Hong Kong Nightlife: June 21 – July 1

Things you may or may not want to do over this and next weekend:


The Hype of Summer (FB event):

22 June @ Pier 9 — $750 with promo code, but this is probably going to be postponed due to a typhoon, or at least very heavy rain. Still, keep an eye out for their rescheduled date.


Liar’s League (FB event)

June 24 @ The Fringe Club — Free entry. This month’s Liar’s League theme is “Lust & Chastity”. A shortlisted selection of original short fiction is acted out by schooled and auditioned actors. I went to the inaugural session at Fill in the Blank back in the day, and it’s a combination of hilarious and poignant, depending on the stories you get. Here’s where you’ll meet the sensitive souls of the literary crowd. English teachers make great summer flings because they won’t ever have to go to work. Just saying.Image

Beach Carnival Round 2 (FB event)

June 29 — Now this is what I’m talking about. This will be my last party of the month, for I’m off to Cambodia for all of July. $250 for an all-day pass, with an open bar. How on earth is it possible to have enough booze for that? The location is secret and will only be released when you get your ticket.


Hong Kong Junk Fest (FB event)

June 30 @ Pier 9 — $500. Long weekend party! Though I’m not really sure what’s going on here. They want a lot of boats? Are they chaining the boats together? Racially segregating us? What?


HKRecycles Review: Ugh

HK Recycles bags

I interrupt the usual program to bring you a special rant on HKRecycles, a service that I’d been looking forward to getting for a long time.

Finally, I convinced my boyfriend to start with some recycling, since HKRecycles doesn’t deliver to my area. I set up the billing cycle, our beautiful recycling bags were delivered, we separated all our trash like OCD squirrels, finding as many things as we could to recycle, and put them out on Monday night as we were told. The next morning, our bags were gone. Maintenance had mistaken it for trash, because serves us right for trying to do something as radical as recycling in Hong Kong.

Well, ok, we’ll email them for some new bags. We had to pay another $100 for a new set, and either they could be delivered the coming Tuesday, or we could go to their Sheung Wan office to pick it up, but would have to arrange for a specific time and date as they didn’t always have someone in the office. Don’t they have a receptionist of some kind? We both decided to wait for Tuesday since it was already quite late in the week by this point.

On Tuesday, only two out of the four bags were delivered. We were missing paper and cans. Seeing as the bulk of our trash is beer cans by the dozen and shredded doodles, this was a huge problem, so we ask for another set. This was nine days ago. Tuesday rolls around, and our one glass of apple juice is taken away (this time we label the bags telling maintenance that this isn’t their business), but STILL NO BAGS.

WHY, HKRECYCLES? WHY? Why are you making it so difficult for your customer to continue throwing money at you? Prior to this I had made a few inquiries about getting recycling done for my office as well. Numbers were exchanged but there was zero follow-up. Both times I’m quite sure I was emailing with Brian Mak, the head honcho (we are both invited to the same junk boat this weekend too…awkward!) so it’s understandable that he’s busy, but if he’s that busy, then they should double their rates to cover the cost of a troubleshooting rep and week-long delivery person.

It’s great that the service is so cheap, but it seems that it’s also affecting the quality of their service. It’s not a difficult service to mess up, but a minor screw-up turns the entire process tedious, even for someone like me who really, really wants recycling in their life.

There also doesn’t seem to be much available by way of reviews on their service, either. Blogs mention its service, but none of them have ever seemed to actually try it out. So to avoid the only awful thing about this service, don’t lose your bags is all you need to do. Tie some strong string around the handles and attach it to your front door gates or the knob on the inside of the door, and put up a sign or something. I sure wish someone had told us that at the start.

We Wanted to be The Sky @ Hidden Agenda

We Wanted to be the Sky @ Hidden Agenda

Clever band branding move, except that link is broken.

I went to Hidden Agenda last night with the intention of seeing The Dodos on Holly’s recommendation. And since I might not get accepted into school here, this might be my last chance to go see the venue!

Instead, what happened was I somehow drank too much at dinner and on the way over, was super high for this tough-cute and possibly South African opening band, then went to fall asleep on a really comfortable, plush couch at the back of the venue (best/worst furniture decision ever, by the way).

Then I woke up with the world spinning towards the song and had to go puke up dinner during the encore. Couldn’t we have saved this for the actual weekend?

If it had been the real weekend, I would have been ready for round two again right after, because party on.

All I remember of the Dodos was that they looked tired and wearing a uniform of white T-shirt and black jeans and shoes. I was pretty much wearing the lady version of that. Could easily have snuck off to Seoul with them.

Rubber Duck Project sails into TST

By Instagram user ppaper_magazine.

By Instagram user ppaper_magazine.

Lowest common denominator art at its finest. Even I’m head-over-heels for this schmuck of a duck. After a month-long gig in Sydney, this 16-meter (16 freaking meters! That’s more than 10 of me!) duck has been spotted at the TST harbour in li’l ol’ Hong Kong.

According to the official infographic, staff enter into the duck through its butthole. Can I get a backstage pass to this thing? I can just see the caption happening for that photo.

So since as far as I can figure out, this duck will be ahoy 24/7 throughout the month of May, so screw the Central pier parties, Kowloon’s got the good stuff now.

rubber duck2

Rubber Duck Project is actually seems to be part of a series of giant inflatable things (your humble author is too lazy to Google this), although it prefers to separate itself from all the other way uglier pieces. Those suckling pig eyes have been haunting me at night for ages (there is an ad in the minibus I take every morning that features a photo of an actual suckling pig, beady red eyes and all), and pardon me, but is that literally a pile of shit in the upper right corner? No contest about who’s going to be the fan favourite this round.

where have all the good times gone?

I’ll say this for the nth time — Hong Kong’s nightlife sucks. Like slug-stuck-on-your-foot sucky. Like black hole sucky.

Lan Kwai Fong, according to long-term foreigners here, have changed even over just the last five years. It’s become a tourist destination, and it’s far rarer to see actual locals frequenting it. That means drunk Navy Seals at 8pm so they can make their curfew, rude treatment from staff at the more ‘exclusive’ clubs, and unimaginative decor and drinks priced at a premium for a crowd that just doesn’t know where else to go. You know how you can tell on vacation what restaurant not to go into by the look of the hurried-looking British couple sitting at the window? Same applies to LKF, and much of the older Soho.

It’s taken 10 months of sticking around the city to find only a couple of consistently great after-sundown hotspots, and a couple of other party organizers who throw stuff once in awhile. I think I’m starting to understand how to ‘read’ certain places and figure out quickly from their clientele and exterior which kinds of places are worth going to and which aren’t, but often it can still be a little hit or miss.

So this blog and I will operate symbiotically. It will constantly gnaw at me to update it with something new, and so it’ll give me an excuse to go to even more parties without a fear of whether it’s bad or not. It’ll make me look for parties in Kowloon and even more remote warehouse locations.

I will not bother writing scathing reviews about the Tazmania Ballroom or Magnum Club, because some feel that any publicity is good publicity. I will write about clubs and bars of any size and fame if they do turn out to be great. I may write about newer venues that didn’t live up to expectations. I could just turn this into a self-indulgent, “Look how much more than you I get wasted!” blog. I might also post the occasional hedgehog bathtime video. Actually, I’ll do that now.