Nuns and monk getdown
Cheebah
presents Dj Monk one in Mickey Martins Sat june 21
I
had never realised the striking resemblence Dj John Greenwood has to
Oliver Reed in his 1970s prime. Tonight, after sidesteping waves of
stag parties around town I led Dj Monk One to Augustinian Lane.
‘What ever we see when we round this corner will determine the vibe
of the night‘, I offered hopefully as a form of reassurance. There
in the alley stands Greenwood staring back at me in the middle of an
aviary of Nuns. The attention to detail by these women on a Hen night
has allowed the scene to reflect a tableaux as a recreatation of Ken
Russells ‘The Devils’ starring our own version of Oliver Reed
here resplendent as the films potent priest.
Inside
Peter Curtin was soundtracking the Holland and Russian match with
leftfield hiphop and shards of latin horns over the shouts of Iggy
the Latvian bar controller whose match this was. Lets just do it all
tonight then, the Match, the music, the madstuff. Mistakenly a cleaned
up group of football fans wandered in and after deducing that they
had entered the beginning of something going down, they reclamped jaws
and bolted to a more traditional stage. A mumbled appreciative
outgoing comment by one of them to our transsexual in resident Cait
made her night and sprinkled some goodwill as this disparate crowd
began to gell. More feathered boas arrived and more make up became
smudged as Father Greenwood now wearing spiked latex headgear of some
sort (‘its not a rash, ok’) welcomed all and sundry to this rain
splattered fiesta.
Monk cues up some mid nineties Hip hop bangers and begins to limber up, scanning the crowd. Sure, there are a couple of heads posted round the box checking out the yank with his impecable Waxpoetics credentials but its not really that type of thing any more, everybodys here to get down and reputations gotta be flexible when you're in this spot. Our Mans early sounds tonight were party rockers that immediately loosened up the swinging Hens. There was that Saturday night craziness to stoke before the groove became his own. Another disciple of this approach would be Cool Dj Marv who is no stranger to our town and its no surprise that these two are best pals. There was some tidy building going on the decks as the classics became punctuated with obscure bits of raw funk and 8os untill the flag of Disco Boogie was unfurled .This is the reason Cheebah and Mickeys treated ourselves to a visit from monk, for the chance to listen to pure New York city Gold as part of an educated party set as well as spreading the word on a Saturday night.


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