A Night in the 80's

Saturday Night and it was time to live it up in New York City. But where to? I found a recommendation for the Canal Room in a magazine - we wanted dancing and it seemed to fit the bill. So we decided to hit it up! We arrived and it looked good. Another "Garage Door" type of establishment. Waiting in the freezing cold queue was not easy. The wait killed weaker men than us and we lost half our party (who shall remain unnamed in this post)... Only Pants, Potato and were left in the queue to wait it out.

Pants: The wait is going to be worth it! <Dances>
Me: <Practises washing machine and shopping trolley moves>
Potato: (To bouncer) Hey mate, can we go to the front of the line? We're Australian.

When we finally made it into the club (the Aussie accent didn't do us any favours) it was unbelievably crowded  - and such a tiny room. Everybody was packed in and all smooshed up. Could we handle it? The reason for the crowd became clear quickly, it wasn't a club as we had imagined. It was a concert featuring 80's tribute band Rubix Kube (trust me to pick a band called Rubix Kube...)

So back to my question: could we handle it? Answer: Try and stop us. We put down our drinks and pushed, shoved and smooshed our way to the front of the crowd, Pants leading the way.

It is the best feeling hearing the band on stage shout out "Come on New York put your hands in the air!" I'M IN NEW YORK CITY!!!!

The band were absolutely fantastic. Helped along by a super funky 80's play list and a high energy audience with side ponytails, fluro sunglasses, hairspray and neon glow sticks. The Today Show was also there (I did promise Mum I'd go and see the Today Show being filmed.... tick!) And Sarah, one of the reporters, was up on stage dancing and head bopping to Bon Jovi's Living on a Prayer.

There were lots more shout outs from on stage - New York City - We love you! Hands up if you were born and bred in NYC! Oh yeah!... whoops.... hands down, got carried away there.

Everybody was dancing like crazy kids from the 80's. There was pushing and shoving - and squashing. Balloons, streamers and bubbles were shot into the audience. There was cheering and screaming and our hands kept going up in the air.

Of course, as the lead singer announced, nobody - nobody - sings Don't Stop Believing - Journey like New York City. Um... I already knew that - right? The night finished with the entire audience singing the song karaoke style. The year of the song - 1987 - was plastered on the big screen. My year!

As we lined up to get our coats Pant's summed it up in one word. Intense. We left the Canal Room, grinning and feeling pretty cool - while we waited for a cab - Me: Is that music blasting from our place? Potato: Yep - we're cool. Me: Oh yeah.

Then to get to sleep.. Put your hands up for NEW YORK! Love this city!