Soulja Boy, Dimitri From Paris, And Mannie Fresh Headline Your Week In Nightlife


A full range of emotions this week — get emo tonight, go pantless on Saturday, giggle at the goofy songs of your youth on Tuesday. With Mannie Fresh, you might be able to do all three. In any event, here are your nightly nightlife picks for the next seven days:


Forget trying to get into Lykke Li tonight and head to Warpaint at Webster Hall’s Studio instead. Off the bat, we don’t predict much dancing at this show, nor at their Music Hall of Williamsburg gig tomorrow night. Go to this one, though — the ladies are meant for smaller, more intimate venues anyways. Live, we’ll hope that they’re something like the xx: sultry, dreamy, perfectly balanced, and capable of the vocal restraint they show on their new album, The Fool. With whispered lyrics about love, sex, sadness, and every other cliché in the book, don’t be surprised if you find yourself enveloped in warm fuzziness or swaying in hypnotic rapture. Try not to get too emo. Doors at 8 p.m., tickets $15 at the door.


Soulja Boy is a funny guy. Not only is he a not-so-secret social-media genius (he is!), but the kid is almost single-handedly responsible for the surge of old white dudes using the word “swag” on a daily basis. (Lil B and Odd Future, you’re not helping things, either.) Tonight, the rapper celebrates the release of his third album, The DeAndre Way with a massive four-floor party at Webster Hall. The name of the album would suggest he’s maturing, but if his recent live interview with the Wall Street Journal is any indication, we don’t have to worry about that. We’d opt for choreographed dances to “Crank Dat” and “Bird Walk” over clever banter, anyhow.

Honestly, we have absolutely no idea what to expect from the night’s mayhem except maybe a guest appearance by Lil B or some other rapper featured on the album (50 Cent is his “mentor,” after all). That, and a swarm of pushy fans and a lot of waiting. As for the four floors of music, Hot 97’s Mister Cee and DJ Spynfo hold the turntables on the main floor, DJ Ice plays Latin grooves in the basement, and Sean Sharp and DJ Denco play Top 40 in the Marlin Room. Sounds amazing and disastrous, right? Whatever, see you there. Tickets are $20 at the door.


Well, this is a celebration: Re-OPENed is re-opening for the first time in over a month since Santos’ sudden drug-related shutdown back in October. The party has got nothing to prove, but just in case you were on the fence, the crew has solicited Mannie Fresh to kick off their triumphant return. In lieu of counting the ways in which I love Mannie Fresh — he’s responsible for “Back That Thang Up” and Big Tymers’ “Still Fly” and “Get Your Roll On” — I’ll leave you with this clip of the producer playing beats for (and giggling at) Mystikal. Not for nothing, residents Just Blaze and DJ Soul will be manning the decks upstairs for the rest of the night. Downstairs, DJ Gravy, Max Glazer, and Micro Don hold down their basement mix of reggae, dancehall, and other island vibes. (We have it on good authority that there will be a few surprise appearances as well.) The line for this will be bonkers, so bring your $10 and get there before 11 p.m., or risk standing in line for a good 30 minutes or more. If that’s not motivation enough, cover bumps up to $20 thereafter.


We very rarely send you all the way out to Queens on a weekend night, but for $10 and a good cause, we think it’s worth it this time. In the hopes of keeping yet another musically inclined space from shutting down, head over to Wonderland Collective‘s fundraiser dance-party benefit. It’s the first of many, and features a no-pants-required dress code. Seriously — dancing in your underwear is recommended. Sistine Criminals, a “real time drum ‘n’ bass/dubstep” act, headlines the festivities, with additional sets by Reaganomics, Barney Iller, and DJ Smallchange. We’ll expect a bunch of reggae, dub, soul, and affiliated house from this gang. They’re really not joking about the partial nudity, as the night also features free body-painting. Just make sure you take a shower before you climb into bed at the end of the night.

Wonderland Collective
38-01 23rd Ave. #201
Astoria, NY
N/Q to last stop Astoria-Ditmars (NOT Astoria blvd). Walk up 23rd Ave. to 38th St.


It’s always nice to transition out of the weekend and into the gloom of Monday with an early start on Sunday evening, and Nouveau York’s got just the thing. The party starts at 7 p.m. — right after you’ve sufficiently napped your way out a headache from the night before — and goes down at the Standard’s rooftop lounge, Le Bain. The bar offers views of the Hudson and the Village (the staff is fun to gaze at, too) and a bubbling jacuzzi for the exhibitionist in you. Providing the soundtrack for the night are DFA’s Runaway (Jaques Renault and Marcos Cabral) with a mix of disco, house, and more disco. Sunday nights are fickle at the Standard (at the door and in attendance), but this party brings a good mix of laid-back party kids (happy to lounge and share stories from their weekend), foreign businessmen, and Williamsburg folk that want to seize an opportunity to get past the otherwise strict door. Free all night, though an RSVP is encouraged.


It’s the second week in a row that we’re sending you to Deep Space at Cielo. This time, though, Francois K is an afterthought, as French disco superstar Dimitri From Paris is making a rare New York stop. Not only has the guy been dubbed a “Knight of the Arts” by the French Government (what does that even mean?), but he’s one of the few producers that manages to make music for the glitz and glam of Parisian designers and high-end nightclubs without also making us want to pop a couple of Advil and don a pair of sunglasses. Tasteful, smooth, thoughtful disco edits join funk, jazz, and house in his dance sets, the kind that subtly lure you in only to leave you sweaty and exhausted at the end of the night. To be honest, Cielo isn’t our ideal setting for the guy, but he’ll fit right in. Tickets are $15 at the door.


If you were a teenager during the glory days of Cake, then you absolutely know all the words to Fashion Nugget. At the very least, you can sing along to “The Distance” . . . and “Friend Is a Four-Letter Word” . . . and “Italian Leather Sofa.” Or maybe you watched Coupling and recognized the theme song from your younger brother’s CD collection. (It was “Perhaps, Perhaps, Perhaps,” if you’re wondering). No? I don’t believe you. Regardless, the Californian rockers have a new album in the works and are doing the good old college-roundabout in preparation for its release in January. The band’s audience is likely to be the same age as it’s always been, if only because the show is at Irving Plaza and will be packed to the gills with NYU students and the nostalgic hippies that now live in Murray Hill. We don’t care much about their new material, though we do hope that the upcoming Showroom of Compassion has all the dryly sung, surface-level wit that we giggled at in our youth. Tickets are $40 — let us know how it goes.