Move it on up

Ministry of Sound. Wedneday nights will no longer be spent at Zouk or Phuture. 40000 sq ft of music and movement, imagine that.

We were at MoS tonight for Zhong's birthday. Room after room we explored, and drink after drink we devoured. All the while dancing to so many different types of music in so many different rooms. And plus! None of the pushing or shoving and endless toilet queues and stiletto-stabbing incidents tonight. The place was so big there was room for everybody. Army boys and all ;D

I hated the all-white Nokia room though. It was so artificial, like some Sultan's harem, complete with shagging couches and white cloth screens. Arabian Nights was never so inapt a theme. And the only way to salvage such a room was to play lounge music there. BUT no, they had to torture our eardrums with what sounded like a curious mix of house and throbbing pseudo-techno music, just a few jolts away from the diu-diu-diu familiarity of techno trash.

And you had to tarnish the night once again.

Seems like you always have to leave blemishes behind. It's almost as if perfection never existed before.