![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Not so much club hopping as club leaping.
May. 17th, 2015 11:16 amClub #1: Neighbours for the Hot Flash queer ladies' monthly, which was a last minute decision based on the stated intention of a couple of my friends to go. I go, I snag a table, they don't show for quite a while. (In their defense, I was there crazy early.) I see a group of painfully young and lovely women there with some women more or less my age. 'OK,' thinks I, 'big age gaps happen within queer couples.'
Wrong. I got to talking to them - one of them had glow sticks, and you know how ravers can't resist them. The older women were a) a family friend who was just in the process of coming out at the age of 54 (!) and b) the mother (!!) of one of the younger girls, who was there for her 21st birthday party.
Think about that. She came to a gay bar with her daughter. I mean, from a parental perspective you want to make sure that 21st birthday party doesn't get too out of hand, but how many mothers would do that, even today? That's... kind of excellent.
Club #2: Ceremony at Re-bar, mainly to say hi to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
cupcake_goth & her StuntHusband, give her the nitty gritty about Much Younger Woman, and appall her by swinging the glow stick around.
Club #3: Krakt at Substation. Substation is a new venue in Frelard across the street from - wait for it - the electrical substation on 45th NW. I'm pretty sure that it was until recently a light industrial space; it has that bare-bones, old school vibe. It's the first place I've been in that had sound-absorbing panels on the walls to help with the acoustics, and they worked really well.
Krakt is Kristina Childs's night, and last night was the reboot after a long hiatus. The music was atonal, but not to the point of wankery. I came for Milkplant but ended up staying for a guy called Eugene Fauntleroy. (He looks east Asian. I'm guessing maybe a pro name.) He definitely had a groove going in the smaller of the two rooms, which only had one light that wasn't part of the audio system. Kristina said, "Usually he's just a house DJ, but I made him do techno." Yeah, she's a bit snobby about such things, but I can't fault her decision. Trust a house guy to put some there there in an otherwise spare techno set.
Cover was a bit steep because I showed up so late, so no more booze for me. The crowd wasn't as big as it could have been at 0200, and somebody was telling be that was because Frelard was too far out of the way. (?!) He also told me Ramiro Gutierrez had drawn 400 people there last weekend. I don't want Krakt to go away again.
Wrong. I got to talking to them - one of them had glow sticks, and you know how ravers can't resist them. The older women were a) a family friend who was just in the process of coming out at the age of 54 (!) and b) the mother (!!) of one of the younger girls, who was there for her 21st birthday party.
Think about that. She came to a gay bar with her daughter. I mean, from a parental perspective you want to make sure that 21st birthday party doesn't get too out of hand, but how many mothers would do that, even today? That's... kind of excellent.
Club #2: Ceremony at Re-bar, mainly to say hi to
cupcake_goth & her StuntHusband, give her the nitty gritty about Much Younger Woman, and appall her by swinging the glow stick around.Club #3: Krakt at Substation. Substation is a new venue in Frelard across the street from - wait for it - the electrical substation on 45th NW. I'm pretty sure that it was until recently a light industrial space; it has that bare-bones, old school vibe. It's the first place I've been in that had sound-absorbing panels on the walls to help with the acoustics, and they worked really well.
Krakt is Kristina Childs's night, and last night was the reboot after a long hiatus. The music was atonal, but not to the point of wankery. I came for Milkplant but ended up staying for a guy called Eugene Fauntleroy. (He looks east Asian. I'm guessing maybe a pro name.) He definitely had a groove going in the smaller of the two rooms, which only had one light that wasn't part of the audio system. Kristina said, "Usually he's just a house DJ, but I made him do techno." Yeah, she's a bit snobby about such things, but I can't fault her decision. Trust a house guy to put some there there in an otherwise spare techno set.
Cover was a bit steep because I showed up so late, so no more booze for me. The crowd wasn't as big as it could have been at 0200, and somebody was telling be that was because Frelard was too far out of the way. (?!) He also told me Ramiro Gutierrez had drawn 400 people there last weekend. I don't want Krakt to go away again.
