Luxxury

Well, it’s all on tonight. If you’re not exhausted after see­ing the rug­ger at not-the-Cake-Tin, listen­ing on Nation­al Radio to per­form­ances by unlikely per­muta­tions of small anim­als, hear­ing the pipes call­ing at the Opera House or see­ing some obscure up-and-com­ing band at what I think is still called Indigo, then Sand­wiches has a party night for every­one. Elec­troluxxe is billed as “Tech­no­Elec­troRock­House”, thus pretty much cov­er­ing every genre oth­er than dub, jazz and coun­try. You know how it is: you’re with a bunch of people, all with dif­fer­ent tastes in music, and no-one can agree: someone likes 80s New Romantic, anoth­er one goes for dirty punky elec­tro, someone else likes indie rock and some sad bug­ger (prob­ably me) prefers 90s techno. So Elec­troluxxe comes to the res­cue with a play list that includes the likes of Dur­an Dur­an, Peaches, Bloc Party and Carl Craig. The word “mashup” does­n’t even begin to describe it.

Those with espe­cially capa­cious reserves of energy (and cash) could then explore the most dec­ad­ent dishes and deranged decor of culin­ary Wel­ling­ton or try to track down the latest mys­tery bar. Here’s a hint: one of the com­menters has already got it. Here’s anoth­er: this is pos­sibly the only bar to have actu­ally become classi­er when it was taken over by Bri­an Le Gros.