Nightlife

Yuna at Stage 48

This tiny chic has a killer voice! I have always been a fan of hers way back when I discovered her randomly while I playing on youtube years ago. Ever since then I have not come across one person who has heard of Yuna, its sad but true. I was glad to see how packed her show was and it was so great to see that there are other fans out there who admire her great artistry.

Yuna describes her music as “a cross between Mary Poppins and Coldplay”. She has this cool effortless indie/folk/neo-soul/R&B vibe which reminds me of Erykah Badu. Yuna hails from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia – which makes her even cooler! She seemed like a down to earth, humble girl to hang with and her outfit was rockin’!

She performed most of her songs from her Nocturnal album.

Yuna 1

I was monopolizing a corner space by the stage and I felt like a total groupie snapping so many pictures and taking videos until my phone ran out of space. Like I told my boyfriend, “for my blog!”

Ah, I loved her causal hand moves.

Yuna 2

Ever seen The Gods Must Be Crazy II? If you haven’t you should, its hilarious. Ok, so do you see the guy in the right corner of the picture above? Yes, this guy next to me reminds me of Nᴉxau ǂToma from The Gods Must Be Crazy. Well he was the happiest fan ever with the cheesiest smile ever and was jumping up and down like a 12 year old girl at a Justin Bieber concert. He also kept waving at Yuna like pick me, pick me, pick me. It was hilarious. So to describe her fans, well you have me and then you have N!xau.

Taylor McFerrin opened the show. Before last night I have never heard of him, not bad. At the start of the performance my boyfriend was like, “did he say he just put out an album or a sleeping app?” The show started out with wind sounds and birds chirping like one of those sleep sound machine, but the show picked up and the kid could beatbox!

Taylor McFerrin

Random pictures of Stage 48 – we had time to wander around and took pictures since we were early.

Disco Ball

The venue was a nice space with two levels and bars on each floor. It looks quiet and spacious but when Yuna started, the place was packed and jammin’!

Bar

Where did U go last night?

Stage 48

605 W 48th St
New York, NY10036
212 – 957 – 1800
in Hell’s Kitchen, Midtown West
 
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Bars

The Flaming Saddles

So this is where the boys hang! I pass this place frequently and on any day of the week, it always looks so fun inside. I guess I am a sucker for bright colors, bright lights and loud music. So of course I was like a humming bird to a red flower, I wanted to go there. If you are strolling along Ninth Avenue, you can not miss The Flaming Saddles with its bright, energetic, and friendly vibe. I took my bestie there because she is wacky and cool like me.

I had my regular Goose & Soda, but a man to the right of us ordered some drink that looked so creamy, like a White Russian and yum and the bottle looked cool. I’m all about the packaging. So, I asked the bartender and I immediately said yes to trying a shot of it. He suggested mixing it with Fireball Whiskey because it taste like “Cinnamon Toast Crunch”. I didn’t say no to that. We ended up getting a shot, one with Fireball and one without. The one without the Fireball was good, creamy and with some vodka I think it would taste like a White Russian. The “Cinnamon Toast Crunch” shot was delicious, Pumpkin Spice Latte who? I can’t even remember the last time I had the cereal, wooohooo can I have this shot for breakfast… everyday?!

Here’s a cool picture of the shots with the bright lights.

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See how creamy and milky it looks. Thanks to Google, I found it. The creamy liqueur is called Rum Chata.

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The Flaming Saddles is like a Coyote Ugly Saloon, but for the boys (although all crowds are welcome). They had a country/cowboy vibe going with the boots and country music. Florida Georgia Line concert at Terminal 5… pshttt. The bartenders would climb on the bar and do a dance every now and then individually and sometimes all three would go up and dance across the bar.

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I guess the rainbow outside wasn’t enough so there were glimpses of rainbow everywhere you looked in the bar. Do you see the rainbow Stoli word on the bar mat? In the picture above behind the bartender was a displayed rainbow of flavors of Absolute Vodka.

