An outsider to Manhattan nightlife, desperate to get in, brings down the entire club scene with him. Big Time is an Apple Original podcast, produced by Piece of Work Entertainment and Campside Media in association with Olive Productions. Follow and listen on Apple Podcasts.apple.co/BigTimePod
Chapter 1: What is the story behind Manhattan's nightlife in the 2000s?
This story takes place in New York, the city I call home. And it's about the Manhattan nightclub world in the 2000s, when the scene really went to a new level, with nightlife spilling out from the clubs to the streets. You had Wall Street bankers and party promoters alike wanting to be seen, having their pictures taken, and trying desperately to land on page six.
Just a giant stew of paparazzi and bottle service and imported cars. All that to say, it's kind of hard for me to tell who the bad guy is in this story. I'm told you'll be able to clearly identify him because he sort of ruined the whole thing for everyone. Killed that whole scene dead. I doubt it, but let's give him a medal for trying.
I'm Steve Buscemi and you're listening to Big Time, an Apple original podcast from Peace of Work Entertainment and Campside Media in association with Olive Productions. Rajiv Gola is back to tell us the story.
It's the late 2000s in New York City, and the only people who think the economy might tank are wearing tinfoil hats. There's more money than ever and Manhattan is the center of the universe. The uber-wealthy are living bigger than ever before, and an elite group of young, fashionable trendsetters among this already exclusive club emerge as the face of this new era.
People were flaunting their money and this group kind of seemed like they were a rarefied little circle in New York. It was really the same 20 to 30 characters going out every single night.
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Chapter 2: Who were the key players in the Manhattan club scene?
Peter Davis was a journalist who covered the city's nightlife and was a staple of the scene.
People just talk about really what they're wearing and what parties they were going to, where they were off to next. And there were a lot of parties. Brands were spending a lot of money, fashion brands, whether it was a store party or a benefit or whatever. a big blowout being thrown by a designer every night. There were five to eight things to go to.
And these women would go from party to party to party. Sometimes they would just stop by, get their picture taken, jump in a car and onto the next. And the media, myself included, ate it up and wrote about it.
This was the new era, where what happened in the club no longer stayed in the club. You went out to be seen. And in New York, you could become a celebrity just by being seen.
A lot of picture taking. Patrick McMullin, you know, there was the saying, if Patrick didn't take your picture, it's like you weren't even there.
One of the people on the scene at the time was Mr. Andrew Parker. He was a flashy 40-something, always cloaked in fur coats and sunglasses, no matter the season or the time of day. He seemed to be at every party, and depending on who you asked, he was the owner of an up-and-coming fashion boutique, a nightclub promoter, or simply an entrepreneur.
But the way his clothes hung on his shoulders, the way his voice was just a bit too affective, and the way his charm seemed just a touch too put on, well, it was all a dead giveaway.
He seemed like someone that was desperate to be a name and would do anything to be that name. And the way he spoke, as if he was, you know, a Rockefeller when he was a nothing fella. I think he was trying to rise through the ranks by latching onto the coattails. He definitely jumped in photographs to get his picture taken.
A lot of times you can get your picture taken with somebody you don't even know, and I think he was pretty savvy who to stand next to and try to get into a picture shamelessly.
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Chapter 3: How did Andrew Parker become a prominent figure in nightlife?
It's definitely stood for that. And it was definitely quite accurate. It was a school for like that screw up level or that not intellectual level or that kind of reject level. It was sort of like just a step down from the Horace Mans and all the kind of very elite private schools. And if you sort of couldn't get into there or got kicked out of there, you went to Dwight.
Andrews High School was full of rich kids. It was the perfect place to see up close how people of that social class dressed, how they spoke and how they carried themselves. And more than anything, how these kids acted out and got away with it. These were the children of some of the most powerful people in the city.
People who screwed over everyone else in New York, made a killing, and never got in trouble for it. Instead, they got their names on parks and buildings. But Andrew wasn't in that social class. According to Jason, even though Andrew's father was a Wall Street banker, things never really seemed very stable at home, financially or otherwise.
Andrew was quite aspirational, let's say. I would say he's in that middle-class part that got rich for a time and then lost it. This like up and down kind of gambler's father, Wall Street version of gambler's personality. I definitely think that made an impact on his mind.
That stayed middle-class path never really appealed to Andrew in any case. And he sought out other role models.
We had a dress code where we had to wear a tie and jacket to school. And Andrew, he wore a three-piece suit to school. He was wearing Scarface, the book, like at age, you know, 12 or whatever the hell it came out.
