Category Archives: Nightlife

Brooklyn nightlife: Output Club

I could not believe my eyes. Last Thursday I was sitting in class when I stumbled across this party in Bedford, Brooklyn. Tanner Ross + Slow Hands, Soul Clap and Wolf + Lamb. All of these house magicians in a newly opened (January 2013) Brooklyn club called the Output. I didn’t have my credit card with me so I quickly ran to my dorm to pick it up and ran back to class. My professor didn’t even notice me being away, that’s shows how excited I was. One minute later – score! – I’m gonna have a fantastic night in the city!

I looked at their website at everything looked cool. It was certain that they spent a lot of time perfecting their mission statement, club interior and exterior, social media and of course, their listings. In the Netherlands a line up like this one would’ve been sold out months before the actual date. This event wasn’t sold out which shows how far behind the New York City house scene is. It’s strange when you think about it, as the roots of electronic music are in the United States, while it’s way more popular in Berlin, Amsterdam, London, Paris, et cetera.

Anyway, once arrived at the club at a ridiculous late time (2 am), there still was a line. The line took fairly long but it seems that normally the line in front of the entrance goes even across the street. Apparently, this house club is exactly what Brooklyn – or NYC more generally – needed.

The bouncers were friendly and laid back, though strict enough. They check your bag, search your coat and pockets and if nothing’s suspicious, you’re all set to go in. The Output has a mandatory cloak room. I brought a bag with me and put my coat inside. It only cost me $3 which is extremely reasonable compared to Manhattan clubs.

The club has only one stage but it’s two levels high. There’s four stairs so people can always find a way downstairs without getting lost between the crowd. The crowd is very pleasant. They’re all young, beautiful people who clearly have a thing for house music. They’re stylish, but not overdressed, nor underdressed. I think the average age is about 25 years old and the ratio men/women is approximately 65/35.

When I was waiting in line by myself, I met two guys who live in New York. One of them lives in a spacious apartment in the TriBeCa area, the other one – allegedly – in a shitty Brooklyn apartment. It doesn’t matter, they were nice to me and I enjoyed spending time with them. I’ve noticed that many Brooklyn residents are open to the rookies in town and love to tell you about their experiences and recommendations. Big plus for me as I like talking to people I’ve never spoken to before, and because I like exploring new places.

Okay, so the club just opened a couple of months ago. The dance floor is in superb condition, as well as the simple decor and couches on the second floor (there’s ample space for people to sit in case you need to cool down for a bit or just want to chill). It wasn’t terribly hot inside the club, something that usually bothers me when I’m out. In fact, there was enough air around everyone to breath and to even shake our hips to the beats.

The Funktion One sound system is – of course – top notch. Very nice to listen to, especially because I didn’t bring earplugs with me and at the end of the night, my ears didn’t hurt at all.

There are multiple full bars in the club on both floors. It doesn’t take long before you’re served. If you give a big bill, don’t forget to ask back your change because the girl who served me brutally gave herself a $6 tip. I couldn’t care too much though, I was pretty impressed by the looks and everything of this club. Note that they stop serving alcohol after 4 am.

Smoking inside is prohibited. Please be careful if you decide to smoke inside, because security walks around with flashlights shining on the floor looking for burning cigarette buds. This girl next to me on the dance floor was blamed for smoking while it was actually a guy who was playing dumb but still checking out the situation. Good way of ruining someone else’s evening as she was almost kicked out of the club. Smoking happens in a designated area outside.

Another thing they have is not allowing phones inside. Obviously you’re allowed to make a phone call or text someone but taking photos or videos is an absolute no go. And don’t try it out because I’ve heard stories about people getting warnings and stuff from the security. I don’t know if it’s true, but the night is better without a phone anyway. Just enjoy the music instead of twittering and instagramming all the time.

General information

Address: 74 Wythe Ave, Brooklyn
Closest subway: Bedford (L train), Nassau (G train) – they’re only a couple of blocks away, no need for a cab
Minimum age: 21+
Price category: $$$
Other: Once you leave the club, you can’t get in again without paying for a new ticket. This goes for most NYC clubs.

I can definitely recommend this place to all of you. I had a brilliant night surrounded by fine people and beautiful tunes to listen to.

