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THE LAST PARTY: STUDIO 54, DISCO, AND THE CULTURE OF THE NIGHT PDF, EPUB, EBOOK Anthony Haden-Guest | 407 pages | 08 Dec 2009 | It Books | 9780061723742 | English | United States The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco, and the Culture of the Night PDF Book Trying to edit it down to just the necessary facts was clearly impossible for him, so we end up reading a lot of useless stories about people only those in the scene would know. I took it over," Brahms says. He gave a sudden hiss of a laugh, like escaping steam, at the memory. But the cousins got on fine. It was a bellwether of what was to come. He worked with Francesco Scavullo and became a long-term lover of the photographer. So I have learned of the shenanigans that went on there in documentar Although there are many of my generation who will heartily deny any association with disco, I must say that it was a formative part of my early adulthood and that I loved it, and still listen to the songs. It was painted black inside, with neon balls. Ken Auletta, the writer, was twenty-two, in his first year as a graduate student there and was a resident hall adviser. Michael Fesco, a club owner and promoter, says that running a gay club at the time was a breeze. It didn't affect their relationship one whit. Flamingo was in an upstairs loft space, and there were two stunning women on the door, with gardenias behind their ears and Tuinal smiles. Grew up in Brooklyn. I think the author was going for that, but his thoughts were too scattered. Still, though, a fascinating read, and I'm glad I know something about this now. His brother's need to connect showed itself early. The chapters about 54 were interesting, but the other did not keep my attention. The New York disco was the one in the house beside the golf course in Douglaston, Queens. We went in the door. He told Rubell they would be far better off with just a couple of successful places. And he stayed up all night, chewing up pencils and breaking pencils. Enjoy or die It was his job to organize a rapidly swelling chain of Steak Lofts, some of which were doing poorly. He had been editor of the rock and roll biweekly, Circus, but now wrote the "Top of the Pop," column for the New York Daily News, which went beyond music into the popular culture at large. Shelve Outrageous! Want to Read Currently Reading Read. Addison, Rubell, and Schrager, who were working on a tight budget Brahms being a somewhat absentee partner , spruced the place up, painted it, and installed Ferri's floor-to-ceiling neon pieces. Ian Schrager came in on the deal, too. Which is exactly what happened," Maurice Brahms says. And it had no name outside. It was during this time that the former jock made some new nocturnal aquaintances: Quaaludes, cocaine. It was something out of Superfly. A classic restaurant," Don Rubell says. Fancy clubs at the time, like El Morocco and Le Club, were straitlaced, if not completely straight, so Le Jardin, which was on two separate floors in the Diplomat Hotel on West Forty-third Street, the penthouse and the basement, was a breakthrough. And as part of the decor there was a six-foot penis of pink neon at Infinity's opening in the fall of Now as a full partner. And as part of the decor there was a six-foot penis of pink neon at Infinity's opening in the fall of Although numerous other clubs are detailed, none have the substantive clout that defined Studio 54 at its peak or the example it set when its owners were imprisoned for tax evasion. Maurice Brahms, a straight middle-aged businessman, wasn't offended by the Flamingo's inventive cabaret at all. I think Steve had a bit of a crush on Ian. Addison liked to lurk in the wings. For the press were happy then to take celebrity snaps and then step back and this less intrusive attitude led to much more mixing of the rich and famous with the beautiful people on the dance floor. Studio 54 was the epicenter of disco culture and pre-AIDS debauchery. The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco, and the Culture of the Night Writer Brahms had a front-stage demeanor, like an actor doing monologue. Reviews Review Policy. He was always very distant. He thought I was crazy. New York. I've watched dosens of documentaries featuring the club and the disco era in general, read plenty of articles, i even collect rare photos from within the club and its most notable patrons, so i was so excited when i stumbled upon this book on Netgalley. I read the book when it first came out, and eighteen years later I'm transferring entries on my hand-written book log to Goodreads. Although numerous other clubs are detailed, none have the substantive clout that defined Studio 54 at its peak or the example it set when its owners were imprisoned for tax evasion. The result was a bit messier than I had hoped and covers a broader array of clubs than expected, but it is an interesting tale. Steve Rubell approached him and signed him up, with a retainer of one thousand dollars. This is a pretty good social history of the New York club scene, focusing primarily on Studio 54, but looking at other clubs, as well. We went in the door. It's wonderful when there's no other place to go. It was humongous. Ken Auletta, the writer, was twenty-two, in his first year as a graduate student there and was a resident hall adviser. This is a beautiful place. It would mention a thing that would connect to another thing, then connect that thing to the people involved and give us a brief biography of them. Read aloud. He was also making neon sculptures. Haden-Guest, a veteran denizen of what he calls the "Nightworld,'' on which he has reported for New York magazine, the New Yorker, and Vanity Fair, offers an anecdotal, thoroughly decadent chronicle of Clubland to complement his insider's catalog of the art market, True Colors The Nightlife. And as part of the decor there was a six-foot penis of pink neon at Infinity's opening in the fall of Givenchy used to bring in Bunny Mellon. And he stayed up all night, chewing up pencils and breaking pencils. Rubell was sitting in an old Cadillac. It's the book in which America's favorite sportswriter returns to the arena of his most successful bestseller, A Season on the Brink. Of course, that wasn't the only problem i encountered. Noted writer Haden-Guest takes readers behind the scenes and tells the whole story -- the glory days, the drugs, the deaths, and the corruption. His opponent was something like six foot four, one of the college basketball stars, but Schrager wouldn't knuckle under. New York Times Bestseller. It was something out of Superfly. Now, journalist and nightworld denizen Anthony Haden-Guest takes us behind the velvet rope that separated the celebrities from the… More. The Last Party: Studio 54, Disco, and the Culture of the Night Reviews Brahms had a front-stage demeanor, like an actor doing monologue. There are no discussion topics on this book yet. Refresh and try again. Each page is pretty much the same. He leaves an envelope here for me. It was a bellwether of what was to come. I've never met a book about tranny- cum-socialites that I didn't like. And the landlord was getting only two hundred dollars a month," Brahms says. Reviews Review Policy. Apr 25, Bren added it Shelves: read-a-little-of-this-book , new-york , read-and-reviewed , better-or-worse-than-expected. When the rest of the world thinks about New York, they mean about Manhattan. Nobody paid them. Error rating book. He worked with Francesco Scavullo and became a long-term lover of the photographer. Steve Rubell joined a brokerage firm in Wall Street after leaving the military. It mostly had gay male members, who each paid six hundred dollars a year. Steve played tennis for Syracuse in the Eastern Intercollegiates in his first year, but this experience put him off looking for a future in the game. The book works well when its author is telling stories of the clubs, their owners, and their denizens. Nor were things better in school. And from the beginning I knew I was going to sell it. And then Rubell kept on trying to get me back out there. My only point is, the book's style became both way too predictable and way too confusing, particularly for someone who previously knew NOTHING about the story inside born in '94, whattup? Cookery was not his forte. A tennis star. In one of Rimbaud's poems each vowel was a color, and the Marquis d' Esseintes, the hero of a novel by Joris-Karl Huysmans, would inhale scents as though they were a symphony. Don Rubell, Steve Rubell's brother, the elder by two years, is a gynecologist and, along with his wife, Mera, a substantial collector of contemporary art. More by Ibram X. Shelve Sting-Ray Afternoons. Ian Schrager, whose office was on Park Avenue midtown, would venture out into Manhattan's nightlife, as any young man would, in particular to such then lively clubs as Nepenthe and Hippopotamus.