WE Party - Prison of Love - 28 Aug 2011 (Coronet Theatre, London)
WE had more to b.ichin celebrate than a bumper Bank Holiday weekend. What with the return of Latin-B.itch to London and the WE posters were enquiring “Have you been a naughty boy?” mmm our golden rule - What happens in Rio, stays in Rio! But it was also the birthday of a friend from Pride, so we had good reason to shake our ass and get down to The Coronet very fashionable early at 11.30pm. With just a few ahead of us in the queue, we were efficiently frisked through security and into the entrance hall and we were inside the Prison of Love with our chewing gum. Well nearly, with friend forgetting to print his ticket, then we had time for our prison mug shot to be taken – proving our height and our general fabulousness - as SeenQueen.com says, ‘if you got it, flaunt it’ and daaarling we got it!
No cloakroom queues here, although you don’t find many clubbers wearing cloaks these days, do you? In the upstairs coat check we swapped our bags and jackets for bits of yellow paper - not having to even remember our own initials, which can be lost in translation sometimes. S no F, Z no, no C, oh la la. Anyhow we then stayed at the bar on the top floor which is sensibly quiet to grab a drink and a natter and is probably a more sophisticated arrival than most VIP areas. Nicely refreshed, the entourage that is SceneB.itch, decended en masse down the staircases. Yes, we were already receiving admiring glances, as our buffed shirtless bodies grabbed the attention of the new arrivals going up as we were going down on them - stairs. We hit the main room, via the quieter entrance to the left of the bar, but the place was already jammed packed with hotness.
The bar decking was pumping with hot guys and our ‘Birthday Boy’ was gagging to dance, so was already grabbing us to join the sizeable crowd on the main floor – you know us being size queens after all ;-) But with tracks like “a Move a little closer, put your arms around me” it was certainly party music to get us moving and for the guys on the dance floor to start giving us those looks: “It's on your mind, It's written on your face, It's no surprise, To find you in this place” and with us replying via the music “Your wish is mine, So you don’t have to lie, You want it bad, So give my love a try”. Yes, “Your timing's right” and he was the “first in line” and had probably “made the right decision” and “Tonight’s the night, Lets slip and slide, Get ready to get crazy”. What a track to start the night off with...
“Just move a little closer, ya ya ya..
Dance until your feet catch on fire
Just move a little closer, ya ya ya..
I can feel you watching with desire”
OK, ok enough -- but it was fabulous playing with those guys and we’d only just arrived, this was set to be a hot night with Guest DJs Steve Pitron and Gonzalo Rivas supporting the WE resident Carlos Gallardo. So it was to be upfront and pumping vocal, uplifting, funky house the whole night long. The crowd also is full of eye candy and is a mixture of “Onyx to SuperMartXe to Salvation”. The Latino posse is strongly, and of course beautifully represented, but it’s a purely diverse international range – which makes London one of those great World cities of the United Gay Nations. And with the numerous vantage points to view these buff bodies at the Coronet then we were in our element.
At 2.00am on the dot (you can check my iPhone photo details!) it STARTED with Queen’s “I want to break free”, a magnificent stage set lit up with amazing digital panels that flashed images of dancers, national flags, all simply awesome with light effects and CO2 cannons straying down upon us and the dancers to the classic track “It's strange but it's true, I can't get over the way you love me like you do
But I have to be sure, When I walk out that door
Oh how I want to be free, baby
Oh how I want to break free,
Oh how I want to break free”
What a fab opening, and perfect words to hold onto each other and welcome Latino-B.itch back to London and for our Birthday Boy to get nicely acquainted with a BelAmi Boy from Prague :P
We went a wandering and again surveyed the chill out zones on the upper floors, but actually the first floor bar area had some classic house tunes playing and a sizeable crowd at times doing their thing – so we stopped for a drink – although were nearly jumped on by a guy as we sat down – apologetically he told us he thought they had left some stuff on the seats – jeez “Calm Down Dear!” and we did, and went upstairs to the balcony where we bumped into the cutest little blonde guy from the VirginActive. He keeps mysteriously working out on the steps in front of me and turning round to catch me surveying his ass. So that was a blushed hello smiles from me then, but he is titchy – height wise!!
Chilling on the front row of the balcony is a great way of staying in touch with the party and wow at 3.30am then it was glitter from the ceiling – with the PA diva hitting the stage once more – this is no prison of love no one wants to get out while this diva is singing. She was so enthusiastic and whipped the crowd into a frenzy [and we apologise that we can’t find her name anywhere]. And as she finished and the music struck up a harder beat the masses were still all frozen staring at the stage probably hoping for an encore but a modern twist of a classic came to the rescue with “Sundays at Heaven” getting us on our feet and seeing us dancing the socks of our balcony posing position, magical.
On our trip back downstairs we witnessed a toilet flood of biblical propositions in the main ‘womens loo’ blocked basins and blocked toilets – water everywhere – this is so unusual for The Coronet and the toilet staff had vanished quite early one – hopefully this is sorted out for future parties – they need to learn from the orderly toilet management at Area, Fire, Heaven etc and not run away from the problem – imagine dropping the soap up in there – jeez I would have no worries bending over to pick it up time and time again, unlike in your average Prison.
Oh and we need some of those ‘free’ Freedom Packs of condoms and lube handy in the loos – as I had to abandon and engagement with a cute Columbian guy as we had no protection. And we weren’t causing a queue at that time – we just had needs, safe needs!
By 5.30 friends were off to sleep off their tired dancing feet, we stayed to the end – around 6.30 it ended – not too abruptly with a crowd of a few hundred still on the dance floor and the lights went up every so slightly – not to overly scare everyone as to who they were dancing with.
We can safely say that WE Party is hot on the London scene and is doing its very best to keep outperforming itself. Long may it continue. SceneB.itch’s closing thought is only to the Coronet Management team get the toilets sorted! :P
Then it was the bus 344 to Vauxhall as this was Beyond ‘Big Top’ and we were expecting Tigers on the dance floor...
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