I finally managed to catch up with Ariel yesterday, when we hightailed it down to Dragonfly at St James Powerhouse. I rang her quite late in the afternoon, and managed to organize the whole evening at short notice. It was also a chance for her to meet up with her old friends from Devil's Bar days Ice and Stephanie who are both working at St James now.
It turned out to be a far later night than I had planned - got back past 3am, and of course had to wake up for work the next morning. It was kind of a very addictive let loose kind of evening, with classic 80s retro hits interspersed with the wonderful sets that Dragonfly is known for, complete with lots of over the top costumes. That helped to offset the fact that I couldn't understand more than half the songs, especially those sung in Cantonese.
My parents have definitely embraced the clubbing lifestyle and it's easy to see the appeal in the drinking and partying. There is a kind of abandon that can be found beneath the pounding beat and bright lights that makes it an ideal escape from reality. However, I have also learned that it is a lifestyle replete with its own politics and complications and issues.
Everyone sometimes needs a chance to drink and forget. But ultimately, you don't want to be hit even harder by reality when you wake up the next morning.
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your liver will not thank you years from now...
what if you bypass the 'nice and tipsy' stage and go straight to 'raging headache and need to throw up'?
Well, there is always a price to be paid for having fun. A pound of flesh given up in any endeavour.
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