ABSOLUTIONNYC and SHADOWLANDS presents
  
The SUMMERLAND BALL
  
A PRIVATE, BYOB party in a PRIVATE SPACE
  
featuring performances by the lovely
  
NIKKI LE VILLAIN and HER SNAKES
  
and
  
RUSSEL PATRICK BROWN, MASTER HARPIST
  
DJs XTINE and JASON
  
play otherworldy tunes
  
DANCING AND REVELRY,
  
FREE LIBATIONS FOR FIRSTCOMERS (while supplies last!)
  
Dress Code- Summer Sidhe, Faerie Queen and King and their Court, Elf Lord and Lady, Summer Midnight Reveler, Ethereal, Gothic Beauty, Knight and Maiden(or Dragon!), Gypsy, Rivendell, Nymph and Satyr, Sprite, Air/ Earth /Fire Water Spirit, Fair Folk, etc.
  
THE WAY IT WORKS: Bring your own libations. Beer, wine, liquor, etc. When you enter, check them in at the bar station. The bartender will label your drink with your name and put it away on ice. We will provide cups, ice and mixers. When you want a drink, ask the bartender and she will pour drink for you. Don't forget to tip! This method is much less expensive than at a normal venue where you will pay 5-10 times the cost of the drink. It also allows you to enjoy the kind of drink YOU like- for instance, I love Southern Teir beers which are NEVER served at a typical venue. At this sort of party I can enjoy my favorites and introduce people to them as well. It makes for a more fun time, at a less expensive price.
  
THE SUMERLAND BALL is ADVANCE TICKET SALES ONLY! Purchase your ticket online with this invite. This is a PRIVATE EVENT so be sure to RSVP and get your ticket early.
  
THE SUMERLAND BALL will be held at
161 W. 22nd st between 6th and 7th ave, closer to 7th.
  
More information available at
  
www.absolutionnyc.com
  
  "A damsel with a dulcimer
  In a vision once I saw:
  It was an Abyssinian maid,
  And on her dulcimer she played,
  Singing of Mount Abora.
Could I revive within me
Her symphony and song,
To such a deep delight 't would win me
That with music loud and long,
I would build that dome in air,
That sunny dome! those caves of ice!
And all who heard should see them there,
And all should cry, Beware! Beware!
His flashing eyes, his floating hair!
Weave a circle round him thrice,
And close your eyes with holy dread,
For he on honey-dew hath fed,
And drunk the milk of Paradise." -Coleridge