If you’ve frequented Bizarre on Jefferson Street (by the J train, not the L–these trains are like the Montagues and the Capulets), then you know that there’s a number of strange things that go on in the bar at any given moment throughout the evening, be it burlesque or uncomfortable performance art. But the basement area is another story. Occasionally, you’ll see some “art shows” and yes, it turns into a dance floor for the night, but what really goes on in the basement after hours? The Burning Bush investigated by sending our European correspondent, Francesca Guida, in undercover.
As we all know, Europeans love dancing to nondescript techno music preferably including lasers, so that’s why we sent in Francesca to find out the scoop on any strange goings-on in the basement. She blended in easily, almost getting too into the music to notice that the crowd around her had gradually disappeared. She was the last one on the dance floor, hardly noticing where or when everyone had suddenly vanished to.
The DJ that night, DJ Hilton, seemed to be in on something that no one else knew about. It was as though her music had put everyone into a hypnotic state and transcended them into some sort of alternate plane. Considering how rife Bushwick is with paranormal activity, this comes as no great shock.
Francesca commented, “I don’t know where everybody went. Either they disappeared into the ether or I had just taken too much ecstasy to notice that the ‘people’ I was dancing with were just walls.” As The Burning Bush digs deeper into the mysteriousness of Bizarre’s basement, we’ll keep you updated on any sinister findings.The only clue we have at the moment is that “Sandstorm” by Darude was playing when everyone disappeared.
Written by Genna Rivieccio