Before I forget, here’s a little recap of my night; When I walked into the club, Tanner Ross and Slow Hands were playing “The Blame Game”. The night couldn’t have started any better! They absolutely blew my mind. It was a live concert, both of them were singing and Tanner Ross was spinning the wheels. They played on the actual stage, but when they finished, they continued the night playing at a temporary stage in the middle of the crowd, which was pretty cool.

Yeah, it was a good night.

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Brooklyn is AWESOME

There’s just something magical about this place. I went to Manhattan earlier today and really, there’s such a big difference between the heart of New York and everything outside of the main island Manhattan. This was the third time I went to Brooklyn and for some reason, this place amazes me every time I go here. It feels like home, but differently. Brooklyn is in the capital of the world, though it doesn’t feel like New York. Brooklyn has this weird, laid back ambiance. The people I’ve met are so open to what life has to offer and as opposed to Manhattan, they’re genuinely interested in the words you say. I guess you could say Brooklyn doesn’t have boundaries, it’s mellow though upbeat, it’s young, vibrant, international and it has this original swag. I can’t describe it otherwise, you have to experience to believe it.

At the moment of writing I was at Shea Stadium. It’s a small venue in East Williamsburg, 7 minutes walking distance from the nearest subway (if you wanna go there, take the L train to Brooklyn and hop off at Grand Central/Bushwick). It smells like sweat, their bar is about 3 feet big and their unisex toilets look like ones you’ve never seen before. One of the two restrooms even has a crooked shower. The venue is hidden behind a grey door, very unnoticeable, and you gotta walk up the stairs as it is on the second floor. The venue is twice the size of my living room and there’s couches everywhere, as well as hipsters (everyone wears either Converse, Vans or brothel creepers). The decor doesn’t make sense at all but the bands are cool and energetic.

Before I went to Shea Stadium, I was just wandering around the area. On my left hand, there was a night club and right after that, a furniture shop. The owner was inside and curious as I am I looked inside. I saw this beautiful cat, named Santo and after I finished my cigarette the owner invited me to have a look around and have a shot of some really good vodka. The guy is from Syria and his name is Ibraham. A long time ago he moved here because of the Taliban, crazy Muslim rules and the unpleasant society in Syria. He told me about Muslim stuff in Syria and how he didn’t like living there. The furniture in the shop are all handmade by him. He’s a very positive person and I enjoyed the 10 minutes I spent with him.

I walked out of his shop and went to the venue right next to it. I’m not familiar in Brooklyn, everything is still new and exciting, I’m just trying to discover this place. I asked the bouncer if I could have a sneak peak inside and then someone else showed me the place. It’s small, just like the other two Brooklyn venues I’ve been to, and it looked pretty much alike every other place. I gotta say, the venues are very practical. The bar is located on the side, stage in the middle in the back and merchandise is on the side in the middle. The damage isn’t too bad either most of the times. Count on about 8 to 10 bucks, and a double vodka is far below Manhattan prices. The bouncer gave me directions to Shea Stadium, literally ten steps away from where I was standing.

So how did I end up at this place? On Thursday I went to see one of my favourite bands, We Are Scientists. I bought their CD ‘With Love And Squalor’ 6 years ago in London. I didn’t know them, just liked their album cover so I bought it. Turned out pretty good! They have a British indie sound and are very well received in the UK. In fact, they’re more popular in England than anywhere else. I read they were performing at the GAP store on 34th in midtown Manhattan so I signed up and one week later I was standing in line (in the rain) to see them. 21+ which means free drinks, cool! The gig was simply amazing. They were very talkative and funny but more importantly, they played well. After the concert I talked to Keith Murray, lead singer of the band. I want to explore and experience New York like real New Yorkers do so I asked him what he was going to do this weekend. He said he was going to Shea Stadium to see the Paws (band from Glasgow) and recommended me to go there. So here I am, writing this post on the couch in Shea Stadium (named after the home of the NY Mets).

Keith and I @ Gap

After the gig was finished, I went to this bar called ‘The Anchored Inn’ just around the corner with Keith and the Paws. We talked, drank and laughed. Just wonderful.

Here’s a little shout out to my friends Michalis, Mathias and Phil. Thanks for picking me up in Williamsburg, you guys are the best.

Have a great day you all. I’m off to Miami!

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I love you, William

So Friday night was interesting! It all began in the morning, still drunk-ish form the night before. The university had sent out a weather alert due to the infamous American blizzard. When I woke up and looked out of the window it really didn’t look that bad. I thought the Americans exaggerated like they usually do. Guess I was wrong.

