Another Friday lies at your feet, ready for your command.
And tonight promises the kind of cool evening perfect for sliding into your slickest threads, grabbing your entourage and sniffing out the newest hot spot in town.
Fortunately, we found it for you...
Introducing Down Ultra Lounge, the brand-new, semi-hidden subterranean nightclub underneath the piano-karaoke bar Howl at the Moon, now open Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights in the Financial District.
The first time in, you’ll need to demonstrate a certain level of location-navigating authority, so let us help: simply walk in like you’re headed to Howl, bang a right and head down the mysterious stairs that look like they lead to a janitor’s closet.
What you’ll find waiting there is the kind of place you could imagine as the LED-illuminated hangout for some kind of Russian crime syndicate underboss. Think white exposed brick, two DJ booths on opposite sides of the room (oh yes, there will be battles) and a white-and-leathery lounge area for VIP-ing.
And knowing your proclivity for moonwalking, break dancing and other booty-shaking maneuvers, you’ll be pleased to hear about the ample floor space (the entire space fits 200). Combine this with a mix of Top 40, R&B and old-school hip-hop, and you’re looking at an underground lair that has the potential to become Dance Party USA.
Only more lair-y.
And tonight promises the kind of cool evening perfect for sliding into your slickest threads, grabbing your entourage and sniffing out the newest hot spot in town.
Fortunately, we found it for you...
Introducing Down Ultra Lounge, the brand-new, semi-hidden subterranean nightclub underneath the piano-karaoke bar Howl at the Moon, now open Thursday, Friday and Saturday nights in the Financial District.
The first time in, you’ll need to demonstrate a certain level of location-navigating authority, so let us help: simply walk in like you’re headed to Howl, bang a right and head down the mysterious stairs that look like they lead to a janitor’s closet.
What you’ll find waiting there is the kind of place you could imagine as the LED-illuminated hangout for some kind of Russian crime syndicate underboss. Think white exposed brick, two DJ booths on opposite sides of the room (oh yes, there will be battles) and a white-and-leathery lounge area for VIP-ing.
And knowing your proclivity for moonwalking, break dancing and other booty-shaking maneuvers, you’ll be pleased to hear about the ample floor space (the entire space fits 200). Combine this with a mix of Top 40, R&B and old-school hip-hop, and you’re looking at an underground lair that has the potential to become Dance Party USA.
Only more lair-y.
