RAPIDO @ KOKO CLUB – SUNDAY 1ST MARCH
REVIEW FOR SSENQUEEN
Having missed out on the last party back in December, which received some amazing comments and feedback, we were certainly not going to miss out this time round, with the Amsterdam giant swinging into Camden Town in true euro-style fashion, filing what was already a very busy weekend in Disco Matt land.
So, on the back of a hectic “super Saturday” (so called) and needing to squeeze so much into such a small window of opportunity before the 8 p.m. Rapido arrival deadline, waving bon voyage to Brent Nicholls at BCV – off to Sydney Mardi Gras, the lucky bunny, and then joining Revolver superstar performer pal D.J. Danny Verde for a farewell supper before his return to his native Milan, sandwiched by a dash into Rupert St to catch up with D.J. Alessandro, Camden was calling on us loud and clear, so we made haste as well as speed and hit club Koko, admittedly later than planned, at about 8.30 p.m.
Being greeted by the most engaging drag queen of a door hostess we have seen in a long while, who gave us incredible banter amongst such a warming welcome, it was already clear this night was going to be extra special. Being Koko virgins, we tip toed our way into the club, gingerly finding our way past the coatcheck and into what can only be described at the most wonderful setting we have seen for a club since the heady days of Café De Paris!! Think of that and so much more, as we gazed down onto the expansive space, already full with revellers soaking up the atmosphere in this tremendous setting. Yes, we had arrived too late to enjoy Italian stallion Pagano’s set, who was dishing his usual delights up first, but we did have the amazing Max Morel to look forward to, together with Italiano Giangi Cappai, who was making a real mark on the massive room that was the beautiful Koko theatrical club space.
Having also, apparently missed out on the main show, we actually thought we had not really missed anything as we spotted the handsome Mark M Forms, head of the Fierce Intl crew of dancers, striding one of the big podiums, having the best vantage point to see his go-go boys in action. And what a show they were performing, with (yet again) amazing costumes befitting the macho image that is clearly Rapido, but not just that, but two guys standing extra tall on stage, pinned on stilts and gyrating to the sounds in pure acrobatic synchronisation, which had us and the crowd completely spellbound.
It was fair to say that this Rapido crowd was the most sexy & jaw-droppingly gorgeous we have seen anywhere, with muscles & brawn being the recipe right across the club and even our slight frame (fitter for all our recent cycling) seemingly unambiguous amongst the macho men around us, as we stripped down to our waist to join in the fun. Accompanied by our Industri pal Stephen, for the second night in a row, also spotting old (not old as in old if you get our drift) Trade baby Rob as well as new found friend Demetrious (what a looker!!), we seemed right at home, even if it was our first outing to this magnificent event.
But our night was just going to get better & better, as a whole series of stage shows were intermixed by truly fabulous euro-style house heavenly tunes in the hands of Giangi Cappai and then Amsterdam D.J. mogul Max Morel. So good it was, we simply couldn’t stop indulging, trading spots around the dancefloor and feeling engulfed by the whole atmosphere. And we continued to bump into familiar faces, Gabriele Cutrano & man friend, Tamsin Roberts, who had made a speedy journey from an inbound flight (she doesn’t know when to stop partying – well like us actually!) even Stephen Sharp, who had torn himself away from Vauxhall to not miss out on what was the best party, not just of the weekend, not just of the month (well, not difficult as it was the first day of March), but actually the best of the year so far. Think of the best Matinee party (the last being a perfect example) and times it by ten, that is how good Rapido was becoming.
Yet more spectacular stage appearances were made by Mark’s Fierce crew, this time sporting bucket full's of neon light sticks, hurling them into the crowd in gay abandon, the masses lapping them up, waving them around in hands, putting them in indescribable places, all truly lighting up the whole space, not that it really needed it, as, when in a momentary gaze above, we spotted the elegant & gigantic chandeliers hanging from the ceiling up high, then viewing the production the Rapido team had adorned this splendid Koko space with, not to mention the superb lighting, not just on the stage, not just behind the D.J. booth, but around the whole room.
