Weekend

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Saturday Night/ Sunday Morning: Zoukout


Hell yea, my first serious night out clubbing since got back and I guess there’s no better place to kick it off than Zoukout, right plac at the right time as well.

Hmm, I guess it’s the whole idea of going into, which is getting kinda passé: the queuing and all that other nonsense, no difference here as well there was a queue to get into the qeue to get into the main arena at Siloso beach, Sentosa, well I guess it be well worth it when your there, but in hindsight it’s too much of a hassle to get into this damn island.

It wasn’t really what I’d expected the layout of this gig would be, I thought it be mashed together but it was a relief to have ample walking space and fresh air for ventilation, sometging which Zouk til now does not seem to have figured out, for their main club that is. Drinks were rather inexpensive as well, which made it even better as I did get tanked before the events that’s proceeding’s.

Well, highlight of my night?? Well, one of the main reasons for being there was for one deejay alone:

Armin van Buurum.


Eversince I’ve been to Perth I have grown to appreciate the pleasures and natural ecstasy of high energy trance, courtesy of Mr Hau of corse.

Well, did arrive on time, pity that I did only catch the last 2- minutes of nick Warren’s set. Still It was still an exceelent buildup to what I came to see. As soon as his name appeared flashing on the huge screen, it was like bees to honey as everyone who had any inkling of good taste in music soon drew towards the main stage. The shouts of “”Armin! Armin!” paying homage to trance’s very own demigod.

Delivere he did, it was what you’d expect to hear from a high energy, trance set, uplifting, taking you on a journey to another world. You son’t really need to be on anytging to get this way, he’ll take you there.

As he build up the set, the wind started picking up, letting thewhole crowd wait, having had ransom to the wheels of steel. But as soon as he dropped it, it started to pour cats and dogs, that made the crowd even more pumped, who gives a fuck about the a little bit of water? It was a moment.

I swear he should just get a tent on his own cos the rest of the deejay’s somewhat paled in comparison to what my sense had witnessed, no disrespect to any of the others but I don’t see the sense of spinning hard techno towards the end of the gig. Should’ve stuck AVB til the end.

Erm, as for the rest of the tents? Well, the Phuture tent was dropping the same old R&B and the velvet tent was dropping some damn goold jumgle and Funk and Soul, the usual a la carte.

Nonetheless, the experience of me having a an aching body right now is tesiment to me having a good night out.