M.A.N.D.Y.: We're pretty sure Philipp is on the left

We got some great news the other day, and it went a little something like this: ‘Matthew Dear and the mustachioed half of M.A.N.D.Y. (Philipp Jung) are looking for a low-key monthly spot in New York. Got any leads?’

Why, yes; yes, we do. And so we suddenly have Buddies, a much-needed middle finger to the super-club scene (see such depressing, $12 drink-driven spots as Cielo and Pacha) that continues to make Manhattan look as culturally bankrupt as the Bridge and Tunnel crowd that invades it every weekend. (Notice we said Manhattan; Justin Carter and Eamon Harkin’s ongoing Mister Saturday Night parties and the Brooklyn-borne Trouble & Bass collective are two bright spots that leave us with some hope for dance music in the city.)

Anyway, if M.A.N.D.E.A.R.’s—their newly-appointed name, not ours—Buddies theme song is any indication, Wednesday’s ridiculously intimate Gallery Bar gig will be like Cheers for club kids, a place where everybody knows your name and the drinks are affordable enough to create a messy situation indeed.

In the words of the night’s host Sigu, “Please learn the words and sing along. Ultimately, we are all Buddies.”