MEGAWOOF – SATURDAY 7TH MARCH
REVIEW FOR SEENQUEEN
With our first Saturday of the month generally filled with our more usual clubbing exploits, like Crash (of old) & SuperMartXe (of new) we have always missed out on this tougher offering on the scene and despite all the great comments we have received, Megawoof has slipped through the Disco Matt net, time after time. However, we thought it was now the occasion that we made the effort to rub shoulders with the hunky, chunky & macho crowd that befits this popular event & be less “disco” & more “butch”.
Now, had we been brave enough, we would have ventured into Colloseum unaided (well we are used to the venue with regular trips to Matinee of late & weekly homage’s in the heady days of Beyond) but Megawoof presented a different prospect entirely, so we opted to arrive in the capable & experienced hands of pal Benoit, accompanied by Cliniot, who like us was also making his first visit to this testosterone filled party. Arriving at the doors of the club at just after midnight, a healthy queue had already built, although we glided through the guest list entrance being kindly invited by Italian stallion D.J. Pagano, who was taking centre stage in a star studded line up. After negotiating a somewhat tricky security guard who was intent on flexing what little power he had over the door, we joined a huge coatcheck queue, so typical of Colloseum, although were surprised at the efficiency of the team as we were dealt with in a jiffy, releasing us to venture up the stairs and into the club itself.
Stopping at the bar for refreshments and looking around, it was clear that the crowd were definitely more man than boy, more brawn than buff & more muscle chunk than muscle tone, although we were not completely alone as there was a grateful smattering of disco tainted clubbers, who, like us, had strayed from their usual haunts to sample a taste of the tougher side. Advancing into the main room, the crowd had already built nicely and were soaking up the eclectic sounds of Megawoof fave D.J. and co-promoter Daz Saund, who was in compete command of the decks in a dance space adorned with macho production, black drapes, and with a surprise dark room at the back (you won’t get us in there though!), so different to our Matinee experiences. Moving through, we wanted to see if the V.I.P. room was open, and yes it was, although only sparsely filled with a handful of party goers, with the fabtastic
Jo-Public in charge of the decks. We caught up on news with him, lamenting our pals who were absent, rather going great guns at Mardi Gras in Sydney, but soon returned to the main room where all the action was happening.
Finding a spot right next to the D.J. booth, with Daz still delivering some great dance tunes, the crowd was getting bigger & bigger (in more ways than one) but we were pleasantly surprised to see plenty of familiar faces including Jhonny Salas & pal who were admittedly out of their comfort zone, but clearly having a great time flirting with the muscle hunks surrounding them. We also caught glimpse of the tall and handsome Enrico who strode through the crowd, came & said hello and then, making a b-line for the smoking area, left us to our devices, as we traded dancing spaces with Jhonny & other disco queens partying amongst more Megawoof like men, most of whom, like us, were now stripped down to the waist. Our friend Benoit was occasionally in attendance, although he had found a roomier spot to dance in by the stage, but we remained glued to our spot by the D.J. booth anticipating the arrival of the main man Pagano, who was now overdue. Was he going to make it? well he better we thought!
Whilst still waiting for him to arrive, we made a brief departure to the balcony bar and couldn’t believe our eyes on seeing our Industri pal Stephen, with friends in tow, having decided on Megawoof in preference to a trip to Fire, but it was great to see him and his arrival signalled a major uplift in our already exciting night. Armed with drinks, we headed back into the main room and reassumed our spot next to the D.J. booth, and with our posse around us, it couldn’t possibly get better, but it did, with the arrival of the Italian stallion D.J. Pagano, who lifted the atmosphere to dizzy heights with his trademark tough edged, but truly enchanting combination of tech house meets electro blended into a superbly progressive yet responsive set to the now packed main room. Track after track had us mesmerised , especially with the inclusion of Danny Verde’s latest single mix, absolute brilliance, which left us dancing merrily, only distracted by hilarious goings on with Stephen (a cocktail story of bows, curtseys, dwarfs & Fierce Intl – you had to be there!!).
