- Published on Tuesday, 06 August 2013 14:43
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- Published on Thursday, 01 August 2013 12:41
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You know when your ears ring after a night out, and you make a gentle reminder to yourself not to stand so close to the speakers? One day, that ringing might not stop. It’s widely acknowledged that one of the primary concerns from those heavily involved in the music industry is hearing loss. Whilst high volumes and quality sound provided with vast Funktion-One sound systems can be one of the crucial factors for a good (and successful) night, we tend to ignore the health implications, which can be devastating. Can you imagine anything worse than a generation of 30 something’s having to shout at each other with maxed out hearing aids because they couldn’t be bothered to protect their ears? We can’t…
And yet hardly anyone wears hearing protection! Then again, when you’re out at a club looking your best, who would want to stick luminous pieces of foam in your lugholes that will not only drown out the sound of the music you’ve paid £20 to hear, but also make you look like a secret agent out of a kids spy film. Thank god for Ear Peace then. A company with a fresh take on hearing protection who address the very problems that have detered people in the past. Multiple filters ensure no loss of sound quality, whilst a low profile design and different skin tone options mean they go unnoticed when out. These linear attenuating earplugs are made out of hypoallergenic silicone, so can be reused, and won’t keep falling out of your ears, and they come in a small, stylish aluminium case. In short – these will improve your experience, keeping you free from hearing problems without having to sacrifice your nights.
- Published on Friday, 26 July 2013 14:58
Hackney Council plan to introduce a Special Policy Area to Dalston, which will mean that all restuarants, bars, cafes, cinemas and of course clubs will have to shut after midnight so as not to ‘spoil resident’s quality of life’, whilst making sure that businesses continue to thrive and people can keep coming to Dalston for a ‘great night out’. Whilst perhaps not as much of a problem for cinemas and cafes... such an early curfew means you can pretty much kiss goodbye to any of the clubs. Check out the map below to see the exact area that will be affected:
Quite frankly, the proposal is absurd. The massive influx in business in recent years has done nothing but pump more money into the area, which in turn is transforming what was once a pretty undesirable place to go out into a vibrant hub of creativity, and its increased desirability will ultimately drive house prices up – surely a good thing for London, no?
What good they hope to achieve by imposing a curfew on clubs and bars is beyond us, which is why we want to encourage everyone to have your say, by filling in the questionnaire on this link:
Come on, let's stop this madness.
- Published on Tuesday, 23 July 2013 12:11
My Dear Friend,
It’s like you came out of nowhere! I was desperately looking around for a rizla when you popped up waving five in front of me, and there begun our first exchange.
There’s something about the smoking area that has an element of magic about it… a real sense of unity rests in the air that can’t be found anywhere else! Maybe it’s that we jump on the chance to chat without being drowned out by the speakers, or perhaps you could just put it down to ecstasy-fuelled enthusiasm. Barriers are broken down; coincidences realised at a rate of knots and then marvelled upon with child-like wonder. ‘You have friends in London! No way man, me too! Weird!’ The result? Iron cast friendships formed faster than you can say ‘yellow rockstar’, and ours was most definitely one of them.
Did you go out alone? Or did you just decide my group of friends would make for a more interesting evening? Either way, we had no problem in welcoming you into our little circle of friends to dance the night away. One of my friends gave you a key, and in exchange you offer the last warm drip in your scrunched up water bottle – a genuine act of kindness at 3am. As the night comes to an end we make our way out of the club, hailing down a couple of taxis to continue the party back at mine. You come with us, of course.
And at first - my eager friend - everything was just fine! We’re a fairly close-knit group, but you kept things entertaining with elaborate stories of getting ketty with James Jones and Liam Foss, your sets at DC10, and other questionable anecdotes. Okay, you may have spilt your drink all over our floor and sofas a few times with enthusiastic gestures – but no big deal. It was when you took control of the speakers that things started to go a bit west. That dubstep remix of the Lloyds TSB advert? Hardstyle? Snow patrol? Come on mate, I thought you’d feel the atmosphere tense up, or at least see from the people leaving the room that this wasn’t the time… but no! With a sinking feeling, it dawned on me that you must just be ‘that guy’.
