Last Night @ Bunker
Despite the elements, the general lack of cabs, and the overarching malaise brought on by the “snow-pocalypse,” Bunker packed in a surprisingly large group of Sorel-clad kiddies. Early on I spotted a few nightlifers with their parents who, as it turned out, were stuck in the city a few extra days and were keen on cutting loose with their kids to break out of their debilitating cabin fever mode. It was a fun mix of faces, all bonded together by the absurd state of the city, but I imagine this Tuesdays at Bunker party to be quite the destination in the coming months as people have been waiting for a regular Tuesday night party to rise to the occasion. One of the things that make a place great is reliability—a regular and consistant “night” that people can turn to without thinking. LA is built on this premise, since cars and valets keep nightlifers largely confined to one spot or area, but it’s not often a New Yorker can be sure where they’ll end up on a particular night. I think that the “hot night” syndrome will once again be on the rise thanks to a bevy of openings that seem to have a more specific entertainment POV, such as supper club newcomers The Darby and the Lambs Club. In the Bunker’s case, it’s big enough to host all different types of people, allowing patrons to migrate to different areas within the multi-platform spot that correspond to their varying degrees of intoxication. In any case, here are a few snaps from last night, taken by Tommy Mendes.