As most of you already know, twitter has become over-saturated with ‘anonymous’ nightlife accounts. It used to really piss me off. I saw it as if there was a party that only the right people knew about, that suddenly leaked, and now had to deal the bridge and tunnel crowd. I felt I should be the “doorman,” and not let them in on the conversation. Then I realized I was being an elitist prick and was tired of following 20 people. I remembered why I started @NYUNightlife; My mom began following my personal twitter and caught me in a “where were you last night?” lie. I remembered the freedom I felt being able to say whatever I wanted, and the fun I had early on when no one knew who I was.
I get it. You work for a company and don’t want them to know what you’re doing after hours. If you’re just starting out, I wish you luck. Just do us all a favor and don’t retweet everyone and suck dick to get more followers. Find a voice, try not to tweet too personally, and contribute. I stole #NightlifeBirthday and perhaps overused the #tweetofthenight thing, but I also made stickers, homeless signs*, and now I’m interviewing people. I’ll save the @KirillWasntHere story for another time, but the point is you have to bring more to the table than a fork and knife.
*NYNightlife gave me the Operation Homeless idea