Resurrection of mr. Black in New York

Here's an interesting (if poorly written) article about the infamous mr. Black club in New York. The boyfriend and I checked it out last Thanksgiving when we took a vacation to the other coast; as we were on San Francisco party time we showed up too early, didn't think too much of the crowd or music, and wound up leaving before midnight (yes, we are sometimes that lame). My best memory of the night was all the go-go boys disappearing into bathrooms and behind stage together, and then coming out all smiley, so the news that the club got busted for drug racketeering comes as no big shock. But hey, at least these guys are trying to give people a *reason* for coming out to their parties, and understand the concept of vibe, which is much more than I can say for a lot of the promoters in this city.