the first roof deck weekend at Studio B
We moved our car off of Banker.
We took a walk by the place on the way home from work. The tarps were off the openings at the front of the roof garden and they were attaching something that looked like guy wires to the front of the openings, clearly designed to stop the hipsters from falling out of the openings. That's the kind of thing that strikes me that you do well before the night you open, but what do I know? They look flimsy and completely inadequate and given the kinds of things I've seen DOB refuse to license, kind of shocked me that they would be legal.
Oh, wait.
Now, it wasn't nice weather Friday night, so we had the windows closed, and the baseball game started late, so we had an ambient noise filter. On the other hand, it doesn't start getting obnoxiously loud at Studio B until well after midnight. We are lucky that our building is reasonably well insulated and that we were really goddamn tired, and the windows being closed was a big plus. So the first night of the roof deck didn't seem to be any noisier than your usual Friday or whatever night. However, there was 100% more police presence than any night we have ever seen. We also saw what looked like a fire department official vehicle out front around 1am (Miss Heather says 1:30, I'll trust her report).
But I don't have the worst of it and I know it. So, neighbors, how was it for you this weekend? Oh, and they're going to have another party on Wednesday. From 10-4 am. Because, you know, no one has to actually work - not when daddy's paying the rent on your loft share out at Morgan.
(Sorry, couldn't resist.)