A quick scourge of my drunken 20-something brain to come up with some of the hits I remember blasting at every nightclub I ever went to in the 90's.
Banana Alley, Redheads, and some dodgy place on Lygon St because a friend of a friend worked the bar. The place was crap, but the drinks were free, or heavily discounted.
Then we'd move on to somewhere better when she finished her shift.
Closing time was always spelled out by a 3am rendition of "New York, New York" ( do they still do that ? ).
And in case you thought I was classy ?:
The night a bouncer found me sleeping on the loo ( fully clothed, lid down, just resting ) at The Tunnel and it was 7am and daylight already. My friends could party harder than I, and i'd taken a little rest until they were ready to go home. In the end they left, thinking i'd nicked off without them.
He then drove me back to my friend's place, and I made him drop me off at a stranger's door so he didn't come back for that tentative 'date' I was finding it hard to say no to - I just wanted a ride home. Nice.
But dude, The Tunnel ?
And you don't hit on skanky girls who fall asleep there.
And I think he was on the 'roids. Definitely channelling Right Said Fred.
I remember showering, changing, and then going for beers at the Dog's Bar in St Kilda a bit later. My girlfriend got a thickshake from McDonalds and threw it up again in the park across from Luna Park after we went on the old roller coaster.
And yet, so cool, still so cool ...
Or so we thunk ?