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A running record of professionally good times. Every one of these was a private event: no tickets, no door sales, just a host who wanted an unforgettable night and a crew that builds them. This is what it looks like when you hire us.
The territory
New York City
And everywhere the party goes
15 people. 4 days. Hamptons farmhouse.
The season's closing argument. Three DJs rotating across four days, 2,000 watts of sound in a barn that could take it, fireworks over the field, glow-in-the-dark lawn games after midnight, and full catering so nobody had to leave the property. Summer ended. We made sure it noticed.
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20 people. Upstate New York. Dress code: gold.
Twenty people in a house upstate, every one of them in gold. Costumes, floor-to-ceiling decorations, three DJs, and a massage table running all weekend because recovery is part of the program. The photos look like a fever dream. They are accurate.
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15 people. 5 days. Barrier-island beach house.
Five days on a barrier island with a house full of friends and a schedule with exactly one item on it: the tide. Long beach days, longer dinners, and the kind of quiet that makes the loud parts feel earned.
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6 to 20 people. NYC, Caribbean, Mediterranean.
Day outings in New York Harbor and week-long charters in the Caribbean and Mediterranean. Deserted islands, beach towns, seaside restaurants, beach parties, and an off-grid sound system that turns any anchorage into a venue. The captain knows. The captain has always known.
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Big house. Big mountain. Bigger fireplace.
First chair to last call. A big house at the base, s'mores and fire pits when the lifts close, hot chocolate with options, a catered dinner worth coming in early for, and an after-party that made the hot tub a load-bearing amenity.
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6 people. 1 week. Boulder to Joshua Tree.
Six people, one week, and a route that read like a dare: parties in Boulder and Joshua Tree with pit stops across Utah and Nevada. Red rocks, empty highways, borrowed dance floors, roadside barbecue, and a sound system that never once got to rest.
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Many editions. Many locations. Zero restraint.
Our high holiday. Warehouses, brownstones, barns, and bars, each year a different city block and a different fever. Costumes are mandatory, effort is noticed, and the photographic evidence is permanent.
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Rockaways to the islands. Sound included.
Speakers in the sand, a parachute for shade, coolers with a plan, and the ocean doing the lighting design. Our beach parties run from Rockaway day trips to full weekends on warmer water.
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Backyards to bougainvillea. Floaties non-negotiable.
No ocean required. A fence, a filter, and a few dozen good decisions later, any backyard pool becomes the party. Day drinking, cannonball contests, and a speaker on the deck doing more work than the pump.
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Deep woods. Off grid. On purpose.
A house at the end of a road that stops being a road. Firelight, forest air, a sound system running off our own power, and nights that go exactly as long as they want to. What happens in the woods stays pleasantly unverifiable.
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Private takeover. World-class sound.
Every year, one very lucky birthday takes over Public Records: a private takeover of one of the best-sounding rooms in New York. Our nightlife connections handle the room and the staff, our residents handle the music, and the birthday boy handles exactly nothing. Rinse, repeat, annually.
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12 people. 3 days of prep. 100 candles.
Three days of prep for one dinner: rose petals everywhere, a hundred candles, rose prosecco on arrival, roast tomato soup, osso buco alla milanese, and a Barolo that deserved its own place setting. Proof that production value works at twelve covers, too.
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