As if a light had been turned on, it was suddenly so clear. There was something feral about you, as your eyes darted around the room, switching between staring people out and avoiding eye contact all together, although in all honesty your eyes had been doing their own thing most of the night. You sat there, crossed legged on the floor, blasting out Beyoncé and fiddling with a lighter – and I suddenly became all too aware that you’re one of the only ones left. Moreover, I suddenly became aware you’ve lost half your clothes and are covered in… dirt? What even is that? There’s a weird smell and I look down to see you’ve spent the last five minutes trying to set fire to the carpet. We had to find a way to get you out…
‘Err mate… everyone’s pretty shattered; I think we’re guna hit the hay…’
It was weak, I’ll admit. But it was all I could come up with. We started to go through the motions… turning off the speakers, moving things away in a half arsed attempt to look like tidying, all the while avoiding eye contact with you. It was our last resort, and maintaining the ruse was crucial.
‘OK I’ll just sleep here on the floor’
you replied, pulling your jumper over your head and making a pillow out of an empty can...
And there we had it. You were to be part of the furniture for the night, whether we liked it or not. You lay there, snoring away with the sort of death rattles which cry out for a change of lifestyle, whilst we desperately tried to block them out and get some shut eye for ourselves. Hours passed and we drifted off, and when we arose you were gone. Where? None of us were sure. You dissappeared just as mysteriously as you arrived.
So there it is! If you do stumble upon this letter, my messy companion, i'd love to hear from you. Who knows, we could be great friends one day? Besides, you left your phone and one of your shoes.
- Published on Friday, 19 July 2013 13:53
Summer is finally here; on with the flip-flops, sun cream and time to dust of that BBQ. For those who aren’t hitting the road to enjoy the country’s all amazing festivals, or getting on a crowded plane to the party islands, then lazy days in the sun with your feet in the sand might be a mini treat well deserved. Lucky for you, London now comes complete with its own inner city party beach; a longed for addition to the shining sun and those record hitting temperatures. Most of us have once or twice been for a dip in the Hackney Lido, or maybe Hampstead Heath, but little did we know that there are places to make sandcastles with your friends, sip amazing cocktails in your bikini and even have a dance at real-beach gigs worthy of Bora Bora Ibiza!
The Roundhouse team in Camden, famous for their hosted electronic music events, live performances and festivals, have brought us a different take on a long-loved classic – the beach. During July and August they have 900 square meters of golden sand- 150 tonnes of it to be precise- laid out on their roof terrace, complete with parasols and beach chairs. But not only can you chillax in the sand here, this free attraction also offers playtime activities such as ping pong, boules and badminton, and afterwards you can cool down with a Holly Lolly! (an ice-lolly and frozen yoghurt cart) from the ice-cream van on the Camden Beach Pier.
If you are after a delicious thirst trenching drink, there is Jimmy’s Margarita Shack, blending up a variety of margarita’s in all shapes and colours, and the Tiki Hut Grill and Beach Bar, which offers beers, wines, spirits, cocktails and some spicy Caribbean specials. The Camden Beach have also jumped on the trend of the pop-up stalls and street food, and the beach is now temporary home to Fishy Business, courtesy of the acclaimed restaurant Made in Camden. At Fishy Business you can enjoy a “classically seated” lunch or dinner, with plates and everything, and you can even reserve a table online if you want to be sure to beat the waiting list. The steaks and burgers from the BBQ are grilled by none other than the man behind the Arkansas Café in Spitafields market, Bubba. There is also a designated family area for the little ones, to which you can bring your own spades and buckets!
For the grownups, there are a variety of musical events taking place on the beach-rooftop during August, and the big screen will be showing all major sport events throughout the summer. If you like to be sure to have a space for you and your friends in the sun, you can also reserve one of the three beach huts. The music events kick off on the 2nd of August with an urban soul night (JJ Soulx, Cynikal and DJ Milo) followed on the 9th by an experimental guitar music night (Phil Maguire, Jack Allett and DJ Fauxlo). On the 16th of August there is a mellow acoustic indie night (Vanessa Gimenez, Sophie Blackburn and Ellekaye) alongside a DJ set from Manish. Finishing off the official summer month, on the 23rd of August, is a sunny reggae vibe inspired event (Whitney Williams, Iam1, Tempting Rosie and DJ Emmanuel) that will officially close the Roundhouse’s Camden Beach for this year.
The Roundhouse Beach is admission free, and is open from 5pm-11pm Mondays 12pm until 11pm Tuesday-Friday. Chalk Farm Road, London, NW1 8EH. (Music event prices vary, check website for more information, www.roundhouse.org.uk/camden-beach )The Happy Hour on offer is; Cocktails - buy-1-get-1-of-the-same-free Monday to Friday 5pm until 7pm. No outside food or drinks allowed.
Words by Maria Lodetoft