Except for a few fun places and a couple of happening nights, it’s even deader than the last time I asked what killed it.
Here are my guesses as to the culprits responsible for this tragic death:
*The Internet and cell phones
People mainly associate through emails, tweeting, and texting these days. There isn’t the dire need to leave the house and interact that there was years ago.
*Sex sites and apps
The sexual urgency of clubbing has completely evaporated since you can meet a screwee on Craigslist, Grindr, or any number of other endlessly available locales. No longer do you have to go to a club to find love — or crabs.
*The overall mood is more career-focused and less druggy.
Young New Yorkers are taking care of themselves and concentrating on work more, partly thanks to the recession, which made everyone take their careers a little more seriously. The drive to lose oneself on a nightly basis is simply not realistic — or as carelessly fun — anymore.
*The city has made it nearly impossible to open a club.
Licenses are hard to come by, and the clubs and bars are constantly raided and admonished for supposed slights. Between the mayor’s office and the community boards, nightlife is treated like a devilish outside force that needs to be squashed. As a result, people have been conditioned to not go out and dance, and it’s hard to get them to do it again.
*Niche marketing has niched itself out.
Someone looking for a mixed crowd or some surprises won’t get that, since each event is geared to a particular age range, sexuality, and look. Nightlife — which is supposed to be based on unpredictability — is now done by committee and by rule book.
*There is some good nightlife in Brooklyn, but I don’t count that because I’m a big snob.
And I’m from Brooklyn!
All of these factors conspired to line up and shoot the nightlife dead.
And they should be punished.