Saturday, September 11, 2004


Cycled into Vauxhall to check out Sweat, which turned out only to be a new club night in the left hand arch of The Hoist. GRRRR! Sooo BORRRINGGG! Even with free entry before 11, I feel cheated and irritable from having been there. A few old familiar faces. A few young and listless ones. A venue that with its wine bar format is unimaginative. Music that was unfittingly camp, and staff that have personalities so mediocre that their beautiful bodies are wasted on them.

I'd be better off having had a drink at my nearest Wetherspoon's. The people are more interesting.

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