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THE L MAGAZINE
Best Party: Trash!
This weekly back-of-the-bar dancefloor fete has been a youth-gone-wild East Village institution for over five years. Which is like 60 in bar/party years. - Editor

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Team Party RSVP: Trash!
Five years is a pretty long time for anything to last in New York, much less a weekly Britpop party like Trash. It is in fact hard to believe the party is still going on – on Friday night, there was even a line of people 20 deep to get in. The dance floor was heaving though, with a melange of Suicide Girl castoffs, twirling gay boys, and cross-dressing famine-victim go-go dancers. But I suppose it’s kinda like the Odeon of weekly Britpop parties. If you’re hankering for steak frites at Friday midnight, and you can’t think of anywhere better to go, there’s always Odeon. Except replace Odeon with Trash, and steak frites with singing along to Smiths songs. Jack, a lifelong East Villager, tries to check out Trash every couple weeks. “I look around, and these kids who are fuckin’ weirdos and look like freaks, but deep down they have hearts of gold.” Jess and the crew certainly get props for keeping the party going strong for so long! - Phil Oh

THE L MAGAZINE
The Bar: Rififi (R.I.P. – DJ Jess)
“If the Patriot Act includes a new Un-Americana Activities Committee, Rififi wants to be spanked by them. But who doesn’t? The new wave spun by DJ Jess and Alex Malfunction on Fridays is infectious… Rififi’s dance area is small… but the hunger for energy here is never sated, and the blurry swirl of half-naked bodies and dark, low-budget films behind them feels forbidden in the most inviting sense.” - Christopher Ludwig

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What to See & Where to Be – TRASH!
“An exuberant amount of dashing style and unrivaled taste in music sets the mood with a downtown dress code!” - Justin Ocean

THE VILLAGE VOICE
Best Free Disco – TRASH!
“Every Friday night brings Trash!, flocked to by citywide Britpop and ’80s lovers. Vintage Morrissey footage flickers on the screen while the dancefloor grooves to sounds from Depeche Mode, the Cure, and (of course) the Smiths. Like a high school dance party but less inhibited!” - Mary Jacobi