INDUSTRI AT EASTER – THURSDAY 9TH APRIL
REVIEW FOR SEENQUEEN
With the prospect of five days of fun filled action you would have thought we would start things off slowly, but then your talking about us and since when have we done that?! Nevertheless with mega clubs to cover like Beyond, Matinee, Salvation & SuperMartXe, not to mention others like Circuit, Love Muscle, & newbie’s bpm, Hoof & Loaded (now how many is that,..1..2..3..), we certainly had our work cut out this Easter weekend. So you would have forgiven us for resting a little easy before the onslaught, but it was a Thursday and our weekend onslaught always starts on a Thursday, and you know where?!?
So what is the answer to where? yes of course it was, THE social soiree of gAylist London, Industri at Barcode Vauxhall, which has carved a real niche for itself since launching over a year ago (who can forget the first birthday bash) and a club that has made a huge impact on our lives, probably more than any other (& there are biggie’s out there..Crash, Trade!!). Normally falling on a school day, we tend show restraint, not over-doing it (shush Stephen, don’t tell), but with the following day being Good Friday rather than hangover (oops secret out) Friday, it was time to let our Industri hair down and really go for it. And with the extended opening hours of 9 p.m. till
4 a.m. coupled with the likelihood that many others, like us, would want to kick start their weekend off in style, it looked like being a busy one and the place to be.
Now, having missed out on our very first Industri just a week ago (don’t ask), text messages were flying in and even a phone call with the hostess nay goddess Minty ensued, to make sure that we were going to (in our words) be there! Well, that was in little doubt and arriving at just after 9 p.m., we found Barcode Vauxhall already filing quite nicely as we walked down towards the end of the bar, noticing her majesty Minty in her usual spot, holding court with a small crowd of scene faces. With no rest for the wicked, we said our hello’s and then immediately went to work on our laptop, finding a convenient space away from the risk of water spillages, to finish off important posts and social networking duties before concentrating on the real job in hand, having a good time.
The music was already pumping out across Barcode’s front room, courtesy of one half of the b2b (that’s back-to-back for the uninitiated) duo, Brent Nicholls, with the other half, Paul Heron in close attendance and about to take over for the first of many stints across the night. We bounded up to say greet them and remark on some of the past week’s happenings, although the duo were deeply interlocked in conversation, so we left them to their devices, returning to Minty and her building crowd of buddies, keeping one ear on the chat and the other on the music, which with Messrs Nicholls & Heron in charge was engaging to say the least. You can certainly expect funky, chunky, electro tainted, Latino twisted & dirty disco dipped tunes of superb quality here, the boys also using Industri as a test bed for new tracks & offerings they have discovered, which makes it a perfect place to get a preview of what’s about to be hot on the dancefloor.
With an eye on the clock, as we were due at the launch of a new club, Hoof, at around 10 p.m., we kind of knew it would be a struggle to tear ourselves away and as familiar faces continued to roll in, and then major Industri pals, Chris, Jeremy, Ian, Terry, David, Sofie, Matt…the list goes on (well it’s that sort of club) also arriving, we were already now running late for our romp over to Farringdon, but with our foot firmly down and asking the guys to hold the proverbial fort, we headed across town, leaving our favourite club for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a couple of hours. In that time, how the place had metamorphosised, as upon our return, not only was the front room packed to the rafters, but the back room was open too, with loads more milling around in-between, many of whom already looked worse for wear (mind you, we couldn’t talk either!).
The question now was, which room were we going to lay our hat, (eenie, meeni..) well rest it momentarily at least, although with the majority of our posse in the club space and Brent Nicholls in charge of the decks, it wasn’t a difficult choice to make and slipping into the festivities with consummate ease, we were well and truly back in the Industri thick of it. With the amazing laser lighting at full tilt, smoke billowing out across the dancefloor, which was full to brimming, it actually felt more like a Friday or Saturday night at BCV, not our favourite social soiree, but hey that is the magic of a Bank Holiday weekend (oh let it be a Bank Holiday weekend every week!!).
