{The Beautiful Era (Is Over)}

Perhaps it was an impossible dream. Over the past several
years there have been dozens of events outside the blight
of the super-club mainstream but recently our ranks are
thinning. The goal is simple, we want nights of
exultation, conversation and reckless engagement - to live
the wild life this city deserves. But in the end, this
scene struggles to survive because of over zealous
authorities, pious neighbors and the party crowd itself.

For those that don't know, most of the problems with
events lately from Rubulad to 3rd Ward to the new (and
over) Danger Space have been caused by a few inconsiderate
souls. To those who piss on the street in view of the
cops, to those who climb on our sprinkler pipes, to the
few who go out of your way to annoy the neighbors, it is
you who are killing the scene. The good news is, those
mentioned above are few and far-between. But it only
takes one inconsiderate soul to ruin an event, and over
the past couple months many parties have been shutdown,
flooded out and evicted because of it.

This beautiful era is over.

Three weeks ago, during the infamous Lightning Bolt show
at 3rd Ward, the cops gave the space its final warning
because of Indyrockers raising raucous in the streets.
That same weekend we were evicted from our new space a
block away. These events don't make enough money to even
sustain themselves, it's a labor of love and self-delusion
- and it's slowly dying.

But the end is not-so-near. This Friday you are invited
to the final event in the raw space at 3rd Ward Brooklyn.
This space has seen a thousand revelers, fire-spinners,
artistic creations, brilliant conversations, major acts
and minor follies through dozens nights of splendor,
serenity and everything in between. But even the raw
beautiful things die.

This is it. This is the end. This beautiful era is over.

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Friday, April 13th
you are invited to:

This Beautiful Era...
11:27pm through morning.

One last night of indelicate celebration across the
massive third floor loft at 3rd Ward Brooklyn, featuring:
the tightest DJ's in the east, immaculate moments of
performance, wild acts of engagement, brief glimpses of
nudity, kisses from strangers, manna from heaven and all
the of the best you expect from this space, one last time.

thedanger

no one was ever irresponsible or skeevy for the most part. we were just a couple of people that loved to have fun and dance. now, its over because there are a few who didnt want to respect those ideas. another good thing is lost.