Stream of Consciousness

There are many preconceptions on Singapore and club life. Some of them are true. Indeed they are. I tell no lies. This is a state that is well run, highly efficient, safe and secure. Club life, a platform for hedonism and debauchery may therefore seem bland and uninspiring. That is, if one simply skims the surface. What one ‘in the scene’ will quickly find out is that in actual fact it only takes a paddle into the creative pool of Singapore to find that it’s diversity spreads like wild fire. From racial integration to the unparalleled variety of food, this environment of both shades and flavour leave a very special sense to grow. Sound. And with the pace at which this country moves it’s impossible not to imagine a partner to that element. Dance. Club life therefore, although undeniably in its infancy, when compared to Europe, is both absorbent and abundant on the island. But, what the discerning clubber who knows what is, what should and indeed what could be, will tell you, is that the majority of the clubs have succumbed to mass markets. Diversity is there while substance however, is not. Or so it might seem. Let us go back to Singapore’s image of sterility, or better put, succinct efficiency, which I will add is the only way for necessary parts of a society to work, such as hospitals, immigration buildings and civil service. The nature of creativity and enjoyment however, (two components I think absolutely necessary to any society as well as any clubbing experience) is about exploring. It’s about taking tangents and not looking back, making mistakes and learning as you walk the path. After traveling around the world and having lived here for seven years with a break in the middle, I can confidently say there is only one place, which really embraces this alternative vision on experience and achievement. This is HOME. You will find no exuberant facade for unknown needs, no unwanted cost for anything more than the purist elements of true nightlife.