Club Reviews: Keyes on the Avenue vs. 88

So last night I once again ended up at Keyes on the Avenue in Rivonia. Rivonia is a hotspot for clubs in Johannesburg. But I hate Keyes. I was also there last Saturday, and the music was hip hop. The first time I'd been to a club that was just playing hip hop in SA, as house music is the most popular club music here. Anyway, the music at Keyes was great. The crowd was not. Too many guys, as you often find to be the case in clubs, and the annoying kind. All trying to either lure you home (puh-lease) or make you their beau (puh-lease again). Anyway they managed to ruin it for me quite a bit. I paid R 30 to get in, about 3 euros and some change. However, I'm being paid in Rands when I eventually start work, so that was some money down the tubes. Nevertheless, the music was great and I was in the mood for some party time.
LAst night, however, we started at this club called 88. The entrance there was R50 (5.60 euros) and the music was also fantastic. I wasn't really in the mood to be out (not particularly), but it was pretty good. However, my evening was dragged down by missing my friends (*Boo-hoo*). There was a competition with a guy walking around the dancefloor looking for good dancers to give Playstation 2s too. I personally think it's cheap of Playstation to be giving away Playstation 2s, as the PSP is set to come out this year. Anyway, I was sitting down during this, which I regret.
While we were there the funniest thing happened. This girl was completly inebriated and wearing a midriff baring top, and doing this pathetic two step. Anyway, people (her and people she was with) dropped their drinks twice meaning, glass and a wet slippering mess on the dance floor and it wasnt cleaned up. Anyway she slips and falls on that mess, which was hilarious. If you feel it was sadistic of me to laugh till I had to sit down and my didn't-even-know-they-were-there abs hurt, I guess you had to be there. Well continuing, she then gets up and keeps dancing, and my cousin Sandile (once we all stop laughing) goes up to her and tells her that she has glass in/on her back and that she needs to get some of the gross brandy they are giving away for free and clean herself up. She keeps dancing anyway, as the super drunk do. Then later I saw her in the bathrooms and she was going: "Why am I bleeding?", and her friend was like: "Because u fell", and trying to clean it off her lower back. I hope this teaches her to A) wear full lenght shirts, maybe go for low cut, the chances of getting glass in you cleavage are low, and B) drink less.
We eventually got tired of 88, and headed out to Keyes (unfortunately) for familial obligation. It was even worse on a Friday night. They were playing nice house music (it was nice, not hott), but it was enpty save some gross guys and some sad looking girls. We were there for all of 10 minutes before I worked up the nerve to suggest we leave and go find some chow (when I leave a club, it becomes all about the food ).
I think Keyes could have been fun if I'd been there with a bunch of my friends (safety in number), but I really don't like that place. 88, any time.

The 2006 World Cup: The Dissapointment

I'm not a soccer fan, but I have been following the World Cup... well kind of. I mean I know the songs that are supposed to be the "Themes of the World Cup" like Dance by Lumidee and Love Generation by Bob Sinclair. I also have my favorite soccer players who just so happen to be visually appealing on and off the soccer pitch. I've also watched (some of) some games if they happened to be on at Waxy's or at home, or I was waiting for friends who were 20 minutes late at Zanoni's. I felt like shedding a tear when I saw that Germany had beaten Portugal, even though I only found out the match's outcome several hours later and was on a plane to Dubai. So I guess I have been doing a decent job of following the Cup. However the only match which I saw in it's entirety was France vs. Brazil in the quarter finals. We all remember World Cup '98. France, unbelievably, beat Brazil for the World Cup title. I thought, "OK, I have to see this game. See Brazil take back their glory that France has been holding onto since 1998. Anyway France hasn't been playing well in this World Cup anyway." Oh well, I and the majority of the people watching the match (at least in South Africa) were to be sorely dissapointed by the match's outcome. Brazil lost to France, 0:1. It seemed like all of a sudden France's squad, who had been drawing almost all their matches had woken up and were really bringing it for Brazil. And to quote one of my cousins who I watched the match with: "When Brazil falls apart, they fall apart in big way." Needless to say, the match's outcome was depressing. The attitude of many South Africans, as I have heard from people I know and on the radio, is that they don't even want to watch the final of the World Cup, which is a BIG deal in a country where there Number One watched sport is Soccer.