According to gossips, Amy Sacco's always been broke, and her legendary New York club Bungalow 8, which hasn't been open for a month, is dead. Wednesday night, the (heart)beat supposedly stopped. Now, Sacco's hitting back with excuses. They are?
This morning, Page Six reported the following quote from Amy herself:
"I have no idea where these rumors are coming from. We are really just renovating the space . . . It's just taking a lot longer than I had planned."
It's kinda like what Eater's Ben Leventhal reported on Friday!
"I just finally got the blockade reopened on the block after 3 long years! I am redoing the entire space to give it a facelift, that's really all. I am not closing.."
Which kinda corroborates a report someone else put together Thursday night!
The neighborhood's shed some of its worst clubs over the last year or so (Home, Guesthouse, Prime, and less recently: Stereo) and Sacco seems to be trying to position herself within that boneyard to re-launch Bungalow 8 as the hot destination it once reigned over New York as. We're also told that she was offered to go in on a club with someone else recognizing Bungalow's downturn in business, a sexy spot still in the construction phase looking for a leader. Sacco rebuffed their offer, letting them know that she's more than capable of doing it on her own. Burn.
Looks like that stupid reporter's source rolled him the same press line Sacco tested before hitting Eater and Page Six with it. So she's on point with the message. And for all we know, we have to take her at her word. But, real talk:
A re-launch is gonna be hard for Bungalow to pull off. The place used to be legendary, no question. In the pantheon of nightlife history's legends, Amy Sacco was one of, if not, truly the first woman to knock the boys off their feet.
Can you give an old club a new rope? The name means nothing anymore; it's like saying you're going to eat at Spago: Timeless, to be sure. But does anybody really give a shit? The biggest "big" club in town right now is Avenue. The trend is putting nightlife in a bunch of smaller spaces with insanely tight doors. Does it matter that she's going to be the only one left in a neighborhood left for dead? Wouldn't that be the kind of thing to work against her?
We'll find out. It's not like we're rooting for her to fail. If anything, Sacco's success is good for these pages: if the new Bungalow can be anything like the old one, there're plenty of awesomely ridiculous celebrity shitshows to fall out of there, literally.
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