Danceteria Re-Union 2015

Last night Joe Stanich ran a Danceteria re-union at the Rumpus Room in the Lower East Side. The underground nightclub lasted from 1979 until its closure in 1986.

Twenty-nine years ago.

The old school show up in numbers.

We posed.

We connected.

We got profane.

But mostly we spoke about Anita Sarko passing from this world.

Her demise took us all by surprise.

I had seen her only last month. We didn't speak, but exchanged a smile between two comrades of the night.

We still are a legion.

And then there was John Argento.

$8.75 Steak A La Danceteria

I bought a steak with three drink tickets or two with a bump 56 minutes ago · Like Henry Benavides commented that he and Ann the elevator girl made Guacamole one night with main ingredient Vodka. It sold out. Then I picked up Ann and put her butt first in the garbage can in the kitchen. Danceteria was so elegant. And I still have some drink tickets left thanks to the graciousness of Chairman John Argento.

Out My Window

Last night I saw the above photo posted on FB by John Argento, the owner of the Surf Bar in Jersey City. I looked out my window and saw the twin columns of light marking the approaching commemoration of 9/11. I called a friend on the phone. Eleven years ago he and I along with several other friends had watched the collapse from his roof. Billy answered the phone and I stopped speaking for a second, then started crying. "Pete, are you okay?" He thought "Yeah." I answered after a few seconds. It was a lie. "I'm looking at the twin lights over Manhattan and thought about you." "It's eleven years." "Not to me." I can smell the smoke to this day. "Me neither. Are you okay?" "Yeah, I guess so." "You take care, brother." "I will." And we will never forget.