“A MURAL OF MARGARET THATCHER ADORNS ONE WALL IN AN 80S-ERA LOUNGE BAR”
Some kids got a bit confused about their decades and ironic references.
OPENING PREAMBLE
“There’s a new nightclub built around the general theme of Margaret Thatcher apparently, which is like building a theme park around the concept of getting to the till in the supermarket and realising you need to go get cash out of the machine, and having to walk back after your withdrawal to an impatient till line giving you the stinkeye.“As you might expect from a nightclub modeled on Maggie, it features rudimentary graffiti drawings of Mr. T, who few realise was a fairly marginal Tory backbencher under the reign of the Iron Lady.
“The walls are also decorated with other our most beloved pop culture icons, such as the sensational William Hague and a particularly striking mural of the glitzy and glamorous Enoch Powell to help set the scene for a night of hedonistic delights. But the real belle of the ball is a hedgehog you know all too well! No, it’s not the one that turns up in your garden sometimes making revolting sex grunts and shitting itself when the motion light comes on, it’s Sonic, so don’t go leaving out a plate of milk and bread for him. I think they chose Sonic to epitomise the 80s, clearly overlooking the fact that Sonic first appeared in 1991 alongside an incumbent John Major. Anyway, I read it in the Guardian, on my Kindle, whilst tastefully sipping a fairtrade cappucino and listening to the new Paolo Nutini album on my iPod Touch in the business lounge of the Eurostar. I was wearing cream chinos” – Weatherbox.
filed in "NEWS", SEGA IN THE MODERN AGE on Nov.23, 2010
November 23rd, 2010 on 4:22 pm
You can’t have an ’80s themed club without Optimus Prime on one of the walls.
November 23rd, 2010 on 4:27 pm
The painting of thatcher looks like Jimmy Saville.
“Now then, now then.”
November 23rd, 2010 on 5:49 pm
Is this what clubs look like these days, then?
I notice the rather rudimentary ‘Mr. T’ appears to be complaining about the poll tax…
Now, according to wikipedia, that was 1990. And I suspect Mr T, not being a UK resident wouldn’t have had to pay it anyway. Double fail to be added to the list.
Although, I suspect maybe they’ve done it in order to give people like me something to talk about whilst avoiding all the boglers on the dancefloor. I think I’m turning more and more into Moss from The I.T. Crowd with each and every day.
Or they’re just a bunch of lazy spacktards.
I suspect the two options aren’t mutually exclusive though.
November 23rd, 2010 on 5:54 pm
I can’t think of anything more intelligent to say than ‘what fucking idiots’. At least check the era before committing resources to it.
“When waz Sonic, yeah?”
“Aaah, dunno mate, I fink he was like 86 or 87.”
“Safe, blud.”
On a side note, I almost got a Kindle until I remembered about libraries and how they’re free and how I’ve never in my life suddenly got the mad urge to read a book I didn’t own or have on me RIGHT THIS SECOND.
November 24th, 2010 on 2:14 am
All this talk of Thatcher and books made me take this photograph, in glorious blurry-vision.
http://img683.imageshack.us/img683/457/bookqa.jpg
November 24th, 2010 on 11:18 am
I’ve never seen a wall so begging for a glory hole in all my life.
November 26th, 2010 on 10:09 pm
Don’t let the students in there. It’ll be anarchy in the passe.