Archive for May 22, 2011
Of the two new Soho social soiree’s that we said would soar, the latter launch was the one than very much captured the imagination of the capitals clubbing crowd, as Gigolo opened its door for the first time and were aghast by the huge response that saw host venue Lo-Profile packed to the rafters within the first hour of this new kid on the block. Indeed arriving at the hectic door in the company of close friend Brent Nicholls, along with cougar clubber Stephen & international playboy D.J. Paul Heron, we were lucky we were spotted by David Hart’s significant other, L.a. (as he is known) already having his hands full managing the masses who wanted a piece of this prolific party opener, we being ushered through the entrance & escorted straight into the club. And were we to be blown away by the promised transformation, the Lo-Profile space having been given the Gigolo stamp, with an ample stage area constructed, resplendent Gigolo signage shouting a smart & stylish statement, while soft seating & other additions gave this Wardour Street sophisticate an even more sumptuous feel. And the crowd were certainly lapping up this launch, a veritable feast for familiar & scene faces all making for the who’s who or the social society scene, the swarms of socialites just coming & coming, the list of lovelies now endless leaving us to exclaim “where do we start?”.
With that list saved for the full review, our attention was now drawn to the music and the cute yet capable Zach Burns, who was treating the classy crowd to tons of terrific tunes, a magical mixture of old classics re-made, intertwined with up to date floor fillers, the pace & pitch of his performance perfect for this superb Soho society social soiree that was definitely soaring by the minute. And we were soon in seventh heaven when Zach pulled out our favourite tune of now, the awesome “Stupiddisco 2011 Original Mix” by King Richard & Danny Thomas, we finding our favoured spot by the D.J. booth to invoke a mini “Doing The Disco Matt” routine, with others soon joining us in our jovial jaunts, while the gorgeous Gigolo go-go’s were also in full swing, we soon finding ourselves standing right next to one, who was shaking his thang at us, something substantial waggling in his tight shorts, very much eye popping excitement. With our blood pressure reaching boiling point, we sought respite at the bar, the Gigolo cocktails flowing, courtesy of David Hart who was also taking a moment before a catalogue of camera clicking, while great pal Tom Fuller had his hands full with his harem of Brazilian boys, we never been ceased to be amazed by all the cute guys he attracts, asking ourselves “are we jealous?”, you betcha!!, while yet more jealously overspilled when we caught female friend Andrea snogging so many more gorge men than us.
But the night was going from strength to strength, the way out & whacky show by Jeyjon hitting the mark, while incumbent D.J. Luke Howard’s music was pointing this pulsating party in a decidedly different direction, while we found ourselves in an a pseudo D.J. corner, as the likes of Guy Williams, Ben Jamin, Paul Heron, Mikey D & Brent Nicholls were all in close call, even the star of our Gigolo show, Zach Burns swinging by to say hi. So, with the super cool sounds matching the super stylish crowd of the good looking kind which continued to pack out Gigolo’s launch and our captivating company carrying us well into Friday morning, with so much more to say on this spectacular start to the Hart’s heavenly happening, its “…ready, steady, go for the review…” (DISCO MATT)
We couldn’t finish this bite sized reflection without two mentions, first for ShootMeUp, the photography outfit that is the driving force behind this new Soho society soiree and for stacks of sizzling shots of the scene, which you can take a good look at http://shootmeup.co.uk, while our man of the Gigolo match, Zach Burns, has not just laid down a corker of a compilation to mark the launch of Gigolo, but has also pressed his podcast page with a copy of his live set from the launch, both available at http://djburns.podomatic.com/ & essential musts for your collection.
It is almost a week since we made our wonderful way across London to the O2 Arena to witness what can only be described as THE best concert EVER in our lives (we we have been to a few) and while these days have passed, the memories of all the magnificent moments of music we found ourselves immersed in are as clear as crystal, meaning it’s time for another of our now infamous bite sized reflections, as we bring you our Preview The Review, catching a short sequence of some of the most memorable minutes of our life.
Ever since we began to talk about it, not long after landed from the truly epic Jean Michel Jarre concert last October, we have been wondering exactly what it would be like to actually see another of our all-time greats in the flesh, not that we would be getting that close, but through the music of Pink Floyd certainly feeling the full effects of the sights & sounds that were a major part of our formative music years. And when close & damn fine friend Tom Fuller confirmed, on our birthday in fact (that’s 20th Dec), that the tickets to see Roger Waters, he of Pink Floyd fame, in concert, the build up began, one that was to reach a colossal crescendo & climax five months later, as we once again found ourselves on the river boat, speeding our way to the O2 Arena, comfortably numb with excitement & anticipation of this captivating concert to come. But before all that was a surprise we could never have imagined, as having sipped our way through a bottle of champagne (what a great way to start!), upon arrival at this incredible arena, we were greeted by our second concert companion, one Paul Vlad, we being shocked to the point of losing our breath at his presence,, the only words emitted being “Hey You”, although a better person to be with us in one of the happiest days of our lives, we could have wished for.
So, the start to what would be a truly scintillating showing by Pink Floyd’s Mr Waters was underway and after short refreshments when we were still soaking up the superb shock of seeing Paul in our presence, we found our seats in the massive auditorium and waited, patiently, for the main man to arrive centre-stage. Now, to capture the sequence of events that led to what we have described as THE best concert EVER will be difficult to cram into this small bite sized reflection, but the first roar of the crowd was the catalyst for the next three captivating hours, as the visuals, the effects, the lighting and, moreover, the music, simply blew us away. Naturally the theme & inspiration of this live 2011 tour was the incredible Pink Floyd album, “The Wall” and as the minutes ticked by, the physical feature of a huge white wall grew, brick by brick on the stage, the first highlight being a life size plane zooming through the air and crashing into the stage side in an explosive pyrotechnic prolification. But the effects were going to just get better & better, the view from our seats perfect & with Paul next to our side glued on the action like us, while Tom was in pure heaven a seat further away, we were treated to all the best bits from “The Wall”, including “Mother”, “Empty Spaces”, “Goodbye Cruel World”, “Is There Anybody Out There”, “Bring The Boys Back Home”, “Vera” and, of course “Another Brick In The Wall”, that wall at the final moments of the concert, naturally, tumbling down in scintillating style. So, with so much more to reflection of this colossal concert and still, a week later, feeling comfortably numb for having seen Roger waters in the flesh, we simply say that “it’s ready, steady go for the review”. (DISCO MATT)