Get Loaded
(14th October) Brixton Electric- nearest tube Brixton (Victoria line).
Ratings out of five:
Atmosphere: **
Value for money: ****
Music: ***
Overall night out: ***
...So we couldn't get tickets to the freshers ball at fabric and as we were not willing to pay £12 to go to Cargo... so Friday was spent frantically searching for a new possibility. Then, my friend managed to win free tickets to 'Get loaded' at Brixton Electric. Where to go to on a budget Friday night out? To Brixton!
We got in straight away and gave our names for free entry. So we were in. Asking for the cloak room we're told to go through one door, then another, then up some stairs that are barricaded. Slowly, I realise others dotted sparsely about the bar and the main dance floor are clutching large bags also. So we get a drink (£2.50 for spirit and mixer, not bad), tell each other it's still early and go exploring - bag and jackets in hand. A loud girl suggests we 'have to go' behind a bizarre black curtain, so we do, to find she didn't follow us in. Behind the mysterious black curtain is a much smaller little area with benches, a separate bar, separate D.J and dance floor that was devoted to drum and bass - apposed to the dance tunes at the main stage. We just perch on the provided benches with our drinks before we are bombarded with males asking us to dance. Fair play, there were all of three girls in the building. We pass, still very sober and in need of the cloak room. Our second attempt, someone finally shows us a door stage right which leads upstairs to a cloakroom. Free of baggage we head back to the dance floor...not the main one, it was empty. We tell each other it's still early.
After making friends in the drum and bass section we get more drinks and given the sparsity of clubbers, make more friends. Intimate. There was no 'flirt and run' possibilities, there was no making a new best friend and loosing them in the crowd...there was no crowd. A max of 20 people on a vast dance floor aching with remembrance of being a packed venue. Still we made a nice little group with some apparent Billy Elliot performers. As you do. We continue to dance and chat with new friends, telling each other it is still early at 1am, the venue could still be inundated with enthusiastic clubbers. More drinks and dancing and talking and having a good time regardless, until...my friend falls over. Normally, you get up ad walk it off, no one saw, everyone's attention has already been stolen by some other event within the crowd...except the crowd was not there, just some people that saw it all, and are still looking. It's 2.30am, it's not going to get better. Grabbing my bag we dash to the exit.
Thank god we didn't pay to get in...but suddenly I recall a wonderful sight on the way in. A burger van. The type that always has onions frying and smells of greasy abundance, found at carnivals and fun fairs. The van was just across the road, fantastic, even if the club was a bit of a let down, decent grub was close by.
'We're closed.'
'WHAT?'
'CLOSED.'
That's the end of that then. We head up the high street and settle for McDonalds, not a beefy oniony burger but a free cheeseburger with an NUS card I guess, jumping on a night bus whilst wolfing down MaccyD's.
The music was alright, I like drum and bass, so would suggest on a quieter night just heading behind the odd black curtain, the drinks were cheap, and I made some new friends...whether I wanted to or not due to the unwanted intimacy of an empty club. To be fair to Brixton Electric, it was a competitive night, I would go again...but only if it's free entry again (check their facebook page for competitions) and a more hyped-up, organised affair, or a special night...that might attract more than 50 people...
http://electricbrixton.com/
http://www.facebook.com/electricbrixton?sk=wall
(14th October) Brixton Electric- nearest tube Brixton (Victoria line).
Ratings out of five:
Atmosphere: **
Value for money: ****
Music: ***
Overall night out: ***
...So we couldn't get tickets to the freshers ball at fabric and as we were not willing to pay £12 to go to Cargo... so Friday was spent frantically searching for a new possibility. Then, my friend managed to win free tickets to 'Get loaded' at Brixton Electric. Where to go to on a budget Friday night out? To Brixton!
We got in straight away and gave our names for free entry. So we were in. Asking for the cloak room we're told to go through one door, then another, then up some stairs that are barricaded. Slowly, I realise others dotted sparsely about the bar and the main dance floor are clutching large bags also. So we get a drink (£2.50 for spirit and mixer, not bad), tell each other it's still early and go exploring - bag and jackets in hand. A loud girl suggests we 'have to go' behind a bizarre black curtain, so we do, to find she didn't follow us in. Behind the mysterious black curtain is a much smaller little area with benches, a separate bar, separate D.J and dance floor that was devoted to drum and bass - apposed to the dance tunes at the main stage. We just perch on the provided benches with our drinks before we are bombarded with males asking us to dance. Fair play, there were all of three girls in the building. We pass, still very sober and in need of the cloak room. Our second attempt, someone finally shows us a door stage right which leads upstairs to a cloakroom. Free of baggage we head back to the dance floor...not the main one, it was empty. We tell each other it's still early.
After making friends in the drum and bass section we get more drinks and given the sparsity of clubbers, make more friends. Intimate. There was no 'flirt and run' possibilities, there was no making a new best friend and loosing them in the crowd...there was no crowd. A max of 20 people on a vast dance floor aching with remembrance of being a packed venue. Still we made a nice little group with some apparent Billy Elliot performers. As you do. We continue to dance and chat with new friends, telling each other it is still early at 1am, the venue could still be inundated with enthusiastic clubbers. More drinks and dancing and talking and having a good time regardless, until...my friend falls over. Normally, you get up ad walk it off, no one saw, everyone's attention has already been stolen by some other event within the crowd...except the crowd was not there, just some people that saw it all, and are still looking. It's 2.30am, it's not going to get better. Grabbing my bag we dash to the exit.
Thank god we didn't pay to get in...but suddenly I recall a wonderful sight on the way in. A burger van. The type that always has onions frying and smells of greasy abundance, found at carnivals and fun fairs. The van was just across the road, fantastic, even if the club was a bit of a let down, decent grub was close by.
'We're closed.'
'WHAT?'
'CLOSED.'
That's the end of that then. We head up the high street and settle for McDonalds, not a beefy oniony burger but a free cheeseburger with an NUS card I guess, jumping on a night bus whilst wolfing down MaccyD's.
The music was alright, I like drum and bass, so would suggest on a quieter night just heading behind the odd black curtain, the drinks were cheap, and I made some new friends...whether I wanted to or not due to the unwanted intimacy of an empty club. To be fair to Brixton Electric, it was a competitive night, I would go again...but only if it's free entry again (check their facebook page for competitions) and a more hyped-up, organised affair, or a special night...that might attract more than 50 people...
http://electricbrixton.com/
http://www.facebook.com/electricbrixton?sk=wall
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