I walked back to my dorm and man, it was damn slippery outside. The snow was soft, wet and didn’t stick to the floor. Every hour it got worse and I was a bit afraid.. Not because of the weather but because of the possibility I was going to miss Jamie Jones’ gig in Brooklyn. It was snowing badly and I really underestimated the power of this snowstorm.

At 7:30 p.m. Michalis and I were waiting at the busstop. Yosua was late and I was freaking out because we couldn’t miss the bus. All New Jersey busses and trains were suspended as of 8 p.m. and the only other way to Brooklyn was by Mexican bus. The thing though, is this bus stops at route 4 and we were 15 minutes away from the highway. Walking through the snow would take us at least 30 minutes. Was it really mission impossible to get to the city..? Finally, at a quarter to 8 Yosh arrived. Many buses came by, except for the 168 to NYC Port Authority.. After having waited for over 50 minutes, we gave up hope. It was long past 8 and the snow kept coming. There was only one solution: warm up William and use this beautiful young fella to bring us to Brooklyn.

Now, most of you probably don’t know who William is. William is a young Swedish guy and as you know, the Swedish know how to handle snow. There he was, covered in snow waiting to serve for us, give us a hand and help us survive. Michalis took William and us for a testdrive and after 15 minutes we were all set to go. Brooklyn, here we come!

Around 10:30 p.m. we arrived in Brooklyn. Quickly drank some Russian distilled beverages and went into this club called SRB Brooklyn. It was pretty much empty inside but after 1 hour people were trickling in.

Jamie Jones started his gig at somewhere around 2 in the night. I had a short chat with him, which was nice and then finally some nice beats to dance to. I really liked it, but what I didn’t like was the New York City crowd. I was dancing just in front of the booth (no, I’m not a groupie) and this guy was standing next to me, constantly shouting “Woooooh Jamie Jones!! Jamie Jones!!”. Imagine someone doing that for TWO HOURS STRAIGHT. And he wasn’t the only one screaming for the DJs’ attention. At one point I couldn’t take it anymore and neither could Michalis. We were ready to go home. Yosh had the night of his life, so babe, I’m sorry for dragging you back to William!

Because of the heavy snowfall, poor William was snowed-in and we had to wipe it all off. And of course, William was stuck in the snow. Yosh tried to push him out of the snow but couldn’t do it on his own. Thank God for the lovely people walking by and helping us.

It took us an hour to get home, the highway was almost empty which was nice. After dropping Yosua off at the campus, Michalis and I went to get some food and got lottery tickets (don’t know why we did that though). Michalis didn’t win anything unfortunately and I won a rather paltry 4 bucks. It was a good night, an experience and definitely an adventure.

William, I am grateful for your existence. Thank you. And Michalis, thank you as well for driving us.

By the way, if you didn’t get the message yet, William is a fuel-propelled passenger vehicle on four wheels.

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Hey, I’m Hank

I’m a drunk and I fucking love life. I’m almost never hungover, that’s the advantage of being a drunk. For this post, I’ve done research for many nights. Field research, yes drinking.

Friday, I woke up drunk. The night before was crazy. Jersey is probably the lamest place to go clubbing before the semester starts. Both pubs were empty but we decided to have drinks, shots and whatever anyway. The next day I had to meet with my counselor to register my schedule. At 9:30 am. Believe it or not, but I woke up on time after only three hours sleep. I walked up to the faculty which is a 15 minute walk from the cafe (where I had breakfast). I wasn’t able to stand straight, so how on earth was I going to make important decisions today? Right in front of my counselors’ office, I was wobbling and giggling ’cause I felt so funny and excited at the same time. Usually, I’m not the funny person in the group. I’m quiet and shy when I’m in big groups, but one to one I can be whatever you want. Just before I walked to my counselors’ office, I showered myself, brushed my teeth and put on some new clothes. Just in case she’d smell the vodka. Every single time I met a faculty member, I thought to myself “does he smell what I feel like?” and at one point I couldn’t take the hesitation anymore and asked a girl if I smelled badly. She said no. Thank God.

Of course, I had the worst luck of all. Because I was still at another level, I couldn’t pay any attention. So when we were discussing which subjects to take, I didn’t notice the overlap between 2 subjects. Thanks to this, I walked from my dorm (1) to the Student Union Building (2), to the Dickinson Hall (3), and then to Robinson Hall (4), Kron Administration Building (5) and back to the Dickinson Hall (2), only to realise then that I had to go back to Robinson Hall (4). Fuck me. I think I’ve walked for over 45 minutes and to be honest, I didn’t know what I was doing.

