I have been totally pumped about the return of Hi Dives Wednesday night dance party... "Distortion Disco." Last night, I got my wish fulfilled of dancing shamelessly on a Wednesday night at a shabby south Broadway club... or not! We headed to Sputnik to wait for the Smay. I strategically grabbed us two bar stools directly in front of the door that leads to Hi Dive so we could get a glance at the crowd before we committed to the $3 cover charge. You can imagine my huge disappointment when the door opened and I could count 3 people including the DJ. WTF!?!? It was like looking through a doorway to my youth. DEAD!
We quickly downed our $1 Miller High Life and headed to the Compound. What can I say about the Compound? It was tacky. It was gay.
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