Experiencing A Different NYE With A ‘Rocky Horror’ Vibe
This was not exactly what I had envisioned for a New Year’s Eve celebration. But then again, what else was I doing that night?
It was NYE to end 2020 and bring in 2021. Because of the stay-home orders in California – and cops driving around the San Diego Gaslamp right out my door announcing on loudspeakers there will be no party or gathering that night – I accepted an invitation to join a virtual celebration.
It was Eschaton’s NYE: The Dissolution, a live theater-type show with different “rooms” people could view, all done via Zoom. Each room (there were four for the NYE show) had different hosts or hostesses and they were joined by people all over the world, whom participants could see in a Zoom thumbnail window.
For $25, you got a link and a passcode to enter. Eschaton has also put on Halloween events so this was no one-time deal.
The one-hour show (11 p.m.-Midnight ET) show was live-streamed from the iconic Chelsea Savoy Hotel in New York City and the rooms had a DJ, a singer, a cocktail maker and a diva. The hosts and hostesses engaged people who were watching and even made some temporary participants.
The whole thing was funky with a strong sexual undercurrent, from the vibe to the music to the hosts/hostesses and even some of the guests. Many of the latter people dressed up themselves. Others just observed, including couples looking for some type of entertainment while they drank champagne and waited for midnight.
At that hour, East Coast time, there was a countdown to midnight. When this happened, I quickly moved from room to room to catch the various celebrations.
The whole thing was cool cult-ish and reminded me of the Rocky Horror Picture Showm, tho part of that feeling could likely be attributed to the fact that I had just watched that movie on a flight the previous day.
It also struck me how cool of an idea it would be to have an Eschaton-type of event for Rocky Horror.
It would have also been a lot more entertaining had I watched it with someone; I kept envisioning having it on a bigger screen than my laptop while being at a New Year’s party full of fun people. It sure would have been more of a conversation piece than the standard TV broadcast of Dick Clarke’s NYE show from Times Square.
So I left 2020 and entered 2021 virtually, which was certainly better than what I had planned for during the lockdown.
Happy New Year from PubClub.com!