Bar Urgence

By far, this was the greatest nightclub I have ever been to. Truly an amazing place. I only came here once, some years back but it has NEVER left my mind.
First, I must tell you a story of me & my pals bored on a Sunday afternoon at Hooters at Crossgates Mall in Albany. There were several of us talking about doing something spontaneous and one said «Ever been to Montréal?»
«Umm…NOOOO! Let’s jump in the Blazer and ride.»
We head north for over 4 hours driving into the unknown, wondering what type of adventures we would have. There was an air of excitement with that «going to another country» feeling. Road trip bitches… more than that because it was UNPLANNED ROAD TRIP. We were wondered if we should smuggle a shitload of Molson’s XXX back with us. (Used to be illegal in NY back in the day) Good thing we didn’t…
We stop at border patrol and they’re looking at our licenses. Typical «Why are you going to Canada?» type inquiries. We were asked to get out and wait inside their detention center. Yes… detention center. We walk in and to our left, a glass room with over a dozen middle-​eastern people. Men, women and children. To the right, 6 – 8 Hasidic Jews, just waiting…
We sit down and know that a SUV loaded with 4 guys, one girl, all minorities and one of us with the last name HASSIM is gonna conjure up some questions. Everyone… EXCEPT ME, were asked to go into a room alone with the border officer. To this day, I still have no idea why.
After hanging out for almost 40 minutes, we’re on the road again. We found Urgence later after leaving a strip-​club (don’t ask). One of the strippers suggested it. Damn… she was right on. The club was in this suburb area away from the city. It was in a HUGE warehouse type building. It was 3 days before New Years and there was a tent in front of the door with cloud-​like rolls of vapors from the heat inside.
This place was dark and hot. Lasers flying everywhere while the main ballroom had the illest hip-​hop playing. Packed with people just dancing like their lives depended on it. Truly amazing was the only way to describe it. Me & Mike wandered into the techno & house room. FUCKING SICK! The beats were beyond bone-​crushing and the lights were pheonomenal. Pure bass was my dinner that night. I had my glow-​sticks and I did my thing for a solid hour before I went back to hip-​hop land.
After a couple of hours of hard partying and noticing that there was not ONE fat person anywhere in this club, we took off for NY. Not trying to be rude, but everyone in there was fucking hard-​bodied out. Still a great fucking night.
So we’re on the road, it’s Monday morning around 6:30 and we just passed Saratoga. People are knocked out. We pull over and I «call in sick» to work. Did I want to go? Hell NO! I also had no idea if we would get back in time anyway. We got home after dropping people off left and right at 8:17AM and we all passed out. GREAT NIGHT all around. Best club EVER.