Pausing for breath, we headed to the bar for energy boosting refreshments & what an awesome bar space it was, with red illuminated shelf after shelf providing an incredible backdrop, and with subtle touches like freshly cut oranges on the bar and lollipops a plenty on offer, it was clear the Koko team knew the score here, pandering to all us disco heads who were indulging in you know what, as if we really didn’t need assistance to thoroughly enjoy this dazzling experience.
With our friend Stephen retiring for the night, we completely let ourselves go and rubbed shoulders with muscle queens, euro hunks and hedonistic party peeps, one of which made a considerable move on us, although we were so consumed with the music, we hardly reacted (what is wrong with you man!), simply continuing to dance away to the mixing magic of Max More and with the stilted dancers mixing in with the crowd, it doesn’t get any better than this!. But, with the inevitable call of work, we eventually tore ourselves away from the dancefloor, to make our way home, taking the long trip from Camden to Clapham, with the biggest post club smile on our face we have had in many a year.
So, what did we think of Rapido at the Koko club? Well, the venue was indescribably perfect in every way. The music was top notch in true continental style, the stage shows in the hands of Mark M Forms Fierce Intl crew, simply phenomenal & the best we have seen anywhere, the lighting & production first class, but the overridingly incredibly sexy, seductive, handsome, hunky & (dare we say it again – we have to!) jaw-droppingly gorgeous crowd we have ever experienced, the true highlight of the evening.
On our way home, we were simply lost for words of how to describe how brilliant Rapido was. But we can say this, it was more mesmeretic than Matinee, better than Beyond, more spectacular than SuperMartXe, but not just that, Rapdio was a proper, pukka 100%, glorious exquisite, real, fabulous, magnificent, wonderful club event in every way. All we can say is wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! We and London have experienced a club that has really pushed out the boundaries, setting the standard really high and leaving us to only imagine what is ever going to surpass Rapido. Our thanks go out, not only to Simon Patrick & his team, but to everyone that touched our night. We were so privileged to be part of this incredible venture and have never had so much pleasure in reporting on what was a hugely successful party. We are truly awe-inspired. (DISCO MATT)
REVIEW FOR SSENQUEEN
Having missed out on the last party back in December, which received some amazing comments and feedback, we were certainly not going to miss out this time round, with the Amsterdam giant swinging into Camden Town in true euro-style fashion, filing what was already a very busy weekend in Disco Matt land.
So, on the back of a hectic “super Saturday” (so called) and needing to squeeze so much into such a small window of opportunity before the 8 p.m. Rapido arrival deadline, waving bon voyage to Brent Nicholls at BCV – off to Sydney Mardi Gras, the lucky bunny, and then joining Revolver superstar performer pal D.J. Danny Verde for a farewell supper before his return to his native Milan, sandwiched by a dash into Rupert St to catch up with D.J. Alessandro, Camden was calling on us loud and clear, so we made haste as well as speed and hit club Koko, admittedly later than planned, at about 8.30 p.m.
Being greeted by the most engaging drag queen of a door hostess we have seen in a long while, who gave us incredible banter amongst such a warming welcome, it was already clear this night was going to be extra special. Being Koko virgins, we tip toed our way into the club, gingerly finding our way past the coatcheck and into what can only be described at the most wonderful setting we have seen for a club since the heady days of Café De Paris!! Think of that and so much more, as we gazed down onto the expansive space, already full with revellers soaking up the atmosphere in this tremendous setting. Yes, we had arrived too late to enjoy Italian stallion Pagano’s set, who was dishing his usual delights up first, but we did have the amazing Max Morel to look forward to, together with Italiano Giangi Cappai, who was making a real mark on the massive room that was the beautiful Koko theatrical club space.
Having also, apparently missed out on the main show, we actually thought we had not really missed anything as we spotted the handsome Mark M Forms, head of the Fierce Intl crew of dancers, striding one of the big podiums, having the best vantage point to see his go-go boys in action. And what a show they were performing, with (yet again) amazing costumes befitting the macho image that is clearly Rapido, but not just that, but two guys standing extra tall on stage, pinned on stilts and gyrating to the sounds in pure acrobatic synchronisation, which had us and the crowd completely spellbound.
