Wednesday, December 8

Well, I’m going to dance. As soon as I have laid down a bit | Life and Style

BEhavioural psychologists estimate that as a result of the Covid restrictions, the rest of this decade will go back to being like the roaring 1920s. People will go out more and crowd into restaurants, venues, or nightclubs.

I have to say that I find myself wanting to contribute to the phenomenon. Not having walked into a nightclub for years, so long that I no longer know if “nightclub” is considered the correct term, I’ve been looking at the Instagram posts of various DJs playing crowded clubs and I’m thinking I might want to do it.

My club career is not spectacular. I spent years going to hip-hop nights where, instead of dancing, I just shouted the lyrics in the faces of my friends who were also yelling them at me. Then there were the R&B nights where I would try to dress a little more stylish, thinking that I looked good, but in reality I looked like a newly divorced man who had just had an epiphany. I also spent quite a bit of time in drum’n’bass clubs, which is a phrase you can’t say without feeling like a grandpa trying to sound modern.

There is something amazing about going to a nightclub: you feel like you are part of an alternative society. Just before the first closing, we organized a live club night to the hip-hop podcast that I presentand I asked my friend DJ what time should I start. He said he would open it at midnight and that he could go down there at half past half to start hosting. I found the hours so strange that, ashamed to say, I went to bed for a bit and then went and started the night like I was doing a very, very early shift.

The night itself was great. Going to clubs is not like going to a pub. They all seemed to be in a very good mood, which I suppose is because we all slept for three hours before we arrived. Everyone likes the same music, so the crowd has a real community feel to it, and yes, I am aware that it sounds like I’m launching a youth club.

However, being 43 and wanting to go clubbing has its own challenges. If you go to a regular club, you have to accept the fact that you are going to be at least 10 years older than anyone else. Then you can spend the night wandering around like a horrible vision of the future. On the one hand, the last thing I want to do is run into a poor Asian boy who is “medicated by the club”, he sees me and thinks that I am a middle-aged him, coming back from the future to warn him of something. On the other hand, it seems like a pretty fun way to spend the night.

The other option is to go to a club that specializes in seniors. This has the advantage of making you feel less out of place, but the downside of making you feel like you are part of some kind of outreach program to socially rehabilitate parents who are trying to figure out how to do things that are not. related to the child. But I’m determined, I’m going to hit the clubs. I’m going to try a few and then hopefully get to the point where I can get out without taking a nap first.

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