Party Monsters

[Margot]

The evening has come and you are being beckoned out of the house...where too though?

As you sitting in the car,with music blaring,next to an enthused friend who is reminding you that you two are going to ''go big!''. ''Aha, yes we are'', you say trying hard to scrounge up the enthusiasm.


Dont go out if you feel like staying in,if you feeling even a little tender,or if you feel like watching a movie. If you want to go out to watch a movie and you want an old school cinematic experience go to the original labia. Great!take your alchoholic friend there so he can glug down a bottle of cheap wine while you enjoy the mise en scene and wait for his boozed commentary.I've done it.You'll feel like a couple of kids again.

No, you say, you've decided out it is. Fair enough. There's no changing your mind. Well clearly there are various social scenes. The sects. Each clan has created their own unique den.

The first clan generally frequent town, whooaa, they are a fascinating lot.you'll find them at places like Orchard Bank and Evol or some unique Long street get-together. They really are a wierd group of people. Delightful really. They appear to be a part of the 'Emo' subculture, they have their own music they like to listen to too. They seem to be morbid as hell, no smiles allowed,so cooly depressed listening to angsty punk/rock/eighties beats, guys generally in skintight drainpipe pants, dark blazers, a shitload of horizontal stripes, long hair in faces, slim fit t-shirts with band names on, the Ramones seems to be a favourite.Girls with long hair and scraggly fringes or short completely mussed up hair donning skin tight leggings,heels in bright colours...makes you think they certainly got some great thrift shopping done at them there second hand stalls, most probably art, film, music or advertising students.Thrown in amongst them we have the glam rockers. This group of people are seemingly totally into the retro, intellectualizing and talent driven but all pride themselves in being offbeat and quirky in a jaded purist kind of a way...if there is one...

Then we have the complete opposite, the ''celebrities'' as i so affectionately term them. These folks probably do most of their shopping at Diesel, Levi's, Designers Imporium or, finance permitting, overseas. You'll find these ''cool cats'' at Ignite, Caprice [every sunday] , Saints or the new Rhodes house. This clan makes you feel like you've stepped into an mtv 'making of the video' skit, so much fun...but oh just a little contrived at times. The crowd definately consider themselves to be part of young hollywood. They wont miss a fashion beat. The vibe is ''let the good times roll'' as the girls reveal as much skin as possible, makeup glued on, to attract the wealthy older men who will be plugging them with alcohol for the rest of the evening making small talk which both parties will no doubt forget the next day. As the social lubricant flows so too does the party.By the end of the night the girls will be discussing the amount of ''useful connections'' they've made for the future, and the men will be leaving with a lighter wallet and if chance permits a boozed or coked up broad.

It's my opinion. It's your decision.

Now run along...oh and don't forget to ''go big!''

[Arian :)]

Aaah the truth of it all!

Years ago I once made the mistake of closely dressing as you'd call a 'celebrity' (but on a far more casual scale) and went to the 'rocker' Lounge. I've never felt more uncomfortable in my life, but I learnt a very good lesson in Cape Towns night-life unspoken codes and conducts - the clothing you wear is your lable, your identity and it's only etiquette to not mix the two. Ever.

But that was years ago.