It was fair to say that this Rapido crowd was the most sexy & jaw-droppingly gorgeous we have seen anywhere, with muscles & brawn being the recipe right across the club and even our slight frame (fitter for all our recent cycling) seemingly unambiguous amongst the macho men around us, as we stripped down to our waist to join in the fun. Accompanied by our Industri pal Stephen, for the second night in a row, also spotting old (not old as in old if you get our drift) Trade baby Rob as well as new found friend Demetrious (what a looker!!), we seemed right at home, even if it was our first outing to this magnificent event.
But our night was just going to get better & better, as a whole series of stage shows were intermixed by truly fabulous euro-style house heavenly tunes in the hands of Giangi Cappai and then Amsterdam D.J. mogul Max Morel. So good it was, we simply couldn’t stop indulging, trading spots around the dancefloor and feeling engulfed by the whole atmosphere. And we continued to bump into familiar faces, Gabriele Cutrano & man friend, Tamsin Roberts, who had made a speedy journey from an inbound flight (she doesn’t know when to stop partying – well like us actually!) even Stephen Sharp, who had torn himself away from Vauxhall to not miss out on what was the best party, not just of the weekend, not just of the month (well, not difficult as it was the first day of March), but actually the best of the year so far. Think of the best Matinee party (the last being a perfect example) and times it by ten, that is how good Rapido was becoming.
Yet more spectacular stage appearances were made by Mark’s Fierce crew, this time sporting bucket full's of neon light sticks, hurling them into the crowd in gay abandon, the masses lapping them up, waving them around in hands, putting them in indescribable places, all truly lighting up the whole space, not that it really needed it, as, when in a momentary gaze above, we spotted the elegant & gigantic chandeliers hanging from the ceiling up high, then viewing the production the Rapido team had adorned this splendid Koko space with, not to mention the superb lighting, not just on the stage, not just behind the D.J. booth, but around the whole room.
Pausing for breath, we headed to the bar for energy boosting refreshments & what an awesome bar space it was, with red illuminated shelf after shelf providing an incredible backdrop, and with subtle touches like freshly cut oranges on the bar and lollipops a plenty on offer, it was clear the Koko team knew the score here, pandering to all us disco heads who were indulging in you know what, as if we really didn’t need assistance to thoroughly enjoy this dazzling experience.
With our friend Stephen retiring for the night, we completely let ourselves go and rubbed shoulders with muscle queens, euro hunks and hedonistic party peeps, one of which made a considerable move on us, although we were so consumed with the music, we hardly reacted (what is wrong with you man!), simply continuing to dance away to the mixing magic of Max More and with the stilted dancers mixing in with the crowd, it doesn’t get any better than this!. But, with the inevitable call of work, we eventually tore ourselves away from the dancefloor, to make our way home, taking the long trip from Camden to Clapham, with the biggest post club smile on our face we have had in many a year.
So, what did we think of Rapido at the Koko club? Well, the venue was indescribably perfect in every way. The music was top notch in true continental style, the stage shows in the hands of Mark M Forms Fierce Intl crew, simply phenomenal & the best we have seen anywhere, the lighting & production first class, but the overridingly incredibly sexy, seductive, handsome, hunky & (dare we say it again – we have to!) jaw-droppingly gorgeous crowd we have ever experienced, the true highlight of the evening.
On our way home, we were simply lost for words of how to describe how brilliant Rapido was. But we can say this, it was more mesmeretic than Matinee, better than Beyond, more spectacular than SuperMartXe, but not just that, Rapdio was a proper, pukka 100%, glorious exquisite, real, fabulous, magnificent, wonderful club event in every way. All we can say is wow! wow! wow! wow! wow! We and London have experienced a club that has really pushed out the boundaries, setting the standard really high and leaving us to only imagine what is ever going to surpass Rapido. Our thanks go out, not only to Simon Patrick & his team, but to everyone that touched our night. We were so privileged to be part of this incredible venture and have never had so much pleasure in reporting on what was a hugely successful party. We are truly awe-inspired. (DISCO MATT)
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