We all get that the death of David Bowie is like the death of music itself. But some “men” just don’t know when to quit in terms of putting their mourning on display in the worst possible ways. For one thing, “men” “grieving” in Williamsburg don’t even really listen to David Bowie. They’re the type of people who listened to Huey Lewis and the News in the 80s, not Bowie. But then, that’s just one of the many downfalls of being rich: you lose your edge.
And while it’s all well and good to find “like-minded” bemoaners of an icon, it’s safe to say the bona fide “man” who truly loves Bowie would prefer to dance on his own terms, in a venue a little less, well, douchey. In any case, for the dickless lot of you, Saturday’s your night for flapping your non-dick around on the dance floor at The Grand Victory.