This was the 1980s, and New York's nightlife was pulsing like never before, generating and exporting trends that would infect the entire country. Clubs like Danceteria and Aria became household names, and every sort of debauched indulgence you could imagine was on display.
If you were a teenager looking to make your mark in the city, looking to be somebody, there was nowhere else in the world you'd rather be. And that's exactly where Andrew wanted to make his mark. The first place he ever took me was Palladium. That was the most sort of important club. There were few clubs as legendary and institutional as Palladium.
From a gigantic, imposing mural on the facade to the spaceship lighting on the walkway leading to the dance floor, the bass pumping through your body, almost lifting you off the ground, it was impossible not to be swept up in the moment and feel like you were on top of the world. This is where the who's who of New York's party life congregated, and Andrew was right there with them.
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Chapter 4: What illicit activities did Andrew engage in to rise in the ranks?
In this crowd, it didn't matter how much cash you could flash or who your parents were. The only question was whether you were deemed cool enough to step inside. In some ways, it was less about fitting in as much as it was about standing out. This was the sort of equalizer Andrew needed. And boy, did he step up.
He wore his hair like a member of Motley Crue and his jeans looked like they'd gone through a mulching machine. For what might have been the first time in his life, Andrew found his crowd.
We were all VIP at 15, 16. We all knew each other. And it wasn't just us. It was big stars. I mean, it wasn't like today. People weren't worried about their phones. So it was a really like anything goes, anything decadent. You know, people could do cocaine on a table.
Everywhere else, Andrew was used to waiting his turn in line. Behind all the kids who got picked up from school in chauffeured cars, or the kids who didn't think twice about putting it on daddy's card. But this was Andrew's world.
If he was with three people or four people, he got picked and the other three didn't, he'd go inside a club, right? I mean, that was his thing. And I said to him when he started taking me out, and I'm like, don't ever pull that shit. I mean, he never did.
Andrew'd always had an entrepreneurial drive to him too. So he decided he'd try to get into the club business himself, which was a short-lived experiment.
Andrew and I opened an illegal after-hours club at 17 years old, and everybody came to it. We were terrible businessmen. We opened a club called Pacha. It was so crazy, because we actually had super fancy stationery, because his mom did stationery, so it was the nicest invitation to work. And then I remember getting in a fight with my father.
He's a criminal lawyer, and he's realizing I'm running an illegal nightclub at 17. What the fuck? Andrew was born to be corrupt, but it was New York.
In the years that followed, Jason and Andrew would slowly drift their own directions. Jason would go off to college and eventually leave the city to chase his creative ambitions. Most of the kids they went to high school with left for prestigious universities. By and large, they left the party life behind, and Andrew along with it.
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Chapter 5: How did Andrew's early life influence his ambitions?
It was a constant reminder that he wasn't one of them. But Andrew was determined to do whatever it took to secure his place among that crowd. He had to build himself up from nothing. He started selling ties on the street, going to street fairs. Andrew was just getting his feet wet. He had a hustler spirit and an ambition to join the upper ranks of the New York elite.
It didn't matter where he started because he knew where he'd end up.
He built himself up from the streets to multiple street vendors. He was a good hustler. He was always a good hustler.
My name is Steve Lewis, and I'm a nerd born and raised in nerdy Jackson Heights, Queens.
To be clear, Steve Lewis is not a nerd, and he's covered from the neck down with tattoos. I have no clue what he meant by being a nerd, and he never really explained it either. But what you do need to know about Steve is that he was a prominent club designer and manager for decades.
If you want to get a sense of what partying in the city was like back in the day, there's really no one better to ask.
I've done about 40, 50 places, including Good Room, which is a top-popular club in Brooklyn. I did Marquee. I did Red Zone.
I did Webster Hall. In any case, it was through Steve's line of work as a man about town that he ran into one Mr. Andrew Parker.
He was at least dressed right, soft-spoken, and he hung out with a lot of girls. So what more could a guy want? I wanted him in my club.
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Chapter 6: What was Andrew's journey from a hustler to the Mayor of Madison Avenue?
He had the haircut, the long hair, which was a little bit unneat, but neat. He wore suits or ties, and he spoke very softly and correctly and fairly intelligently.
Andrew made a good impression on Steve, which is saying something, because Steve generally didn't go for the preppy types. It was incredible how far Andrew had come from his ratty high school days. For someone who didn't come from fabulous wealth or pedigree, it was a real achievement to run with a crowd that he did. Andrew finally had more than a foot in the door with the socialite elite.
