Boys and boys, I'm sorry to break the news to you. Distortion Disko aka Duvet's Thursgay night spectacular, has passed on. Yes, yes it was way past its one-year expiration date for a NYC gay weekly party, but alas it finally decided to make its move to the scenester graveyard. Today, I'd like to pay tribute to my dear friend. You might've lost most of your glitz and glam, but deep down, I still loved the ugly you like an aging husband loves his menopausal wife.
Duvet. Well where do I begin? You were there for me for so many drunken Thursgay nights.
Remember that time I brought that poor, naive boy from Dallas home...only to make him cry? And as he hysterically tried to unlock my front door, I sat there laughing & wondering - Oh Duvet, what did you do now? That was all you!
Remember NSN's 21st birthday, when we celebrated with you, an endless number of glasses of Moet, a lost digital camera, a hazy hookup, then an extremely awkward Friday morning alone in NSN's bed, naked, with NSN standing over me and laughing while I awoke? Thanks for the good times Duvet!
Remember all those terrible "avante garde" performance artists that graced your stage weekly? No I don't mean Amanda or Sophia - they're the real deal. I'm talking about those poor, young Tisch drama students who think dressing in drag and doing a misguided dance routine to some obscure 80's song would constitute entertainment... But as I stood watching in horror, you stood there right beside me.
Or remember those times where your many luxurious-yet-filth-ridden beds tempted me to grope and be groped on occasion. Having the comforts and accessibility of a bed in a room full of drunk horny 'mos was a naughty idea, my friend. You were just a more well-dressed version of the West Side Club, Duvet.
Of course there are many more of those memories, Duves. Too bad all of your reasonably priced $11 Stoli Ras & Vodkas have destroyed them.
(I know all of you bitches have your favorite Thursgay Duvet memories. Post them in the comments!)
3 comments:
sadly i never made it to duvet, and now i will never have a chance to get to know you.
Yeah, was hoodwinked by some dude who seemed dweeby enough but ended up having some sick moves. Will miss the Duve.
Making out with dean from D squared....loved it!
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