Monday, December 04, 2006

(Clique Clique) Bang Bang!

Most of the weekend was spent, as per usual, hanging with Andrew.

I say hanging but it is more like drinking and recovering. Especially when his friends are involved. Jaysus, the Irish can drink.

Saturday found us at birthday do for Sue and Eimear, with cakes and all! Everything was going gangbusters until St Jerome's closed its doors. We got the hot tip of a club to go to named Clique Clique, or something along those lines. Unfortunately, after we arrived after the arduous trek through Melbourne's laneways we were greeted with a surly bouncer, the knowledge that the club was full and a suggestion to head down the road to Bang Bang.

Bang Bang indeed. There, over the power-riffs of nu-metal from indoors, staring intently at our brightly coloured clothes, the bouncer tried to warn us. "You know what kinda scene this is? It is full of 18 and 19 year olds who have only been going out for a few months..." He could see we were about to step into deep water and we hadn't come prepared with the pre-requisite flotation devices.

Yes, there was a sea of black shirts, black eyeliner and black approximations of "punk", "emo" and nu-metal. (The bouncer in the lemon-yellow Tegan and Sarah top seemed to revel in the incongruity of her apparel.)

Thankfully, vodka and Red Bull proves to be a remarkably virulent tonic.

And the night turned out swimmingly. Upstairs had some more recognisable tunes and downstairs was a dancey dance floor where The Presets got a revolution or two.

It wasn't all beer, vodka, Red Bull and skittles though. I did get clocked by some projectile from some unknown origin. I am sure someone got a laugh out of my bewildered look. By the end of the night the tiled floor, covered in alcohol, had the surface friction of an ice rink. I managed to slip over and sprain my wrist. Some lovely punter reached out his black sleeved hand to pull me up and I stumbled off in search of my dignity.

There was a photo competition going on between Andrew and Sue so everything is documented. I'm sure you'll get to see them soon.

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