With Pagano done, but ending his set to rapturous applauses & cheers, so well deserved, we slipped to the back of the D.J. booth to thank him both for his magnificent set and for our guest list spot, whilst Diddy took over, shortly followed by Deep Wolf, both pointing the music choice back into a more eclectic direction. We resumed our spot on the dancefloor, soaking up the Megawoof atmosphere and continuing our hilarious exploits with Stephen, who for us came a close second to Pagano in terms of pure unadulterated entertainment action. But there was plenty of action going on around us and indeed all over the club, making it purely evident that these Megawoof faithfuls definitely know how to have fun. So we continued to party into the wee hours, even bumping into the cute & lovely D.J. Steven Artis, who had torn himself away from a club not far away, but like us, soon had his mind on rest rather than play. Suddenly, with the inevitable call to our bed to wear of a full 18 hours of hectic activity, we had to retire, although our departure from Colloseum, was momentarily delayed as we bumped into the man of the night, Pagano, giving us the chance to properly catch up with him on news of clubs, clubbing, music, D.J’s, promoters & more, before making the short journey home.
So, what was our verdict on Megawoof? Well, in truth, the crowd were not the sort we would choose to mix with ordinarily, but it was fair to say there was no shortage of muscled beefcakes and good lookers to provide enough eye candy to keep us enticed. However, where Megawoof really excelled was in the relaxing & friendly atmosphere coupled with a truly outstanding performance by Pagano, who is a real attribute to the D.J. line up of any club let alone Megawoof. And with superb company in the form of pals Benoit, Cliniot, Jhonny, Enrico & especially Stephen, what more could we ask for? well nothing really.
In a club where boozing & cruising mix perfectly with dancing & prancing, where muscled hunks mix with muscle mary’s and where admirers of all of this are welcomed with open arms, in one of our favourite London club venues to boot, we can certainly see the attraction. Will we make another trip? well there is every chance, especially if there is the prospect of having as much fun as we had this time round. The next party in April has a “porn” theme, so will no doubt deliver plenty of raunchy action and we love a bit of that, so you may well catch us in Megawoof, seeking out the butch side in us, however small it may be. (DISCO MATT)
REVIEW FOR SEENQUEEN
With our first Saturday of the month generally filled with our more usual clubbing exploits, like Crash (of old) & SuperMartXe (of new) we have always missed out on this tougher offering on the scene and despite all the great comments we have received, Megawoof has slipped through the Disco Matt net, time after time. However, we thought it was now the occasion that we made the effort to rub shoulders with the hunky, chunky & macho crowd that befits this popular event & be less “disco” & more “butch”.
Now, had we been brave enough, we would have ventured into Colloseum unaided (well we are used to the venue with regular trips to Matinee of late & weekly homage’s in the heady days of Beyond) but Megawoof presented a different prospect entirely, so we opted to arrive in the capable & experienced hands of pal Benoit, accompanied by Cliniot, who like us was also making his first visit to this testosterone filled party. Arriving at the doors of the club at just after midnight, a healthy queue had already built, although we glided through the guest list entrance being kindly invited by Italian stallion D.J. Pagano, who was taking centre stage in a star studded line up. After negotiating a somewhat tricky security guard who was intent on flexing what little power he had over the door, we joined a huge coatcheck queue, so typical of Colloseum, although were surprised at the efficiency of the team as we were dealt with in a jiffy, releasing us to venture up the stairs and into the club itself.
Stopping at the bar for refreshments and looking around, it was clear that the crowd were definitely more man than boy, more brawn than buff & more muscle chunk than muscle tone, although we were not completely alone as there was a grateful smattering of disco tainted clubbers, who, like us, had strayed from their usual haunts to sample a taste of the tougher side. Advancing into the main room, the crowd had already built nicely and were soaking up the eclectic sounds of Megawoof fave D.J. and co-promoter Daz Saund, who was in compete command of the decks in a dance space adorned with macho production, black drapes, and with a surprise dark room at the back (you won’t get us in there though!), so different to our Matinee experiences. Moving through, we wanted to see if the V.I.P. room was open, and yes it was, although only sparsely filled with a handful of party goers, with the fabtastic
Jo-Public in charge of the decks. We caught up on news with him, lamenting our pals who were absent, rather going great guns at Mardi Gras in Sydney, but soon returned to the main room where all the action was happening.
