It’s your weekly roundup of parties and shenanigans to keep the dance going all weekend long! This week, there are a ton of awesome lady DJs in the mix which always makes me so stoked to see, but an especially nice little beacon of hope this week after Resident Advisor released a Top 20 Live Acts of 2014 with not a single woman on the list. Bullshit, but whatever. Brooklyn knows what’s up with the ladies. Also, we know right now, with the holidays looming, you might be a little tight on cash, and we’re definitely right there with ya, BUT it just so happens to be a week with a lot of free (the majority, actually) and cheap stuff going on, so that’s certainly no excuse to like, sleep or whatever you were thinking about doing instead.
It’s time to party. Oh, you’re tired? I know it’s been a long week, but you’re not tired. I mean, you might think you’re tired–but you’re not. You see, this is Brooklyn, where no matter what time a day or what day of the week, people (probably a big group of people) are celebrating and drinking and dancing somewhere. Celebrating what? Anything. Everything. Birthdays, holidays, triumphs, fashion, music, science, freedom, sexuality, growth, birth, life, death… but, underneath whatever they tell themselves they’re celebrating, they’re really celebrating Brooklyn. We all know Brooklyn is special. Not just because bars and clubs are open until four or because it’s never that hard to find a warehouse or roof raging until long after the sun comes up, although those things certainly don’t hurt. Brooklyn is special because of the energy that lives inside of it, the energy it graciously gives us, say for example, to get out of bed when we’re the most hungover we’ve ever been in our entire lives. And it’s the same energy that regularly drives us to work 12-hour days or ride our bike up the Williamsburg bridge. We deserve to take in that energy when we need it because when we finally celebrate, all that energy gets filtered right back into Brooklyn. So, hop to it. We’ve brought you a concise plan for the best late-night parties this weekend so you can cut through all the bullshit and get to celebrating. Celebrate everything. Celebrate Brooklyn, because you’ll sleep when you’re dead. Or even just when you don’t live in Brooklyn anymore.