With the build up and hype surrounding the opening of Sydney's Miss Moneypennys, I had a vision of glamour and a sense of the return to the ritual of pre-party preperations. The 'Dress glam or scram' door policy had a portion of the Sydney dance scene in an uproar. Prompting a rebutal from the Director of the club, in order to clarify that "If you have made an effort, you won't be turned away".
The glamour, the hype, the VIP's - not quite.
At 11:30pm there was a noticeable absence of a queue outside the club. The crowd inside was represented by a strong 'Diesel' theme of t-shirts and Bardot lookalikes. The VIP room was VIP free with a certain magazine editor making it his mission to infiltrate the security, to no avail. In fact the only 'VIPs' of the night where the overly used Sydney drag queens and performance artists.
The music seemed to work best in the more intimate surroundings of the back room. A blend of 70's disco meets modern house. A few 80's underground tracks where thrown in and worked wonderfully. The main room was billed as vocal house but ended up being progressive and deep house, without the vocals. Still quite good, but not what was expected.
Jamiroquai was played in both rooms consecutively and at one stage simultaneously. After hearing "Love Foolosophy" three times, it was time to call it a night.
Reading Miss Moneypenny's 'Mission Statement', I was lead to expect something more upmarket and outrageous. The night is in danger of becoming just another club in the city. Kinkidisco at Home nightclub was billed as the club for the beautiful crowd and it folded under the pressure as it takes a strong effort to work this concept and to attract just the right people to carry it off.
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Sat, 04 May 2002
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