The guys were laughing in tears Went to a club after that and the guys tried to get me laid and lied to all the pretty girls that I was a movie agent from abroad. At first I was playing along but I couldn't hold my pokerface One of them looked a bit like Winona Ryder. Eventually I went back to the hotel empty handed but completely loaded.
Morale of the story is; go explore, talk to strangers and show your dick to lesbians. You'll get to places.
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
-Frederick Bastiat
Hey, I found a picture of the local maniacs. The black guys were the comedians.
Excuse the quality. Cameraman was un-sober.
Excuse the quality. Cameraman was un-sober.
Yee, well I was aiming for a similar happy ending. Instead I got a really nasty flu for the rest of the trip.JohnG@lt wrote:
That's almost better than my story
Best New Years I've had was when one of my high school buddies, Matt, invited me up to Boston for a house party at his apartment. Night started off great, we had an ice luge set up for shots, about thirty cases of beer and three kegs. Before the party started we were all toking up around the kitchen table and telling bullshit stories. Girls start showing up and we're all having a good time in the main room drinking and dancing and stuff. Around 11 pm, a bunch of townies from Worcester showed up and took over the back room of the house for themselves. There were about thirty of them, all dudes, and they immediately started causing problems. Whatever, we all ignore it and enjoy getting loaded on our way to midnight. Midnight comes and I'm making out with this chick when one of the townies pushes my friend. Now, I've always looked at Matt like he was one of my own brothers, skinny kid with a concave chest and a funny British accent (he was born and raised in England, came to America when he was 10), so I immediately go after the guy that shoved him. Of course, I completely misjudged the situation and ended up with six townies pounding on me as I'm curled up in a ball on the floor. Oops.
Eventually I get pulled out, none worse for wear and go into the bathroom to clean myself up. A parade of girls comes in asking me if I'm ok and help me clean up. Earring ripped out, pants and shirt torn, my hat missing etc. Whatever, I'm so drunk that I feel no pain. One of said girls says she has a first aid kit with her so she drags me into a bedroom where we immediately start making out (apparently, she's attracted to the dragon slayer type) and well, it ends well.
So that night I got high, got drunk, got in a fight, and got laid. The only thing that would've capped it perfectly would've been a trip to the local jail. Can't have everything
Eventually I get pulled out, none worse for wear and go into the bathroom to clean myself up. A parade of girls comes in asking me if I'm ok and help me clean up. Earring ripped out, pants and shirt torn, my hat missing etc. Whatever, I'm so drunk that I feel no pain. One of said girls says she has a first aid kit with her so she drags me into a bedroom where we immediately start making out (apparently, she's attracted to the dragon slayer type) and well, it ends well.
So that night I got high, got drunk, got in a fight, and got laid. The only thing that would've capped it perfectly would've been a trip to the local jail. Can't have everything
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
-Frederick Bastiat
I'd say that beats the Gordie Howe hattrick (1 goal, 1 assist, 1 fight)JohnG@lt wrote:
So that night I got high, got drunk, got in a fight, and got laid. The only thing that would've capped it perfectly would've been a trip to the local jail. Can't have everything
Earring huh.
I think the lesson here is that earrings are gay.JohnG@lt wrote:
Best New Years I've had was when one of my high school buddies, Matt, invited me up to Boston for a house party at his apartment. Night started off great, we had an ice luge set up for shots, about thirty cases of beer and three kegs. Before the party started we were all toking up around the kitchen table and telling bullshit stories. Girls start showing up and we're all having a good time in the main room drinking and dancing and stuff. Around 11 pm, a bunch of townies from Worcester showed up and took over the back room of the house for themselves. There were about thirty of them, all dudes, and they immediately started causing problems. Whatever, we all ignore it and enjoy getting loaded on our way to midnight. Midnight comes and I'm making out with this chick when one of the townies pushes my friend. Now, I've always looked at Matt like he was one of my own brothers, skinny kid with a concave chest and a funny British accent (he was born and raised in England, came to America when he was 10), so I immediately go after the guy that shoved him. Of course, I completely misjudged the situation and ended up with six townies pounding on me as I'm curled up in a ball on the floor. Oops.
Eventually I get pulled out, none worse for wear and go into the bathroom to clean myself up. A parade of girls comes in asking me if I'm ok and help me clean up. Earring ripped out, pants and shirt torn, my hat missing etc. Whatever, I'm so drunk that I feel no pain. One of said girls says she has a first aid kit with her so she drags me into a bedroom where we immediately start making out (apparently, she's attracted to the dragon slayer type) and well, it ends well.
So that night I got high, got drunk, got in a fight, and got laid. The only thing that would've capped it perfectly would've been a trip to the local jail. Can't have everything
I was in the army, it was my form of rebellionjord wrote:
Earring huh.
"Ah, you miserable creatures! You who think that you are so great! You who judge humanity to be so small! You who wish to reform everything! Why don't you reform yourselves? That task would be sufficient enough."
-Frederick Bastiat
-Frederick Bastiat
Ultrafunkula wrote:
Let's see.
Last time I was alone there I asked the hotel bartender where to go. He didn't have any idea what's going on so he adviced to get a cab and go to the Village to some bar. So I went. There was a duo playing something similar to smelly cat for a while and it looked just like I came to that damn cafe that was in Friends. Had a couple beers and wondered what the hell I would do and the the answer to my boredom came to order drinks. Two drunken Irishmen! Started talking to them about this and that and managed to impress them with my knowledge of Ireland. That knowledge was Therapy?, U2, Guinness and Jameson. I had now new friends!
They were about to leave to their own bar, The Baggot Inn, a few blocks away and asked their new friend if he want's to go get wasted, being a Finn and all. At first I was like , should I really trust them and said "I dunno...". Then they said the magical words. "Come on, we'll get you a beer or tw..." "Ok! "
We went to their bar and had beers and listened to some live band. Then a couple of their local buddies, some stand up guys came over and now I had even more friends! Plus the bartender who gave me a free whiskey, ofcourse. After a while we went to some other place and I noticed there was a local mardi gras going on and there were beads all over the place. I asked some woman who had a box full of them around her neck if I could have one. She said I couldn't just have one. I had to work for it. Was like huh? She gonna start whining for a drink or what? She said "You need to come over there behind that curtain with me". ...why, I asked. "You'll find out..." So, I flashed my wiener for the local lesbian and got meself a couple beads. Good deal, since it didn't cost me nothing.
Went back to the bar to order some more beer and the guys were like "Oh, no you fucking didn't! Nooo, you did!". Hell ye I did! How many times do I have the chance to flash for a dyke in New York in my lifetime? The guys were laughing in tears Went to a club after that and the guys tried to get me laid and lied to all the pretty girls that I was a movie agent from abroad. At first I was playing along but I couldn't hold my pokerface One of them looked a bit like Winona Ryder. Eventually I went back to the hotel empty handed but completely loaded.
Morale of the story is; go explore, talk to strangers and show your dick to lesbians. You'll get to places.
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I'm over 21, and idk.
The reviews I've read are mixed, but a girl I'm friends with went here a few weeks ago and loved it. Celebrities also flock there so it gets going pretty often.
http://www.julietsupperclub.com/#/HOME
Haven't tried the place myself (more of a bar person ) but I'd say go for it.
http://www.julietsupperclub.com/#/HOME
Haven't tried the place myself (more of a bar person ) but I'd say go for it.
Is that an old spa or something?