It is the end of an illustrious, and notorious, era: the Roseland Ballroom of New York, where Tiësto shattered the air and the Black Party shattered the health codes, is no more. But while quaking BDSM enthusiasts pondered where they can wear their buttless-crotchless chaps next, the Roseland meets its end in style: Lady Gaga brings the house (and curtain) down April 6-7. I walked by the place as workers spelled “Lady Gaga” letter by letter on the marquee. They then proceeded to put next to her name the words “SOLD OUT.” Man, those tickets went quick. I mean, sheesh, before they even got the marquee up…
So, of course you know that EVERYBODY jumped onto this boat—big-bash openings and closings are sure bets for a party like you’ve never seen. Just a few blocks away, THE OUT NYC, New York’s finest in gay accommodations, transformed itself into the G.U.Y. Hotel and gave fans of La Gagaunprecedented access to the costumes, props, art and more from the Multi-platinum and Grammy Award- winning artist’s latest video G.U.Y. on March 28th in an exhibition thrown by 42West, (and one lucky Little Monster came away with tickets to the Lady’s Roseland blow-out. Bitch.).
THE OUT NYC’s nightclub, BPM, and CLICK will also played host to the singer’s official Roseland after-party on April 4th, with producer DJ White Shadow and Gaga’s remixer Steven Redant spinning.
Gaga, for her part, is pushing herself hard after the critical panning of her latest outing, particularly in the city that launched her, and the naysayers are slowly changing their tune. Lady Gaga is nothing if not empathic to the swings and lurches of pop culture, and it seems to be working: the praise for G.U.Y goes right across the board; Billboard, Buzzfeed, CNN, and MTV all have bestowed the laurels they were rubbing their hands to snatch away.
And as for the void left by the Roseland, whose cavernous interior houses up to 3,500 people made it perfect for the Black Party (and just about anything else aside from an Olympic event), party organizers are already scrambling for the spaces; rumor has it that 2015’s bacchanal will at the just-as-infamous Hammerstein Ballroom or Capitale in Manhattan’s Chinatown. However ruefully, cities are well aware of the amount of money circuit parties pull in. Nobody is about the kill the sacred cash cow just yet.