Strangely enough, North Carolina had some hot clubs back then, notably "Wham!" which later became "Encore!" (both in Greensboro). Wham! was often called the best nightclub between Washington DC and Atlanta. Durham had the excellent "42nd Street" which later became "Power Company." I was never fond of the clubs in Charlotte.
My favorites for an occasional drive to Atlanta, GA, were "The Armory" and "Weekends."
Back then, life circumstances often put me in Guadalajara, Jalisco, Mexico. Guadalajara had some great clubbing. "Monica's" and "Betty Boop's" were my faves. Guadalajara also had the best raves. Most were fund raisers for the gay pride group called GOHL (Grupo Orgullo Homosexual de la Liberación). A rave in Guadalajara usually got going well by 1AM and usually terminated by 7AM on a Sunday morning. That often put the ravers on the same Sunday-morning mass transit as people going to church, which could be embarrassing.
Heck, I got so into all this that I broke the bank in 1986 and treated myself to two weekends of partying in Paris (the one in France). It was well worth it. I *STILL* love all things French.
To prepare for all-night clubbing, or a rave, the following schedule usually applied:
- 2PM - some exercise, usually a bike ride or walking at a park (or the Champs-Élysées, lol) to get the blood flowing.
- 5 to 6PM - a carefully planned dinner. It had to be enough to sustain for the upcoming evening, but not so much that it would drag you down later, or heaven forbid, put you on the toilet.
- 7:30 to 9PM - rest. Commonly called a "bar nap."
- 10PM - light snack like potato chips.
- 11PM - shower and begin primping.
- 12AM - one or two warm-up cocktails.
- 12:30AM - departure time!
Then it was out for all-night fun. Nice times with lots of strobe lights, lasers, smoke machines, throbbing disco, and 100's of people thrashing around and having fun on the dance floor. Amazingly, good friendships were sometimes formed of this.
Here's the Barry Manilow download that made all this come to mind: