A tropical adult evening of disco music and dance.

Imagine: It’s New York. It’s 1980-something. It’s a melting pot of diversity, hedonism and a club scene that has never been matched. Automatic Pleasure pays tribute to those times, those parties, and those grooves.

Expect disco music, expect hot n’ sweaty dancing amongst palm trees, excess, fruity punch, spritz, balloons, misplaced memories, and disco music. And disco music. Did we mention disco music?

Rumor has it that this could be the very last disco party to ever grace the basement of The Rhino Room.