Feb212009
My Trip To Skykitchen (part two)
Wow, what an amazing night. This was easily one of the best nights I have ever had in my life.
I met with the guys who run the Friday nights at Skykitchen downstairs in the bar of my hotel where we had a drink and a chat before they took me to the club. The driver took the scenic route and I was kindly shown a whistle-stop sight-seeing tour as we raced around the city. There is simply so much to see and do here that it is impossible to see it all in a day, let alone in one night.
We arrived at the club which itself is quite different to any where I have previously played. The club is situated inside of an old office block that has been renovated and the club itself is several floors up in what used to be the office block’s kitchen, hence the name.
Following on in this culinary theme, the DJ booth is located under a huge cooker hood and there are tv screens inside of microwaves and ovens behind the decks. It’s quite a mad and somewhat quirky set up they have here. But it works. Any venue these days needs to have it’s niche to stand out in the crowd and Skykitchen most definitely has that.
It is perhaps not the biggest club in the world, but I do not believe that a club has to be big in order to be great.
A plentiful supply of drinks were supplied behind the DJ booth and after introductions were made to the resident DJs, a quick bit of setting up and it was down to business.
The club started to fill up around midnight and by 1am it was packed with the crowd primed for an evening of funky house, UK style!
One thing that I love about music is that it has no language barrier. Yes, there are vocals in some of the stuff I play but a groove is still a groove whatever nationality your ear may be.
I started off with some uptemp funky vocal, took it oldskool, went a bit tougher and really did my best to show Vienna how we do things back home. They loved it, the dancefloor was packed for the duration of my set and I could not have asked for a better crowd. I could not fully understand what everyone was saying to me from the dancefloor but their smiles told me all I needed to know.
By 4.30am I was shattered. I dropped Underworld’s Born Slippy followed by Plump DJ’s Scram and that literally blew the place apart. By now I’ve been awake for 21 hours and no amount of Redbull could keep me from flagging. I packed up, shipped out and headed back to my hotel room where I fell asleep in an instant.
My body clock decided it did not want to stay in bed so I was up and about by 10am. In a way I am glad. Even though I still ache a little and a bit of tinitus remains in my ears, I pulled myself together and took a tour of the city. My flight home did not leave for another six hours so I had plenty of time to have a walk around and see a few sights. Check out my facebook if you want to see some photos.
I am going to do my best to make it back here again soon as one day simply is not enough. Next time around I will check the weather and - at the risk of sounding like a girl - bring some sensible shoes to wear. Fashionable shoes are one thing, but having cold wet snowy feet is definitely not reccomended.
I’d like to thank both Florian and Oliver from Skykitchen for inviting me to their club to play their Friday night. There is a rumour that I may return back to this quirky, charming club again and this is something that I really hope will happen in the not too distant future.
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