My first visit to La Demence was 17 July 2009 and it was fantastic - here's an edited version of my previous review. Arriving at 01h30 to avoid any queues, the main bar and dance floor were though absolutely jammed packed with a foray of hot shirtless clubbers in a heat haze flashing up via the lighting system. And thank goodness a large spattering of handsome hunks and cute twinks were in attendance. This was a very mixed club but the very much a Matinee/Salvation/SuperMartXe type mix – i.e. something for everyone!. And jeez did we bump into an enormous United Nations Of Benetton crowd from London of all places! And luckily the sexier ones had travelled only! The music was uplifting house on the main floor and very funky – the large bar area looked out to a massive large enough dance floor with a nice raised walkway and seating area to the right hand side – to a raised platform at the far end – with the large DJ booth to the left. So plenty of places to see, be seen, cruise and be cruised as we took up residency overlooking the sexy clubbers. Meeting my friends Dutch mates, I was also introduced to my evening’s stalker – there s a pattern forming here isn’t there!
Upstairs room 2 has a large chill out seating deck overlooking the floor – kinda groovy and the music here changed a lot but grew progressively more techno, but reverted back on DJ changes. The 3rd smaller room played ‘something’ that meant I did a u-turn as I entered! The Dark room was up a most scary narrow steel staircase – certainly not for the timid or those have had a few too many Tequilas! It seemed totally cold dungeon and horrible like and not the sort of place a nice B.itch gets his x out! But again ‘too dark’ and there didn’t seem any hot types bothering with that while the music was still pumping us up below! For such a large club they had tiny toilet facilities – unless we missed some more but I don’t think we did. And it’s there that I notice two massive scratches on my arm – jeez oozing with blood – how the heck??? Had I been bladed? As they were parallel about 2 cms apart? Was that another jealous Belgi-bitch ‘Do you wanna B.itching piece of me?’!
The crowd did start to thin on the main floor about 5am and apart from trying to be picked up by a number of unsuitable types it was a very friendly crowd out to enjoy the fun. So we moved to the smaller but packed 2nd room to party on with some ultra cool and sexy latino guys - being cruised by two at the same time is ultra uplifting :p The one off putting thing was people smoking in the club – we’re pretty sure its banned in Belgium but there was a fair number – although not to the point where it became chokingly unacceptable – maybe they had a good aircon system as the place didn’t overheat. Another thing strange for us UK clubbers is the absence of plastic bottles which means u cant pop a bottle in your back pocket while you dance as easily as a screw top one – but its admirable the more conservation minded Belgiums and maybe one that waste producing Britons should take note off, however it resulting in many more smashes on the dance floor and around – so a little hazardous.
It was closer to 8am when a cute Belgium couple we’d been dancing with were heading back to their hotel, lots of local hotels do ‘La Demence Specials’ with late check out, but it was more of a ménage a trios special that I was being invited to that last in my memory – oh that big mirror made it look even better! :P There are saunas close by as well - one with a very cute blonde receptionist so I’m told ;-) Taking a stroll back to my hotel on Saturday afternoon, wishing my new party friends a bon voyage, I took in the quaint fairytale architecture of old Brussels and thought this a place to view again one day and although La Demence is a big shabby around the edges, the music and international very mixed crowd certainly make it up to be a very sexy party and well worth a trip from UK.
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