May 2003. A weekend in Glasgow...
... will probably make you better appreciate
wherever it is you live or go out. Gorgonzola? Camembert? Danish Blue? Good
old Cheddar? Wherever I went, it was cheese, cheese and for dessert, how
about some cheese?
My exploits on this occasion were limited to the gay scene, which obviously
is giving people there what they want as both the main clubs and the proliferation
of pubs and bars were all busy, so perhaps the whole of the city's nightlife
should not be smeared with the same cheese knife. There is, after all, The
Arches, Glasgow's most famous venue, which hosts an eclectic selection
of events, (with Judge Jules and his acolyte Eddie
Halliwell due to play there the day after I left) and a variety
of other clubs and events. But like many other locations in the British
Isles today, the city's gay scene solely pumps out pop pap, and often not
very well. Glasgow's gay clubs and bars seem to have invented a new style
of DJing. This involves putting one record on one deck, and another, somewhat
unrelated record on the other, then, as if by magic, slamming over from
the first to the second. In other words, the concept of m-i-x-i-n-g the
tracks doesn't seem to have percolated this far North. Or maybe I've just
witnessed the cutting edge - the new style of non-mixing DJing which is
about the take the world by storm, god help us!
Clubs-wise Glasgow's gay scene splits between The
Polo Lounge and Bennets, with each having its
own feeder bar, Delmonaco's for the first and Sadie
Frosts for the second. For those who don't know it, a feeder bar
is a bar people go to before going on to a club, which promotes a specific
club. Sometimes they're owned by the same owners as the club, sometimes
they have some kind of arrangement.
In Glasgow's case both the clubs and many of the bars are extremely well-appointed.
They look new, very smart, have good sound systems and lighting and the
crowds at them are generally very friendly. The Polo Lounge seems to cater
for slightly older customers (more people in their twenties than Bennets?),
and Paul, the manager, says they are not a drugs orientated crowd. There
are two dance rooms, one playing cheese, and the other playing 70s and 80s
choons. The "chill-out" area is spacious with sumptuous deep sofas
and chairs. A classy place.
Bennets's crowd is younger, and well into glowsticks. This club also has
two dance rooms, one on each floor, one playing cheese, while the other
bills itself as playing harder dance music. I spent much of my time here
as Lisa Scott Lee, a Step, was making a personal live appearance in the
other room. (Incidentally, why on earth do places have to make an issue
of an artiste appearing "live". After all it's not like you're
going to mistake them for a corpse is it?). This was a mistake, as the DJ
in this supposedly harder room was a devotee, (if not the founder), of this
new style of non-mixing DJing. Believe me when I tell you that listening
to a bad DJ can make you feel physically sick.
Still the crowd were friendly, and definitely out
to have a good time, as you should be able to see from the pics.
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