We went along to A Club for Lovers & Losers last night - and what a great night it was!
If ever anyone wanted to re-create the slightly sleazy, smoky, naughtiness of a 1980s "one-nighter", than this is most definitely it! The Trash Palace is everything you could wish for - flock wallpaper, mirrors and glitterballs, uncomfortable seating, tiny dancefloor and sticky floors...
And darling Dom Agius served us well with his trademark mix of the weird and the wonderful, from the Tom Tom Club to the Human League, from Goldfrapp to Bowie/Roxy - and we greeted each and every one with a drunken whoop! Admittedly trying to dance when the soles of your feet are stuck to the floor is an Olympic effort, but dance we did.
In the absence of Paul Burston, Dom and hubby shared the DJ duties, and took to the job of choking the punters to death with the cyanide smoke machine with aplomb. A great night, and I can't wait for the next one!
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