Saturday, December 24, 2016

#607 The Playground of the Ecstatically Blasé- Toure


#607 The Playground of the Ecstatically Blasé- Toure

Jamias (never) is a new hot club in a lost corner of New York City. Despite it’s location, it if always packed and full of celebrities and the city’s A-list names: “They were that overnight New Crew all ecstatically blasé”

The DJ played only songs from artists who died tragically young—Biggie Smalls, Curtis Mayfield, John Lennon, Bob Marley, Tupac, etc. and the menu was all creepy delicacies like spider’s legs. The place was a house where aspirations went to die, the entire staff was “an army of soulless dreamers.” This story is a good piece of satire for all those artists, singers, actresses that never make it past waiting tables. It’s like hotel California. Hey, sometimes being a hostess at a big time club in New York City is fame enough.

Notable Passage: “There’s no place like home, but New York City is a close second.”

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