I'm no stranger to hittin' up the gay clubs, but Heaven last night was a first for me. It was quite spur of the moment, and so I've no idea what kind of theme or event was meant to be running, if any actually was. This review is from a Thursday night.
Turning up close to midnight, we found no actual queue, and the search on the way in was extremely lax (last club I went to prior to this, threw away my gum!) and actually felt more like I was simply being touched up. But then, I always felt that giving bouncers the eyes was part of the fun of a gay club anyway, so hey hoooo!
Now, I'm not much of a dancer under any circumstances, especially whilst not high as hell. Having not been in a gay club in close to 5 or 6 years didn't help either. However after sifling through the almost non existent drink queues that seemingly prevailed for most of the night (and yet, it was oddly busy. And yes, there were a lot of a sweaty, half naked people. Including one guy wearing bunny ears and a pair of briefs with a bunny tail. And high heels. I looked at him with intrigue just for you, Alan J!), getting some 4 shots in me on top of the cocktails and wine I'd been drinking the last 6 hours already, it was just a case of finding the right floor and song with my friends.
My neck,
(ooh, I like necks. What's going on?)
my back.
(I like a nice back too, fo sho! Hey, that guy has a pretty nice back too! Check that out!)
Lick my pussy
(Oh. I see. Well, if I must, I guess!)
and my crack.
(You owe me!)
...
Yeah, that'll do.
...
Once you get into it/if clubbing is already your scene, Heaven seems a great place to hit up, in a convenient location. People seem to enjoy themselves here, and at least on the floor I was on were all quite friendly. I didn't really scout out the ratio of gay to straight, but I was aware of a couple of people asking to be saved from people that wouldn't leave them alone (Wearing a shirt that says "Sit on my face and party!" may not have been your best bet, dear.), and some of the dancing was actually pretty good!
I wish I could identify what my problem with the place was, though. Perhaps I just wasn't in the best condition for it due to personal health issues on the day, but it just felt to lack a little something that I'm used to in gay clubs. Y'know. Cheese. The cheese. The greatest of cheeses. I didn't see a multi-coloured light up dance floor. I'm sorry, but Reflex/Essence has you on that one, Heaven.
I wouldn't go alone, however. I will continue, as I have for about 10 years now, to think of you every time I hear Sophie Ellis Bextor, even if it doesn't ring entirely true for me;
I'm in heaven, I'll show you heaven, it's so much heaven...
...Take me home, take me home.
Edit: We had a slight problem with the cloak room, in that, they lost one of the tickets we gave them for our stuff, and ended up having a massive argument until they allowed us to name the contents of the bag and show them the photo ID inside it. From what I heard of a few other people there, the cloakroom here isn't the most reliable! read more