Talk:The Limelight
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I was there often in its early days. At the time, the scene was more about the music than the drugs. We went to hear music and to dance. By the early nineties it seemed like more of a pick up joint and the music didn't seem fresh and new.
[edit] Another Limelight
The Vision nightclub (Chicago) website states that it was originally a Limelight nightclub in the 1980s. This could stand some research and verification, with possible addition to this article. The context seems to fit, since Vision is also an old church building in Chicago's River North neighborhood. T4kinase 16:33, 18 December 2006 (UTC)
[edit] The same NY Limelight vis-a-vis Shep?
Wasn't the Limelight in NYC the same one that Jean Shepherd performed in during the mid-60s? JB82c 00:23, 7 April 2007 (UTC)
[edit] Limelight was much more than this
I worked there for about 7 years. While I was there the club over went many changes, some good some bad. My job was on the technical crew. I operated the lights and kept an eye on the sound system and dealt with the stage setup etc. Aside from all the fairly well deserved attention (good and bad) that Michael Alig continues to receive for his contributions, there were so many other people that made the place stand out. The balance of old guard versus new guard was particularly painful to work under, I mean how many times does anybody need to see Adam Bomb live, thanks Claire. Or Steve Lewis??? What the??? Jeez!!! Steve Adelman??? Go look at the ceiling somewhere else!! Those fashion shows blew.
So many people I knew that worked there actually killed themselves while employed there or after they were employed there. I feel lucky to be alive, knock on wood. Angel was tragic, but he was a heroin dealer who traded his life for a little fame in a closed circuit private party. By the time the angel of death showed up, the party was pretty much over. The good djs were bailing, the club was under surveillance, the security would search you for drugs. What was left was a bunch of coke-heads, K-heads, Narcs and Feds. Not a good party environment.
The good stuff happened in the main room between 90 and 94. The sound and light experience (which Scotto only had a hand in, he was not all that), was incredible. The music at the time was changing rapidly, and the club had a different vibe on every night and was open 6 nights a week! For a while the club was really lifted off the ground, floating high above the city when the city was worth floating over. There were some Djs that really pushed the limits just right and created something new and forward that the dance floor really enjoyed. Then somebody let Gabba in and it got tiresome to hear the Euromasters 5 times in a night or when they started letting anyone on the decks and they all wanted to play Spastik.
That range of variance in electronic dance music has been drawn and quartered, splintered into genres that used to be unimportant.
Anyway, thats all I have time for today. prozac
Bumpyeye 16:10, 5 October 2007 (UTC)