With the night still relatively young and most of our friends still intact (well to a fashion!), we lapped up the amazing atmosphere & the magnificent music Brent was delivering and when he played our fave of the moment (track 4!!!), our dancing groove hit overdrive, sending us into a dizzy delirium of happiness that ended up lasting all night, well as long as our sozzled memory would allow anyway. Brent was now well into his stride, seemingly right at home presiding over the club space and selecting one track after the other to truly delight us and the crowd around us, not holding back in any way. Minty was still holding court and with Paul Heron heading to the club room to re-assume his b2b routine with Brent, the evening was set to continue to go with a bang, without so much as a crash or a wallop. Stephen was still in close attendance, which was good as his presence meant that we managed to avoid the temptations of the podiums where we had come a cropper in big style jut a couple of Saturday’s before with our Fierce Intl pal Nik, rather simply bopping away, mid space, to the melodic delights of the dynamic duo in control of the D.J. decks.
We really didn’t want the night to end at all and with the arrival (well appearance anyway) of our South African friend Jacques, things could only get better. Camera’s began to click around us making it feel like photo time as Stephen aimed shot and fired us in digital mastery, quite how he could keep the camera steady we don’t know, but he did and we have the evidence to prove it!!. As much as we were having so much fun with all (well nearly all) of our bestest buddy’s around us, the inevitable was bound to happen and with our minds wandering to thoughts of the massive weekend undertakings ahead, we made our leave of Barcode Vauxhall, taking the short if but hazy filled trip home to sleep and recapture some of the magical moments of Industri at its superlative best.
Now, you could possibly, probably put the phenomenal success of Industri at Easter down to just that, Easter, as many would have had the luxury of not getting up in the morning. Well Easter or not, the party goers came, which can be more than said for some other events over this long Bank Holiday and with one of the best D.J combos around, both performing magnificently, with Minty at the helm holding proceedings together brilliantly and the social soiree theme of this club night gushing through the whole night, it deserved to be busy and we couldn’t have asked for more to get our weekend off to a fabulous start. Industri is for ingenuity, Industri is for incredibleness and Industri is, well, for Industri, rock on and keep it coming. (DISCO MATT)
REVIEW FOR SEENQUEEN
With the prospect of five days of fun filled action you would have thought we would start things off slowly, but then your talking about us and since when have we done that?! Nevertheless with mega clubs to cover like Beyond, Matinee, Salvation & SuperMartXe, not to mention others like Circuit, Love Muscle, & newbie’s bpm, Hoof & Loaded (now how many is that,..1..2..3..), we certainly had our work cut out this Easter weekend. So you would have forgiven us for resting a little easy before the onslaught, but it was a Thursday and our weekend onslaught always starts on a Thursday, and you know where?!?
So what is the answer to where? yes of course it was, THE social soiree of gAylist London, Industri at Barcode Vauxhall, which has carved a real niche for itself since launching over a year ago (who can forget the first birthday bash) and a club that has made a huge impact on our lives, probably more than any other (& there are biggie’s out there..Crash, Trade!!). Normally falling on a school day, we tend show restraint, not over-doing it (shush Stephen, don’t tell), but with the following day being Good Friday rather than hangover (oops secret out) Friday, it was time to let our Industri hair down and really go for it. And with the extended opening hours of 9 p.m. till
4 a.m. coupled with the likelihood that many others, like us, would want to kick start their weekend off in style, it looked like being a busy one and the place to be.
Now, having missed out on our very first Industri just a week ago (don’t ask), text messages were flying in and even a phone call with the hostess nay goddess Minty ensued, to make sure that we were going to (in our words) be there! Well, that was in little doubt and arriving at just after 9 p.m., we found Barcode Vauxhall already filing quite nicely as we walked down towards the end of the bar, noticing her majesty Minty in her usual spot, holding court with a small crowd of scene faces. With no rest for the wicked, we said our hello’s and then immediately went to work on our laptop, finding a convenient space away from the risk of water spillages, to finish off important posts and social networking duties before concentrating on the real job in hand, having a good time.
