[Xu]
[Left to Right: Frenchy, Brimley, Rustpuss, PrayonKid]
[Mmm.. :)]
[Greenshirt]
[Atif caught me coming back from the bar]
[The omnipresent LapSap effigy]Friday, 10th October, 11 p.m: We've been sitting downstairs at P.P for about 30 mins now. Conversation is subdued and my knee wont stop jerking up and down under the table. My friends are reluctant to go upstairs because, well frankly, they're abit lame.
11.01 p.m: I tell them I'll see them upstairs, I head inside, squeezing past a few bodies. I reach the stairs, expecting to have my name queried by the lady like last time, however who do I see there? Xu and Lau in the flesh. They ask me to stick my arm out to be stamped. Confused, I asked them "You not gonna ask me for my name?" Lau pressed the stamp on my arm and said "Go up, we recognise you." Guess all that FaceBooking work paid off!
I head upstairs and all I see is a throng of bodies mashed together. The 'Press' were armed with their SLR cameras in one hand, and wireless external flash devices in the other, squeezing past sweaty bodies and taking skilled photos at every opportune moment. Poses were being striked left, right and center. The dancing was very much still subdued, only a few alcohol-fuelled bodies were moving about on the spot. The more energetic and daring of them were gravitating towards the front where the DJ stand is usually set up. So what do you do when there's a gravitational pull? Well you just do what Neil Armstrong did and do a little leap for mankind. In this case, I did several little leaps for music kind. I immediately made a beeline for the DJ stand, the familiar Pioneer CDJ's and Mixers were set up and operational. On the deck was a man in a green shirt, whom I can only deduce was 1/4 of the infamous Twilight Action Girl. He was playing a boring little Kaiser Chiefs song that everyone was stark raving mad for. Anyway, I positioned myself more or less in the center, between the Left and Right speakers (the acoustics of the room aren't that brilliant) and started to bob my head a little, painfully aware that people were looking at me and I was alone.
All of a sudden, the noise stopped, and a familiar bone-stringed guitar intro came on. I was confused, my mind was reeling, for some reason the names Little Richard and Chuck Berry sprang to mind, it was only when I heard "So shake.." that my mind instantly screamed BEATLES. He played Twist and Shout!!!!!!! Fucking Mega it was... I think that was the point in the night when "Me and Them" transmogrified into "We and Us". I melded in completely with everyone else, there was spiritual harmony, the chi was balanced. After Twist and Shout ended, he played a CHINESE MANDARIN cover of Can't Buy Me Love. This seemed to put everyone a little off colour and Greenshirt immediately sensed it, though I quite liked it, grinning like an idiot. Greenshirt scrambled through his Pocket of CDs and stuck another disc on. Immediately I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see my 3 friends who decided to take a visit to Upstairsland. I felt a bit better I wasn't alone anymore, then I felt a LOT better when the infamous drum intro for The Stroke's "Reptilia" came on. I waited for the blinding rush of guitar, and threw my arms in the air, shredding my air guitar. I saw other air-Stratocasters, air-Epiphones and air-Les Pauls being played as well.
After about 30 mins more, I found myself suddenly getting further and further away from the front as people continued to push by me. I turned my head around and found that the before-dead behind crowd was now swathing around like the front crowd. This party had just kicked off.
My eyes cut to my left and a tall figure with long hair and a motorbike helmet was following a shorter long-haired character to the DJ stand with remarkable speed. Realising it was Xu and Lau, I reached out and tapped the top of his helmet. I don't know why. I found a before-buried store of energy released as I realised; LapSap are here!! It was time for the elektro-cution.
Lau jumped on a stool behind the DJ stand and seduced the crowd with his energy, he shouted and screamed like a Gospel Preacher with his hands in the air, signalling he wanted more from Us. So We gave it to him. After a finish up from TAG, the pair donned their cans (that's headphones for you and me) and kicked the real party off with the BoysNoize remix of Feist's My Moon My Man.
The rest of the night was a big blur, throughout the course of the night I met a couple of my brother's friends, an old schoolmate (who unnnervingly winked at me) and a recurring scenester whom I abhor who decided to share my spot.
For the most part, I was in a deep trance, my feet, hands and neck would not stop moving. I didn't leave the dancefloor except for a quick bathroom break and a cold beer on the way back. One of the highpoints of the night was when LapSap played Armand van Helden's heavy, bass-laden mix of Shinichi Osawa's cover of The Chemical Brother's (phew that's alot of of's) legendary "Star Guitar". Another highlight was when Lapsap played a track unbeknownst to me, but it was an ABSOLUTE STOMPER. I have to assimilate that track into my music library. The best bit was when Digitalism's aptly named Pogo was roaring at full-pace [YES THEY FINALLY PLAYED DIGITALISM!!], with LapSap touching the song up in all the right places, and as I was jumping and chanting along "WE COULD GET SO WASTED, IF YOU WOULD'VE COME!" with the song, another hand squeezed me on the shoulder (a common greeting it seems) and I saw another familiar face, Henry! I pointed him at the direction of the bar and continued to abuse my lungs and throat, and it dawned on me that I was wishing someone special came tonight with me :)
By the time I felt a little worse for wear, I noticed it was 2 a.m. "Three hours I've been on the dancefloor" I thought to myself, I think it's time to get home. Full of sweat, my head swimming with daze and a feeling of happiness flowing through my body, I cut through the heathing mass of flesh and sweat, and descended the stairs to an entirely different world. I realised I'd gone half deaf and everything sounded like I was in an astronaut's suit. My mind had shrunk and my body had become the Yellow Submarine. I met up with my mates outside, grabbed a well deserved drink, and finally made my way home.
