Bossa Nova Civic Club

Still, its remote address is a deterrent for many Manhattanites, and a recent weekend featured a laser-lashed dance floor with men and women wearing colorful patterned leggings. And no strollers in sight.

THE PLACE

Bossa Nova is stashed a few blocks from the Broadway/Myrtle stop on the J train, in an area that proved inhospitable to a now-closed Beauty Bar outpost. Previously used for quinceañeras and other events, the 1,900-square-foot space is split between a bar with low black ceilings and a dance floor under siege from colorful strobes and pulsing music supplied by a live D.J. With dim lighting and a smush of moving bodies, it feels like a rave in a friend’s basement.

THE CROWD

Young, artsy and fashionable, with the appropriate slurry of motorcycle jackets, floral five-panel hats and leopard spots. As the elevated subway rumbled nearby, several musicians in Bossa Nova’s backyard discussed their collections of vintage synthesizers. “It was Fluxus music,” one man said of a recent project. “It was really wild.”

GETTING IN

Although the name makes it sound like a private organization for appreciators of João Gilberto, there’s no cover or list.

PLAYLIST

House, techno and other electronic dance music of the non-Jersey Shore variety. On a Saturday, Willie Burns, a D.J. in a Campbell’s soup sweatshirt, remixed Silk’s “Freak Me” and Green Velvet’s “La La Land” into up-tempo anthems. Loudly.

DRINKS

Reasonable prices for beverages beyond cans of Tecate. Cocktails like La Mayimba (tequila, honey, lime and cinnamon) cost $9. Beers like Pacifico, Bitburger and Sweet Action are on tap for $6. Juice blends, $2 to $5.