The music was already pumping out across Barcode’s front room, courtesy of one half of the b2b (that’s back-to-back for the uninitiated) duo, Brent Nicholls, with the other half, Paul Heron in close attendance and about to take over for the first of many stints across the night. We bounded up to say greet them and remark on some of the past week’s happenings, although the duo were deeply interlocked in conversation, so we left them to their devices, returning to Minty and her building crowd of buddies, keeping one ear on the chat and the other on the music, which with Messrs Nicholls & Heron in charge was engaging to say the least. You can certainly expect funky, chunky, electro tainted, Latino twisted & dirty disco dipped tunes of superb quality here, the boys also using Industri as a test bed for new tracks & offerings they have discovered, which makes it a perfect place to get a preview of what’s about to be hot on the dancefloor.
With an eye on the clock, as we were due at the launch of a new club, Hoof, at around 10 p.m., we kind of knew it would be a struggle to tear ourselves away and as familiar faces continued to roll in, and then major Industri pals, Chris, Jeremy, Ian, Terry, David, Sofie, Matt…the list goes on (well it’s that sort of club) also arriving, we were already now running late for our romp over to Farringdon, but with our foot firmly down and asking the guys to hold the proverbial fort, we headed across town, leaving our favourite club for what seemed like an eternity, but was actually only a couple of hours. In that time, how the place had metamorphosised, as upon our return, not only was the front room packed to the rafters, but the back room was open too, with loads more milling around in-between, many of whom already looked worse for wear (mind you, we couldn’t talk either!).
The question now was, which room were we going to lay our hat, (eenie, meeni..) well rest it momentarily at least, although with the majority of our posse in the club space and Brent Nicholls in charge of the decks, it wasn’t a difficult choice to make and slipping into the festivities with consummate ease, we were well and truly back in the Industri thick of it. With the amazing laser lighting at full tilt, smoke billowing out across the dancefloor, which was full to brimming, it actually felt more like a Friday or Saturday night at BCV, not our favourite social soiree, but hey that is the magic of a Bank Holiday weekend (oh let it be a Bank Holiday weekend every week!!).
With the night still relatively young and most of our friends still intact (well to a fashion!), we lapped up the amazing atmosphere & the magnificent music Brent was delivering and when he played our fave of the moment (track 4!!!), our dancing groove hit overdrive, sending us into a dizzy delirium of happiness that ended up lasting all night, well as long as our sozzled memory would allow anyway. Brent was now well into his stride, seemingly right at home presiding over the club space and selecting one track after the other to truly delight us and the crowd around us, not holding back in any way. Minty was still holding court and with Paul Heron heading to the club room to re-assume his b2b routine with Brent, the evening was set to continue to go with a bang, without so much as a crash or a wallop. Stephen was still in close attendance, which was good as his presence meant that we managed to avoid the temptations of the podiums where we had come a cropper in big style jut a couple of Saturday’s before with our Fierce Intl pal Nik, rather simply bopping away, mid space, to the melodic delights of the dynamic duo in control of the D.J. decks.
We really didn’t want the night to end at all and with the arrival (well appearance anyway) of our South African friend Jacques, things could only get better. Camera’s began to click around us making it feel like photo time as Stephen aimed shot and fired us in digital mastery, quite how he could keep the camera steady we don’t know, but he did and we have the evidence to prove it!!. As much as we were having so much fun with all (well nearly all) of our bestest buddy’s around us, the inevitable was bound to happen and with our minds wandering to thoughts of the massive weekend undertakings ahead, we made our leave of Barcode Vauxhall, taking the short if but hazy filled trip home to sleep and recapture some of the magical moments of Industri at its superlative best.
Now, you could possibly, probably put the phenomenal success of Industri at Easter down to just that, Easter, as many would have had the luxury of not getting up in the morning. Well Easter or not, the party goers came, which can be more than said for some other events over this long Bank Holiday and with one of the best D.J combos around, both performing magnificently, with Minty at the helm holding proceedings together brilliantly and the social soiree theme of this club night gushing through the whole night, it deserved to be busy and we couldn’t have asked for more to get our weekend off to a fabulous start. Industri is for ingenuity, Industri is for incredibleness and Industri is, well, for Industri, rock on and keep it coming. (DISCO MATT)
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