Too Cool to Dance

Too Cool to Dance
Dance floor packed with people not dancingLooking down from the upper floors of the spiral shaped buildingToo Cool to DanceCafe --> VIP roomToo Cool to DanceThe not so delicious but free beerOne of the cooler pieces on display nowToo Cool to Dance

I spend weeks looking forward to First Fridays at the Guggenheim. The Guggenheim is my favorite museum, and museum parties are one of my favorite parts of NYC life. [I could go on a sociological tangent about the excitement of reversals – flipping social norms by drinking and partying in a museum – but I’ll spare you.] Plus as a member, I get free admission, VIP room access, and drinks. What more could I ask for?

 

How about a crowd that dances? I heard people went crazy for Ratatat when they performed at First Fridays last year, but whenever I go, the only people dancing are a scattered handful of guys who are alone, have been dancing in the exact same way for two hours, and are almost definitely on drugs. Did all you non-members really pay $25 to stand around and dish out more cash for overpriced drinks? You can do that for free at any bar in the city. Maybe I need to skip these minimalist house djs and head straight for the top 40s clubs, but I don’t understand why I can’t have my cake and eat it, too.
 

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