18 Little W. 12th St., 212-645-5700
Mondays are for real clubbers, not the weekend Red Bull crowd. Here, house-music fanatics come out for François K’s dubby house at the “Deep Space” party. Thump, thump, thump . . .
- Happy Valley
14 E. 27th St., 212-481-2628
This trashy, off-the-beaten path club was an anti-destination before nightlife doyenne Susanne Bartsch’s flamboyant free-for-all arrived for former club kids and their followers. Now the line stretches down the block.
- The Delancey
168 Delancey St., 212-254-9920
London import “Death Disco” is a triple threat: It’s free, it’s got an impeccable mix of rock from the New York Dolls to Arctic Monkeys, and it has an Anglophile, unusually music-savvy crowd to lap it all up.
127 Eighth Ave., 212-463-7406
Ludlow meets 27th Street in a fragile experiment at the “Life Is Beautiful” party. Tastemaking downtowners, classic rockers, models, and bottle buyers alike dance and mingle.
225 E. Houston St., 212-254-2200
When the raunchy “Filthy” party takes over this former bank’s subterranean vaults, half-naked clubbers are quite likely going home with each other after getting down to a mashed-up soundtrack of new wave, punk, and disco.
28 Seventh Ave. S., 212-206-9600
At the “Robot Rock” party, everyone knows the latest rock, new-wave, or electro tune that’s playing overhead—and they knew it before you did. Ask them what it is during the 10-to-11 p.m. open bar or 2-to-3 a.m. happy hour.
305 Spring St., 212-620-5220
Hordes of Morrissey fans stretch around the block outside this sexy lounge for the weekly Smiths party, a celebration of pre-rave Manchester miserablism D.J.’d by Ben Cho and Brian DeGraw.
Can’t-miss parties, Monday through Sunday.
From the 2006 Best of New York issue of New York Magazine
So what exactly does “best” mean in a city with thousands of pizza joints, hundreds of celebrity masseuses, and museum-worthy concept shops on every corner? Well, in the case of this, our annual “Best of New York” roundup, there’s a heavy emphasis on what’s new or what has somehow remained virtually unheard of (until now, of course).