CLUB REVIEW : Golightly’s: Good Tunes, Bad Fashions

Christening a club after a fashion icon, Holly Golightly, is dangerous business in Hollywood. At Golightly’s--a 3-week-old club on Mondays at Small’s K.O.--you can’t help but notice how dismally people dress.

Named after everyone’s favorite chic neurotic, Golightly’s promises an experience hearkening back to the “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” era, “when glamour, martinis and dolls were a way of life,” as the promoters put it.

Well, Audrey Hepburn’s Golightly would undoubtedly look around at the anti-natty crowd and call them all “thumping bores.” But, ultimately, even Holly wouldn’t abandon this party.

That’s because the music spun by deejay Sen~or Amor is as good as it gets in Hollywood. He’s been serving up cocktail party lounge fare for six years, and his music sensibilities are right in fashion at the moment. Amor creates a ‘60s ambience with songs such as “El Pussycate” by Mongo Santamaria. He’s not remotely obvious, challenging you with such items as Ray Ellis & His Orchestra’s Muzak-like version of “(I Can’t Get No) Satisfaction.”

Just as Sen~or Amor gets you into a Latin groove with the swinging soul of Willie Bobo’s “Spanish Grease,” he’ll change aural gears with Mel Torme crooning “Sunshine Superman.”

Musically, Golightly’s is the ultimate indulgence. Aesthetically, it could use the real Holly at the door offering some style counsel to the fashion impaired.

* Golightly’s, Mondays at Small’s K.O., 5574 Melrose Ave. 21 and over, no cover. (213) 939-3097.