Wow! That sounds like a decent life so far.
It has been, yes. And so very different from my previous one.
Do brit goth/industrial types still do that dance where they lift one foot and then the other while jerking their arms around with no sense of timing? I put it down to the very heavy chunky boots, but maybe the problem is even more insidious. I remember meeting 2 people I thought were great dancers, on was from LA, the other from San Francisco. Oh, and our french friends all two stepped, so cute, but at least they did it in time and with a bit of swaying ;-)
Also, this may be a stupid question as you've been to london before, but have you been to Slimelight
yet? When we were there it was a BYO club, so you check your alcohol at the bar if you want it to say cold, but the good bit is that it stays open until 7am, which is great if you're like me and don't usually get around to clubbing until about midnight. It's also members only, but we never had any probs saying "we're from overseas" and getting someone to sign us in. They even have an live journal community
It looked like that was what they were doing, yeah. Transmuters are really popular here. I like wearing them, too, but they restrict your dancing style. The French people sound like a lot of the San Diegans! They were legendary for the two-step.
This is my fourth time in London, assuming you count a minimum two-year stay as a "visit," and I still haven't been to the Slimelight. The members-only thing sort of weirds me out, I suppose. I want to go at some point, but I think I'd rather go with people I already know than walk up to strangers and ask them to sign me in. Then again, I used to have major problems ordering food in restaurants - couldn't do it until I was a teenager. I know it's silly. I hate feeling like I'm putting somebody out, though.
I don't mind BYO at all. That's what owning a cool silver flask with a large spider on it is for. Oh-so-gawth! :-D
I skimmed the site, it appears they sell alcohol now until 2am, then they sell soft drinks and tea and cofee... how cute! I imagine they do a fair trade in energy drinks... it also looks like if you dress 'cool enough', membership isn't a hassle...
But still, the best bit for me was the late closing, I hate how london clubs close early and the night buses, while I'm thrilled they exist, are a hassle.
Also it's the site of the infamous story about how I saw a guy I thought was a complete poser trying to look like nick cave... and it was nick cave, but I didn't find out for a week. Argh!
Some clubs run pretty late, although to me, coming from LA, any club that stays open until 4 am is a bit of a novelty.
It would be nice if the night buses ran more frequently. Also, they need to be hosed out between routes. Also also, the bus drivers need to get their sadistic feet off the brakes. I suspect them of trying to get the drunk people to vomit.
About the Nick Cave story: Awesome! Did you go around sneering at the wannabe all week?
Um, it wasn't a wannabe, it was
god himself the real Nick Cave. But I was convinced that Nick Cave wouldn't go to some trashy goth club when he could be hanging with Kylie or shagging PJ (this was in 1996-7) So I went around kicking myself for a week for being so stupid.
But really, what would I say "Hi, you're god, you're also from the same country as me. What's Berlin like? Do you really have posters of Kylie all over your room?"
I think the most proud to be australian that I ever felt was seeing him play in london with the Bad Seeds, supported by the Dirty Three. A great gig.
No no, I got that, I was just wondering if you'd gone around sneering about him to other people before finding out that it was actually him. Heh.
OK, yup, just among my friends, who were few...
Gothic. Riverdance. (Or its cousin, the Stompy Riverdance. At least it ain't Gothic Lambada.)
There was some very clumsy Gothic Lambada on Saturday night. It was kind of cute, in an I-hope-they-don't-fall-on-me way.
We went to the Electric Ballroom in 2001. That's the last time I was there. It was summer and exactly as you described. Did you go upstairs? It's even worse upstairs. The smoke collects up there. They don't need fog machines. Or lighting, really.
I remember that conversation! No, they don't do the Panzermensch line dance. They actually do what looks more like handbaggging at a trendy/mainstream club. They form little circles and sort of bend their knees and wave their arms (elbows always below shoulders). If you are an active dancer, like me, and accidentally break into the invisible barrier of the circle, they give you a horrified look. I can't imagine what they would have done if I'd bumped into one of them.
Every time I went to the Electric Ballroom on a friday there was this guy with leather pants and a tail... like a long lizardy tail sewn into them... just weird. Don't suppose he's still around.
We were there on a Friday! I didn't see a lizard man, though. I'm sure we'll end up there at some point. I'll keep my eyes peeled.
Thank you for the compliment.
I must say though, I like the way both you and Marco dance. I remember watching you guys at Luminal.
I bet you wow'd everyone at the club.
Some guy came up to us, introduced himself and informed us with an air of imparting something of great importance that "we'd been noticed." When we attempted to make conversation, he skittered off to dance to Tin Omen without excusing himself. WEIRD!
well, i suppose you can't get much whiter than british! therefore, no rhythm.
I am so excited that I will be there soon. Maybe I will get lucky and hit this club night. I sent you an email to assimilation, but not sure if you check that one anymore. Send me contact info so we can hang out!
Heh. I don't think the next on is until 18th December so am afraid you will miss it. There is plenty of other stuff we can go do though! I haven't been good about checking assimilation, but will send you mobile & home numbers in a minute.
if i may...bloody brilliant!
It was. And tonight, Tom Waits! Woo hoo!
Wow. This all sounds like the antithesis of my Miles Vorkosigan/Sigourney Weaver/PO Box adventures weekend.
Note to self: Trip to London absolutely imperative.
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