The Weekend After Stumbling Upon the Spike & the Eagle’s Nest

Well, at fourteen years old in 1986 being from the Bronx. Getting ready to hit the town really didn’t take much at all. I mean, since my mother thought I was staying at my best friends mother’s apartment upstairs. There was no reason for me to leave all decked out and seem like I was going somewhere. So, I would bring whatever I was wearing that evening to my best friend’s apartment upstairs the afternoon before while my mother was at work. For the most part my best friend and I would hit the happening or “it” club at the time. Red Zone on fifty forth street, [...]