This is the route I walked. From 2 to 3 will take you 15 minutes.

My counselor is so kind. She helped me through every step of college schedule preparation. The annoying thing at this university though, is having to fill out so much paperwork. First you decide which classes to take, then you have to fill out all of the paperwork at least three times. Also, during introduction we were writing for about 2 hours. Things we had already filled out the day before. But that’s okay, it’s only the first week.

At 1:00 pm I finally finished the paperwork. I took a nap and had dinner in the SUB (student union building). After that my friends and I hung out til midnight and went to sleep. Next day NYC!

Around 2 pm Florian (my German friend whom I met on the first day) and I hopped on the bus off to NYC Port Authority (station). We were so happy and couldn’t wait to go clubbing. Unfortunately, the party we wanted to go to was sold out.. Cheeky as I am I wrote an email to the organisation because I wanted to go there so badly. What did they do? They put me +1 on the guest list. Fuck yeah! Too bad I didn’t read their email earlier, because that would’ve been epic. No, we were already on our way home. Better luck next time!

When Flo and I arrived at the campus our friends had bought us some vodka and we brought it to the local pub. We were drunk in an instant and had an insane night. Our American friend Brittany was the DD (designated driver/bob) so she watched us having the time of our lives whilst she was enjoying her soda. Yosua, Florian, Burak, Ruby and I were pretty pissed. It was one of the best nights in the last two weeks and hopefully we’ll repeat it soon. The next day they all were craving fast food and water (our uni cafe was closed and the water here is disgusting). I just felt normal, not even a slight headache. So thanks Amstelveenseweg people (friends back in Amsterdam) who prepared me for college drinking, even though this probably wasn’t your intention.

Okay, let’s get serious now. My observations about college so far: college is all about drinking, having fun and misbehaving when you don’t have classes. I really didn’t expect this to be honest but you won’t hear me complaining. Furthermore, college is a great way to meet internationals, building up a network outside of your comfort zone and of course, studying. My classes start on 28 January which was a couple of days ago. I’ve been a bit lazy writing this post, because I was too busy doing nothing and going to classes. Sorry!!

So on Monday I had my first class with a fantastic lecturer. Her name is Kirsten Tripodi and she’s one of the most loveable professors I’ve had to this date. This first class, called Manager & The Group was an introduction so nothing happened to be writing about. The professor of the next class didn’t show up and the class after that was simply amazing. I didn’t have high expectations so I wouldn’t be disappointed but it’s the exact opposite. Events Planning is great!! Our lecturer is VERY talkative but kind and she’s super interested in the differences between America and the Netherlands (I’ll definitely make a list about this one day).

Tuesday I only had one evening class. I had to draw myself and was dismissed after that. Due to a drain problem students couldn’t eat at the cafe and people of some of the buildings weren’t even allowed to shower (I could though).

Yesterday, Wednesday was my last class of the week. Intro to the study of wine. Brilliant! This professor is so interesting. He is 77 years old, has been to 147 countries and has many interesting stories to tell. His family owns the oldest wine merchant in the United States. He graduated from Columbia and later he became a professor at this university, teaching the current American president about wine. He told us three things about Obama: he was a good student, liked dating and something else (on request). The course is really fun and he makes it even cooler.

I’m off to the city in an hour. Gotta be back on time because tonight is THIRSTY THURSDAY! Everyone on campus is going to the pub. Should be amusing!

Oh by the way. This is my schedule.


11:30 – 12:30 Manager and the Group: Work Experience (there’s a chance I’m staying longer in the States if I can get myself an internship, hence why I’m doing this subject)

12:50 – 1:50 Professional Development Sequence Lab

3:30 – 6:00 Events Planning


5:30 – 8:00 Collage and Mixed-Media (arts)


12:30 – 1:30 Global Issues in Hospitality Management

6:30 – 9:00 Intro to the study of wine (free drinking, perfect)


5:30 – 8:00 Advertising Design

Partly fictional, partly real life. And no, I’m not a real drunk, I just like to exaggerate. Why introduce myself Hank? I really felt as if I was him last week. Californication is one of my favourite shows and Hank can be an inspiration, except/especially for his drinking habits (kidding). Oh and sorry for not posting earlier!

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