Dives tend to garner a bad rep. For some the term ‘dive’ may recall images of a tacky, forgotten hole-in-the-wall where an over-rambunctious, bleached-blond, spikey-haired Food Network star is perturbing the chef in the kitchen. If you’re one such antagonist, it is time to throw your misguided perception into the deep end.
We’re all familiar with the depiction of smaller, commercial galleries in films or on television. Marnie’s character in Girls and Charlotte in Sex and the City perpetuate the trope of the unfriendly Gallerinas in Manolos, generally accompanied by an unpleasant man in a suit hushing visitors in his breathy British accent.
November 16, 2012 @ 9:16pm by Nana
I’ve partied at Babylon for the past 6 years and I have never had a bad night. I discovered my love for the live show, reinforced my love of Hip Hop music, acquainted myself with numerous bands and styles of music that I never had before and met some of the chillest people this city has to offer.