Finding a spot right next to the D.J. booth, with Daz still delivering some great dance tunes, the crowd was getting bigger & bigger (in more ways than one) but we were pleasantly surprised to see plenty of familiar faces including Jhonny Salas & pal who were admittedly out of their comfort zone, but clearly having a great time flirting with the muscle hunks surrounding them. We also caught glimpse of the tall and handsome Enrico who strode through the crowd, came & said hello and then, making a b-line for the smoking area, left us to our devices, as we traded dancing spaces with Jhonny & other disco queens partying amongst more Megawoof like men, most of whom, like us, were now stripped down to the waist. Our friend Benoit was occasionally in attendance, although he had found a roomier spot to dance in by the stage, but we remained glued to our spot by the D.J. booth anticipating the arrival of the main man Pagano, who was now overdue. Was he going to make it? well he better we thought!
Whilst still waiting for him to arrive, we made a brief departure to the balcony bar and couldn’t believe our eyes on seeing our Industri pal Stephen, with friends in tow, having decided on Megawoof in preference to a trip to Fire, but it was great to see him and his arrival signalled a major uplift in our already exciting night. Armed with drinks, we headed back into the main room and reassumed our spot next to the D.J. booth, and with our posse around us, it couldn’t possibly get better, but it did, with the arrival of the Italian stallion D.J. Pagano, who lifted the atmosphere to dizzy heights with his trademark tough edged, but truly enchanting combination of tech house meets electro blended into a superbly progressive yet responsive set to the now packed main room. Track after track had us mesmerised , especially with the inclusion of Danny Verde’s latest single mix, absolute brilliance, which left us dancing merrily, only distracted by hilarious goings on with Stephen (a cocktail story of bows, curtseys, dwarfs & Fierce Intl – you had to be there!!).
With Pagano done, but ending his set to rapturous applauses & cheers, so well deserved, we slipped to the back of the D.J. booth to thank him both for his magnificent set and for our guest list spot, whilst Diddy took over, shortly followed by Deep Wolf, both pointing the music choice back into a more eclectic direction. We resumed our spot on the dancefloor, soaking up the Megawoof atmosphere and continuing our hilarious exploits with Stephen, who for us came a close second to Pagano in terms of pure unadulterated entertainment action. But there was plenty of action going on around us and indeed all over the club, making it purely evident that these Megawoof faithfuls definitely know how to have fun. So we continued to party into the wee hours, even bumping into the cute & lovely D.J. Steven Artis, who had torn himself away from a club not far away, but like us, soon had his mind on rest rather than play. Suddenly, with the inevitable call to our bed to wear of a full 18 hours of hectic activity, we had to retire, although our departure from Colloseum, was momentarily delayed as we bumped into the man of the night, Pagano, giving us the chance to properly catch up with him on news of clubs, clubbing, music, D.J’s, promoters & more, before making the short journey home.
So, what was our verdict on Megawoof? Well, in truth, the crowd were not the sort we would choose to mix with ordinarily, but it was fair to say there was no shortage of muscled beefcakes and good lookers to provide enough eye candy to keep us enticed. However, where Megawoof really excelled was in the relaxing & friendly atmosphere coupled with a truly outstanding performance by Pagano, who is a real attribute to the D.J. line up of any club let alone Megawoof. And with superb company in the form of pals Benoit, Cliniot, Jhonny, Enrico & especially Stephen, what more could we ask for? well nothing really.
In a club where boozing & cruising mix perfectly with dancing & prancing, where muscled hunks mix with muscle mary’s and where admirers of all of this are welcomed with open arms, in one of our favourite London club venues to boot, we can certainly see the attraction. Will we make another trip? well there is every chance, especially if there is the prospect of having as much fun as we had this time round. The next party in April has a “porn” theme, so will no doubt deliver plenty of raunchy action and we love a bit of that, so you may well catch us in Megawoof, seeking out the butch side in us, however small it may be. (DISCO MATT)
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