Weekender

A couple good finds this weekend. Saturday went out all night with the locals to watch the final four at a friends house in the upper west. Unfortunately G-town went down even after I thought they had the momentum to take it. The Gators came out on top with a stomping of the best defensive team in the country, UCLA. Great work as the Gators have a repeat of their Florida match up, with Ohio St (keep in mind the Gators blew out Ohio the last time they played, by 26 points).

Off to the Mill, the Gator’s central haven in NY for a few pitchers, games and the gator chants… “It’s great to be…” Not long after we broke off to go to Karma, a spot I will never go to again.

How ironic their name begets a tranquil and positive vibe, when the environment, employees and management promote nothing of the sorts. For one, there’s a line to get in, once in, the spot is barely 30% occupancy. I despise bars/clubs that create an artificial line to give the illusion, it’s a hot spot and they are at capacity. Drinks here are expensive and when asked for a hookah I was charged 15$ for what I found out was actually a $10 charge for girls or other patrons. Not sure if the surcharge was to add a tip for the waitress but this was bull shit. Last they have DJ playing dance tunes for both the upstairs and downstairs, yet they don’t have a cabaret license and will use this excuse to selectively kick out the guys to improve the girl-guy ratio they try to maintain.

So when half my friends were asked to leave, and not the women they were dancing with, we bounced.

Crocodile Lounge

How can you go wrong with a free pizza after purchase of every beer… this place was fantastic… The Lounge.

A little fratty, with crocs and UFOs for decor but good taps of brew and a super fast pizza maker putting out pies every few minutes – Make sure you tip!



Happy Birthday Nicole!


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NYC Club goes good-night for good…

Looks like because of the death of Orlando Valle at NY club BED on Feb. 4th, 2007, the subsequent charging of club manager Granville Adams with criminally negligent homicide and several safety violations, the club is now closed. Not that I’m soured too much by the club closing (more so by the death), but it really shows how far down the hole New York club scene has gone and New Yorkers I’m not sure are giving a care or typically shrugging their shoulders at this…

From the Daily News by Jess Wisloski and Alison Gendar

The “Oz” actor charged yesterday in a fatal Chelsea club fight insists he never pushed the man who fell to his death down an elevator shaft – but thrust him off his back in self-defense, his lawyers said.

Granville Adams, 43, who played a jailbird on the HBO hit, was released on $5,000 cash bail after he was arraigned on a charge of criminally negligent homicide for the 4 a.m. Saturday fight at BED, a trendy nightspot.

In court, his lawyers presented a far different account than early witness descriptions of the fight that led to the death of Orlando Valle of the Bronx.

Valle was celebrating his 35th birthday at BED when he got into a scuffle with Adams and was thrown against the elevator with such force that the doors opened and he plunged four stories.

“Blame the elevator,” said Aaron Golub, one of Adams’ two lawyers, in Manhattan Criminal Court. “But the elevator’s not showing up in court.”

Adams, a manager and host at BED, came running when he heard screams coming from the club’s coat-check area, his lawyers said.

He jumped between two brawling women, and then felt someone smash something on the back of his head, lawyer Edward Kratt said.

“As he’s between [the women], he gets attacked from behind. He’s hit in the back of the head by something – we don’t know what, a glass vase maybe.”

Kratt said Adams was knocked nearly unconscious from the blow when “he feels somebody jump on his back. He’s reeling from getting hit on the head. He throws the guy off his back – doesn’t push him. Throws him.”

Adams then landed on the ground, his lawyers said.

But Valle hit the elevator doors with enough force that they opened and he fell down the shaft, landing on the roof of the elevator car, cops said.

The actor was stunned to learn Valle had died, said his lawyers, who broke the news to him about noon Saturday as he was held in police custody.

“He was blown away by it,” Golub said.

Adams had a golf-ball size knot on the back of his head when he appeared in court, still dressed for BED in a black velvet jacket, black jeans, black shoes and a white shirt. He did not speak with reporters as he left court.

“He’s a sensitive guy, not a thug,” Kratt said.

But cops said Adams may have triggered the fight between the women when he made some kind of comment to Valle’s niece Tiffany Tanner, 20, as she went to get her coat.

The coat-check attendant took exception, witnesses said, and started screaming, “That’s my man!”

Tanner’s mom said yesterday her daughter was questioned by police as a witness.

“She came home crying,” mom Giselle Tanner said. “I don’t really know what happened.”

Valle had been celebrating his birthday with about 10 friends and relatives.

His 13-year-old son, Jordan, sadly surveyed the growing memorial outside the Manhattan apartment where Valle’s parents and sister live.

“He was just a great person,” said Valle’s niece Chanele Wiggins, 15. “He didn’t deserve to die.”

BED was closed yesterday.

The Buildings Department issued a permit to renovate the elevator at the W. 27th St. building on Nov. 30, 2004, according to city records.

Inspectors ran a followup inspection on June 2, 2006, to ensure the installation was performed to code.

Since then, the department has issued two violations related to the elevator, but they were unrelated to its safety.