Friday, January 03, 2014

New Year's Eve at The Egg

There are 3 occasions of the year I despise.  More than any other is Valentine’s Day.  Next up is Halloween.  Then comes New Year’s Eve.  Overpriced and packed with nobheads.  I was reluctant to go out, I really could not afford to do so but eventually I cracked and was persuaded otherwise.  Maybe this would be the night that finally made me appreciate New Year’s Eve.

It was the first time that I had been into London for New Year.  We seemed to choose the most convoluted way to get there upon arriving into London Paddington with 2 tubes, 1 overground and a 20 minute walk, via an Irish country-folk sing-along pub.  Normally I investigate the quickest route myself but I had forgotten this part – on the way back I figured out it actually only required 1 tube and a 20 minute walk.

Pleasingly easy to get into The Egg once we finally arrived, a short queue to get in and equally so for the cloakroom queue.  Other clubs take note please.  Managed a get a beer in time for midnight and headed to the dancefloor.  Midnight passed without incident.  Immediately followed by turgidly cheesy music.  Celebrate good times indeed.

Tania Vulcano then came on and played a really good, groovy house set with touches of more minimal sounds.  Pretty much my ideal music.  Sadly the room was unbearably hot and I could only manage relatively short periods inside – not to mention a few people that were utterly stinking.  Please may I request that if you are going to share a dancefloor with me to get a shower and use anti-persperant before going to a nightclub.  Oh yeah and if you are going to take ecstasy please take a shit before you go out – someone had seemingly emptied their bowels in their assumes this was the reason anyway.

Cassy followed and was also very good, a class act as usual, though again the heat was unbearable – as it was in all rooms with sweat dripping from the ceiling in the main room.  Not sure if I like that or not – I was hardly unsweaty myself before I got continuously dripped on so I guess it equals it out - it gives it a certain atmosphere but it is a touch minging.  Maybe I am too much of a snob.

Then shortly after 3am I was in the middle of an incident which totally put a dampener on my night.  My blog is not the place to go into details but it totally ruined my night and put me on an unrecoverable downer.  Caused by a member of the club’s staff and absolutely disgraceful behaviour.  A full complaint will be made.

I stayed for a while but my mood was soured, I tried not to let on to anyone else I was with the extent of how pissed off I was - not wanting to put a downer on anyone else’s night, most of my friends seemed to have a really good time but the rest of the night was a struggle for me to get through.  I ended up wishing that I had stayed in and had a midnight dump like my original plan.

On the bright side I did get to spend new year with some of my very dearest friends, there was a variety of mostly good music,  good sound-systems, plus I met some nice people (and a few tossers, not to mention being serenaded by a group of foot-shufflers on my way out which was a wonderfully ironic way to finish off a disappointing night).  All things in a non-comedown perspective it certainly could have been worse.  Life isn’t perfect and my disappointing night of course pales into insignificance compared to the hardships many across the world face - and I was reminded of the fragility of life just this morning.  I am well aware and thankful of the blessed life I am lucky to have.

Annoyingly we then went on a wild goose chase trying to find the cloakroom (I knew where it was but I was being ignored!)  But had we actutally not wandered around pointlessly we could have been caught up in a rather nasty violent incident as someone was seriously kicking off at the exit.  As I said it could have been much worse.

Still my worst night out of 2013 by a long-shot and hopefully my only bad night out of 2014.  It will probably be the last time that I go into London for New Year.  And certainly the last time I go to The Egg.  A total waste of money I didn’t have and I am rather pissed off with myself.

I would wish you a happy new year but I am too much of a miserable fucker today.

There might be a pint of gravy tonight.

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