**GAY LATIN WEDNESDAYS**
Every Wednesday this club hosts Boston's gay Latin night. I had the opportunity to attend this weekly event with my half Cuban friend last week the night before Thanksgiving. Wouldn't ya know--I'm the whitest person ever.
We arrived before 10:00pm (which in the Boston gay scene might as well be noon...it seems the homosexuals prefer to hit the clubs closer to midnight--this ain't New Yawk folks...we close @ 2AM). Anyway, to my surprise there was ALREADY a line forming on the street to get inside. My friend then informed me that the night before Thanksgiving is 'the night to be seen' on the scene.
Inside, the club was just opening so it was pretty laid back. But that wouldn't last forever. Venu has a large dance floor surrounded by a couple bars and a seating area for people to mingle and sip the sauce. Here they played various songs, none of which I could translate even after my 7 years of Spanish. Tucked away in the back is another dance floor featuring hip-hop music--here you'll find your occasional gangsta gay and rando lesbian. The bathrooms are also located back here so be prepared to awk grind your way to the toilet--and expect to be molested during your voyage--I was!
Sometime after 11:00 the club reached capacity! The remaining line on the street was told to go home since nobody else would be getting inside that evening. People, this place was so packed, I chipped my tooth. Yes...taking a sip of my Michelob Ultra I was nudged and bumped and took a lil o' ding in my chomper. Thankfully it wasn't a large one but needless to say, I was horrified.
Barely any room to breath, the club is hoppin' with Latinos of all nationalities and the rando gringos like me. The beats are loud and wild--much like the Latin clientele. The dance floor is outta control with jumping, two-stepping, and overall Latin absurdity. Dragged onto the dance floor by a gang of Portuguese men, I learned that 11:45 is the beginning of Brazilian music. Suddenly, "HA!" and the boys jump. It's 11:45. OOmtz OOmtz the beat goes. "HA!" we jump again, hands high in the air.
This white boy learned quickly because before I knew it, I myself was jumping and yelling and waving "HA!" after the appropriate number of OOmtz Oomtz beats.
This place is absolutely wild. By far one of the most vibrant and insane gay club scenes I've experienced. My jaw was dropped for a good portion of the night, just staring in amazement. The boys pack this place like a sardine can so get ready to be bumped and humped. Ladies, there are some hags and lesbians lurking around should you be interested in getting your Latin on too. I'd go back, mostly because the Latinos seem to like the occasional awk white boy--cut to them teaching me how to dance Jennifer Grey style in Dirty Dancing.
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