The Freedom Party NYC

Our Story

By DJ Herbert Holler

What happened to the music?
What happened to the dance floor?
What happened to NYC??

One night, Cosi, Marc and I were drinking uptown, asking ourselves these questions. Just some good old reminiscing about a time when people went out to have fun. A time when people came together from all walks of life, under one roof, and let themselves be free. When music was the answer and people danced and sang and rejoiced as one. We remembered Paradise Garage. We remembered Red Zone. We remembered Mars, the Palladium, the old Nell’s, Soul Kitchen, Giant Step weeklies, the Lower East Side lounges, the Chill Factor and more.

Those were our temples of worship.

And we smiled.

All three of us were fed up with those “hot” new lounges that cared more about your income than your soul. The latest hang-outs where people were more focused on what you were wearing and who you knew. The places where all of the action wasn’t on the dance floor (there wasn’t even a dance floor to begin with), but in the “VIP” section where people scrambled for seats so they to could feel important

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