2010s Club Kids
It would be slightly premature to ponder the decade’s impact just yet. However, everyone’s aware of the gentrification phenomenon that is slowly but surely stripping London of its popular culture and history. It’s no secret that our beloved capital is more or less being ruthlessly destroyed by greedy property developers and clueless councillors. What transpires from the whole debacle is the evident decline of the West End in favour of once-deprived areas like Dalston and Haggeston. There is indeed a greater choice of alternative clubs in East London these days, even if the scene and its protagonists have lost much of their innovation and sparkle. The dressing up isn’t so polished anymore and when it is, it’s likely to feel a mite déjà vu. There’s still a gaggle of kids who push the boat out but, on the whole, “tacky drag” is order of the day. You see a lot of lumberjack-types throwing on a wig and a pair of stilettos and going out on the piss. Moreover, It has to be said that drugs like ketamine have made the scene and the music feel much darker.
Still, if you’re game, there are barrels of fun to be had at dives like Sink The Pink at Troxy, Savage and Dollar Baby (Matron Harsh’s current Friday venture) at Metropolis and various other nights at Vogue Fabrics and Dalston Superstore.
I guess if you’re a teenager, you’d be inclined to think that today’s scene is the dog’s bollocks. As they say, what you don’t know, you can’t miss. There are nighthawks who make an effort to innovate, it’s just that they’re not as plentiful as they used to be.
Objectively speaking, one can safely say that, so far, there has been NO revolution in clubland. But, hey, one can dream on, the decade isn’t over yet, is it?
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