All in all, We sang when We were meant to, and We danced when We were meant to, what a bloody good night.
Will try and get some photos up soon (I wish I had a camera),
Love; the Prayon Kid.
Edit: Photos are up! Find more here!
11.01 p.m: I tell them I'll see them upstairs, I head inside, squeezing past a few bodies. I reach the stairs, expecting to have my name queried by the lady like last time, however who do I see there? Xu and Lau in the flesh. They ask me to stick my arm out to be stamped. Confused, I asked them "You not gonna ask me for my name?" Lau pressed the stamp on my arm and said "Go up, we recognise you." Guess all that FaceBooking work paid off!
I head upstairs and all I see is a throng of bodies mashed together. The 'Press' were armed with their SLR cameras in one hand, and wireless external flash devices in the other, squeezing past sweaty bodies and taking skilled photos at every opportune moment. Poses were being striked left, right and center. The dancing was very much still subdued, only a few alcohol-fuelled bodies were moving about on the spot. The more energetic and daring of them were gravitating towards the front where the DJ stand is usually set up. So what do you do when there's a gravitational pull? Well you just do what Neil Armstrong did and do a little leap for mankind. In this case, I did several little leaps for music kind. I immediately made a beeline for the DJ stand, the familiar Pioneer CDJ's and Mixers were set up and operational. On the deck was a man in a green shirt, whom I can only deduce was 1/4 of the infamous Twilight Action Girl. He was playing a boring little Kaiser Chiefs song that everyone was stark raving mad for. Anyway, I positioned myself more or less in the center, between the Left and Right speakers (the acoustics of the room aren't that brilliant) and started to bob my head a little, painfully aware that people were looking at me and I was alone.
All of a sudden, the noise stopped, and a familiar bone-stringed guitar intro came on. I was confused, my mind was reeling, for some reason the names Little Richard and Chuck Berry sprang to mind, it was only when I heard "So shake.." that my mind instantly screamed BEATLES. He played Twist and Shout!!!!!!! Fucking Mega it was... I think that was the point in the night when "Me and Them" transmogrified into "We and Us". I melded in completely with everyone else, there was spiritual harmony, the chi was balanced. After Twist and Shout ended, he played a CHINESE MANDARIN cover of Can't Buy Me Love. This seemed to put everyone a little off colour and Greenshirt immediately sensed it, though I quite liked it, grinning like an idiot. Greenshirt scrambled through his Pocket of CDs and stuck another disc on. Immediately I felt a hand on my shoulder and I turned to see my 3 friends who decided to take a visit to Upstairsland. I felt a bit better I wasn't alone anymore, then I felt a LOT better when the infamous drum intro for The Stroke's "Reptilia" came on. I waited for the blinding rush of guitar, and threw my arms in the air, shredding my air guitar. I saw other air-Stratocasters, air-Epiphones and air-Les Pauls being played as well.
After about 30 mins more, I found myself suddenly getting further and further away from the front as people continued to push by me. I turned my head around and found that the before-dead behind crowd was now swathing around like the front crowd. This party had just kicked off.
My eyes cut to my left and a tall figure with long hair and a motorbike helmet was following a shorter long-haired character to the DJ stand with remarkable speed. Realising it was Xu and Lau, I reached out and tapped the top of his helmet. I don't know why. I found a before-buried store of energy released as I realised; LapSap are here!! It was time for the elektro-cution.
Lau jumped on a stool behind the DJ stand and seduced the crowd with his energy, he shouted and screamed like a Gospel Preacher with his hands in the air, signalling he wanted more from Us. So We gave it to him. After a finish up from TAG, the pair donned their cans (that's headphones for you and me) and kicked the real party off with the BoysNoize remix of Feist's My Moon My Man.
The rest of the night was a big blur, throughout the course of the night I met a couple of my brother's friends, an old schoolmate (who unnnervingly winked at me) and a recurring scenester whom I abhor who decided to share my spot.
For the most part, I was in a deep trance, my feet, hands and neck would not stop moving. I didn't leave the dancefloor except for a quick bathroom break and a cold beer on the way back. One of the highpoints of the night was when LapSap played Armand van Helden's heavy, bass-laden mix of Shinichi Osawa's cover of The Chemical Brother's (phew that's alot of of's) legendary "Star Guitar". Another highlight was when Lapsap played a track unbeknownst to me, but it was an ABSOLUTE STOMPER. I have to assimilate that track into my music library. The best bit was when Digitalism's aptly named Pogo was roaring at full-pace [YES THEY FINALLY PLAYED DIGITALISM!!], with LapSap touching the song up in all the right places, and as I was jumping and chanting along "WE COULD GET SO WASTED, IF YOU WOULD'VE COME!" with the song, another hand squeezed me on the shoulder (a common greeting it seems) and I saw another familiar face, Henry! I pointed him at the direction of the bar and continued to abuse my lungs and throat, and it dawned on me that I was wishing someone special came tonight with me :)
By the time I felt a little worse for wear, I noticed it was 2 a.m. "Three hours I've been on the dancefloor" I thought to myself, I think it's time to get home. Full of sweat, my head swimming with daze and a feeling of happiness flowing through my body, I cut through the heathing mass of flesh and sweat, and descended the stairs to an entirely different world. I realised I'd gone half deaf and everything sounded like I was in an astronaut's suit. My mind had shrunk and my body had become the Yellow Submarine. I met up with my mates outside, grabbed a well deserved drink, and finally made my way home.
All in all, We sang when We were meant to, and We danced when We were meant to, what a bloody good night.
Will try and get some photos up soon (I wish I had a camera),
Love; the Prayon Kid.
Edit: Photos are up! Find more here!
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