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The sign reads, (STRAIGHT WOMEN) NO WOOHOOing. Ha, of course some lady woohooed after the boys did their little dance. I said to the bartender, “I think I heard some lady woohooing.” He said, “It’s okay we strictly enforce it on the weekends.” I responded with a quizzical look, “Really?” “Yeah, we get these bachelorette parties on the weekends and they are really annoying.” Hahah, I ended that conversation with, “ugh yayhhh, that is annoying.”

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Bathroom Head anyone?

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Some rainbow again.

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I wanted to take more pictures but I didn’t want to seem like the tourist who was new to town and have never been to a saloon (a boy saloon). Yeah I was sneaky and took all these nice pics for ya! Hence, the boots pictures… as I’m writing this I’m thinking, hmmm how creepy of me.

The boys were nice, friendly and playful. All three bartenders displayed their unique characteristics. Our bartender was an older, grayish haired, George Clooney, ring leader type. One was fit with a cute innocent girly flare to him. Third, of course he was the funny outgoing guy who was playful, flirty and hairy! The experience was kind of refreshing and strangely comfortable. My boyfriend though would’ve freak out – he freaks out just walking by the place and looks the other way. It’s hilarious like a kid whose afraid of monsters under his bed.

The place wasn’t crowded when we first got there, but it started to fill up. I guess it was early or maybe because it was a weekday, but it was still a happening place. It was spacious, but for some reason this guy kept going over me and almost knocked me over a few times just to get a drink. I am true New Yorker so no one ambushes me and walk away, so I punched him.

Ha J-K. Justtt kidding Friends! Whatever, I let Mr. Stripes slide because I know Mr. Stripes was all nervous and ga ga over Mr. Clooney. So he was afraid to talk to our bartender – I was going to muddle in to help the process along and tell Mr. Clooney that some dudeee… but nahhh. OH, what fun!?

Where did U go last night?

The Flaming Saddles

793 9th Ave
New York, NY10019
(212) 713-0481

In Hell’s Kitchen

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A dance & shhh… a bar

After dinner (check out my previous post Ageha Sushi) we took a walk around the neighborhood and stumbled upon… a square dance in Bryant Park? Who knew there was some country in the City.

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Bryant Park

Next Stop

Imagine going out in the “Roaring Twenties”, oh what fun it must be to get all dolled up then sneak around for a drink! According to their website, The Back Room Bar is one of the speakeasies in New York City that operated during the Prohibition era. The place is hidden, of course, so it was confusing as to where to enter. But the bouncers saved the day. I thought it was odd that these guys were standing there but then one guy asked in a deep-confident-voice, “the Back Room?”. Ah, yes. So as we entered we were greeted by an unfriendly and creepy guy in the alleyway asking us to be quiet. Hmmm, ok. So we continued on quietly. Bam! When I opened the door to the bar, boy was it loud.

We decided to go with the signature drinks. Sorry I forgot their fancy names, but one with honey, OJ, vodka, and yeah. It was a refreshing drink. The other drink was Jack with I want to say honey again because BOY it was sweet! After a few sips it tasted like cough syrup, Lil Wayne would be a fan. I also think it made me sick the next day. As you can see the drinks were served in tea cups and beers bottles were served in brown paper bags. Hot socks!

The Back Room 1

I was complaining about the Lychee Martini during dinner not being strong, well ou weee here it goes in tea cups.

Ah right, the sunny one down there is called the Bee’s Knees.

Apparently, Bee’s Knee means the best and it was a popular phrase in the 20’s.

The Back Room 2

It was a bit crowded, loud, dark, and a mixed of interesting crowd. The place was small, the decor was a 1920’s vintage look, and there were tables and couch seats. The comfy looking couch seats were all taken so we stood near the DJ booth.

It was a little odd to stand there and hang with tea cups (with liquor) in hand. But, hey it was kind of cat’s pajamas.

Where did U go last night?

The Back Room Bar

102 Norfolk St

New York, New York 10002

212 – 228 – 5098

Between Delancey St & Rivington St in Lower East Side

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