The actor shares his tried-and-true method for how to cure a jellyfish sting. Plus, a Stroke moves to Brooklyn, and Samantha Ronson and Lindsay Lohan continue to move among various restaurants, in today's gossip roundup.
To the canon of classic NYC party movies you might soon be able to add the story of promoter turned club owner Noel Ashman. He tells us that his production company, Co.Op, which he runs with Jeffrey Tambor, Amy Redford, and others, has done two treatments for an as-yet-untitled film loosely based on his life’s story, which involves getting kicked out at the age of 13, having to throw parties to pay his rent, and eventually becoming the owner of clubs such as the second incarnation of Studio 54, Veruka, NA, and most recently the Plumm. Ashman is doing the movie with music producer Che Vicious — it will be set in the mid-to-late eighties in and around the Plumm’s predecessor Nell’s, where Ashman promoted, and may star Plumm investor Jesse Bradford. Meanwhile, back in the real world, Ashman tells us he’s looking at opening new clubs in Manhattan (possibly east of the Plumm) and — trend alert! — Atlantic City.
On Friday we dropped by the Plumm for the memorial celebration for Baird Jones — the promoter, art collector, and gossip reporter who was a New York party-scene fixture for three decades before being found dead in his apartment last month. We expected a sea of eighties clubbers, fellow gossip writers, and open-bar-hoppers. We did not expect Lindsay Lohan.
Yet as the aging crowd nursed its final free drink, the starlet arrived and installed herself on a couch in the back. It was surreal yet, in a way, the perfect homage to a man who devoted himself to celebrity gossip and often put random kooks in the same room as A-listers at the parties he threw.
So on Friday night there will be a big, open-to-all bash to celebrate the memory of New York nightlife mainstay Baird Jones at the Plumm. The art collector, promoter, and gossip stringer died two weeks ago of a heart attack, and now everyone's invited to toast his memory. Except, according to Grub Street, the venue might not be one that Baird himself would have been too happy about. In fact, at times he even worked to shut the club down. Baird called New York to complain of some of Plumm owner Noel Ashman's poor business practices, including paying for underage models to visit the club and ripping off promoters. (He didn't complain about how Plumm publicists incessantly exaggerated celebrity items to gossip columnists, but we'll throw that in there because it's always annoyed us.) Baird's fellow promoter, Ivy Supersonic, says that she and the Webster Hall curator had a whole bunch of correspondence over the issue. Click on through to Grub for the whole story and Noel Ashman's response.
Baird Jones's Memorial Party to Be Held at Club He Secretly Tried to Close [Grub Street]
Related:Gossip Guru Baird Jones Reported Dead
Yesterday "Page Six" touted a farewell party for Baird “Bucky” Jones, perhaps the most ubiquitous person on the party circuit until he died of a heart attack last month. It will be at the Plumm, but there’s evidence the Yankee-capped art collector and gossip wouldn’t have wanted it that way. Last November Jones called to tell us that the Plumm’s owner, Noel Ashman, was ripping off promoters and paying wranglers thousands of dollars to bring underage models into the club (take this for what it's worth: Jones himself promoted parties that were “easy on I.D.”). At that time Baird was corresponding with Ivy Supersonic, who goes to court today for vandalizing the club after (according to her) Ashman stiffed her on $1,000 she was owed for promoting a Halloween party (Ashman has refuted that claim and others).
Considering they blew $2 million on the place, we assumed the proprietors of the Box had the building all to themselves, but apparently even the hottest club in the city can’t afford to live without a roommate. To that end, if you want a nice quiet workspace right above the S&M shows, it can be yours for a little over $115,000 per month year. According to the broker’s listing, “all uses [will be] considered”— so feel free to set up a fake VIP room and convince eager cover-payers they’re actually inside of the Box. After all, remember Noel Ashman’s “Upstairs at Studio 54”?
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