Steve remembers Andrew hanging out with people like Zoe Kravitz or Noel Ashman, a prominent movie producer, or Jocelyn Wall, the daughter of a real estate mogul, and Eric Brahms, whose father Maurice had been in the nightclub business.
Most honest man I've ever met in the business. Didn't Maurice go to jail for tax evasion? Yes, he did. And there's nothing wrong with that.
There has always been honor among thieves and scoundrels. It was an unwritten rule of the higher echelons of society. An echelon that it seemed Andrew was well on his way to joining. By 2006, his little tie and pockets of square street stamp had become a brick-and-mortar store on one of the most desirable zip codes in the city. Jason Ressler, Andrew's childhood friend again.
Eventually had this quite prominent store in Madison Avenue where he was catering to Who Who and De Niro and all the big stars like Doc Severinsen and, you know, just Johnny Carson. Like big people came to that store.
It was around this time that Andrew allegedly changed his name from Pollock to Parker. And it's what he decided to name his boutique. A.S. Parker. He sold high-end designer labels. He threw swanky parties and invited all the socialites of the moment to come be photographed in his store. He began calling himself the Mayor of Madison Avenue.
It seemed that Andrew had finally gained admittance to the Cool Kids Club. But there was that dark streak, that old obsession with crime as a lifestyle that Andrew never quite shook.
He never got past the point of being kind of a street salesman because maybe he was like that his whole life. And that's when the problems started happening.
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Chapter 7: What does the term 'honor among thieves' mean in this context?
Andrew's store took off despite the rumors of fraud that were beginning to brew. And now that he was in, he turned the dial up to 10. He started frequenting parties at the home of Ivan Wilzig, a millionaire banker musician who makes some of the most dogshit electronic music songs I've ever heard. No offense.
His medieval castle-themed home was known as the Playboy Mansion of the Hamptons, and hosted some of the most legendary parties of the era. Andrew also started dating a retired porn star, and he tried his hand in that business too.
I guess the whole porn star, you know, he tried to produce or he produced a movie called Trust Fund Sluts, which is actually the maybe the most amusing thing he did because it was kind of like riffing and making fun of the world that he was trying to be so much a part of the trust fund talks of New York. And he wasn't one.
And if anything, that's probably the smartest thing he ever did, even though the movie never came through.
But it was in these later years, the tail end of the glory days, edging up to the 2008 economic meltdown, that Andrew's fortunes began to turn as well. His bad behavior was finally catching up to him. A fur company that Andrew had fleeced for 20 grand had come calling, and a cascade of phony credit cards and unpaid bills followed suit.
Eventually, he was arrested and pled guilty to identity theft, beginning a string of arrests that would define the next few years of his life.
If you look at it as a restaurant where there was like six months probation and then, you know, a couple months in jail. And he kept going back to jail. The same crime in the same way. And that's its own kind of sickness. It's not like he went back to the streets drug dealing in this game or something and figured out a new way and avoided the cops. No. It's like he wanted to get caught.
Maybe Andrew lived by the old PR canard that any press is good press, that being infamous was just as good as being famous. Almost immediately after those initial arrests, Peter Davis reported that Andrew hit the clubs. He quoted a friend of Andrew's who said, Andrew thinks he's a celebrity now. He's enjoying all of this.
I think he denied the reality of the situation. And he thought that if you looked a certain way and dressed a certain way and maybe spoke a certain way and were photographed with the right people, then everything was okay. But in reality, a photograph means nothing. A photograph on Patrick McMullen's website is not going to get you out of jail.
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Chapter 8: How did Andrew Parker create a high-end fashion boutique?
It was hard to watch, and I was probably the only one who had a hard time watching.
I thought he was above the law in his mind.
Club promoter Steve Lewis again.
When he got busted, I wasn't surprised.
Andrew had started hanging around a guy named Louis Damian-Jakas, or DJ, as he was known better. DJ was another guy on the fringe of the socialite scene, and Steve never liked the way he smelled.
I knew him, but I didn't know him. I mean, he never talked to me. I would never let him into clubs. I mean, he's not my style. DJ, he's a thug. He's got no class.
According to statements from the cops, DJ was also a master at organizing and operating a vast criminal enterprise, and he was pretty talented at replicating fake credit cards, some of the best the agents had ever seen. DJ had been engineering a massive credit card skimming operation that was aimed at some of New York's biggest spenders.
And it was a good scheme.
The whole operation relied on waiters and bartenders that DJ had recruited at high-end steakhouses across the city. He gave those waiters handheld card skimmers and told them to be on the lookout for high rollers with premium cards, people who wouldn't notice if a few hundred or thousand dollars were missing.
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