I am a human of pure nostalgia. I love anything that takes me back/reminds me of great memories. I never want to let things go. Music has that effect to take me back very quickly to a happier time or situation. One of New Yorks most iconic rights of passage for any 19 or older wanting to get a taste of night life has officially closed its doors. The great Webster Hall is now closed for renovations. It is will be closed until sometime in November 2017 and will reopen its doors with new owners and management but it will never be the same. I feel like I grew up there. Webster hall provided me with many experiences & memories I will never forget. There was the first *and last* time I got on stage for amateur strip night for my 21st birthday. Did I when? No but my cousin did lol. Gotta like a nice set of double Ds on a pretty girl. $450 in the pocket just for a flash. I saw the one and only Corrine Bailey Rae, after trying to see her for 10 years since she came out. I got taken back to my high school music roots with a closing show of a Good Charlotte concert. I won tickets to the Downtown Festival were I was introduced to one of the waviest bands Vactioner. Webster gave many young woman and myself their first spin on stripper poles. They were just for show but fun as hell. I introduced many of my friends to the the club for only kind of night life you can experience in NYC. One night we randomly complimented a lovely lady who happened who be celebrating officially be coming a doctor and was offered to hang out and drink with her. Another night we danced with beautiful men in drag till the shut the club down. One night we met a group of guys who invited us to go to Ihop. The journey getting there was the most hilarious thing in the world. Im still not sure how we fit 8 grown ass drunken adults in that small 4 door car. Another time after work we decided we didn’t wanna go home so we headed to Webster for Ladies Night. One of my friends for got there ID at work so we felt the plan of the night failed. Cleverly all we needed was a marker to save the day. We squeeze her behind the fence into the smoking section outside, marked her hand up identical to everyone else then chatted up a few people standing there just to make it look good. We stood there staring at the entrance as she walked up in hopes that the bouncer didnt know what just happened. She flash her marked up hand and walked in with no problem. The adrenaline rush of knowing we pulled off sneaking someone in to Webster Hall just made the night even more exciting. I found out both of my friends were pregnant at Webster lol. It was two separate occasions but cool none the less. Whenever one of my friend attended ladies night she alway got licked by someone. Till this day we still never understood it but without fail someone licked her lmao. As I got older my trips to Webster Hall for parties decreased drastically. I went there for more concerts but still randomly every few years making an appearance for a party. So the on their final night I decided to go shake a tail feather for good time sake. It was exactly what I remember. As it was ladies night there were tons of girls with guys to follow, music blasting on every floor, squads taking pictures to save that lasting moment. To my pleasant surprise a few dancers from when I was a teen, showed up & showed out for the last night. A guy I remember seeing partying at Webster on many occasions now worked as security and the stage on the entrance floor no longer had the infamous poles but was still filled with people. I will never forget those moment I spent there (especially because there a bunch of pics and video on a hard drive somewhere in my house) at Webster Hall. I can only hope with all thats new coming to the venu that it will have the same impact that it has provided for decades before.