As is mentioned over at DJ München blog, the Holleschek party was the loudest sauna in Munich last night.
The venue was at the intersection of Maximilianstraße and Thomas Wimmerstraße in what appeared, at least to me, to be an old U-Bahn station or subterranean mall.
When standing in the long que (that moved really quickly, thank god) I overheard people behind me talking about the dude who organizes these parties. From what I gathered it’s supposedly some guy who does not really make a lot of cash out of these things but throws them anyway because he simply gets a kick out of organizing rocking parties. I’m intrigued and would like to more.
The sound was incredible, the lights were good and the service at the bar was hot and pretty efficient. As a whole the party was almost too good. There were so many people that moving around was stressful and the thought of having to make ones way through the thousands to the bar or to the toilet was despairing. The ventilation was very poor and only fans which blew intermittently prevented it from being a disaster. People were sweating so much that beer bottles were slipping out of their hands. Halfway through the night (which was when I left because it was just too damn hot) the whole floor was a wet puddle glinting with jagged pieces of glass. My thoughts are with anyone who for some reason fell down last night.
The crowd was a good mix of ages and how some people were really getting down to some dirty dancing surprised me. Pictures of the lovelies can be seen over at clubstars.net. DJs Jens Witzig and Simon Rose certainly had their moments but at one point someone, I guess either Jens or Simon decided to play mash ups of 90s hip-hop hits. Bad move. Mash up’s almost always mean the DJ is out of ideas. Maybe I’m being too hard on them, because for the most part, the music did rock.
Bottom line: I’ll definitely be at the next Holleschek, but I’ll be wearing thick soled shoes, rubber grip-gloves and maybe a sauna towel.
Sonntag, 7. Juni 2009
Samstag, 6. Juni 2009
Barschwein
Barschwein in Schwabing is a two story bar of indeterminate genre situated just off the Leopoldstraße at Franzstraße 3.
From what I could make out, the smoking area was upstairs only and good deal livelier than the rather dull atmosphere on the first floor. Drinks were cheap (250ml beer for €1,20 and litre of Sangria for €8,50) which probably explains the younger crowd. Hanging above the bar upstairs were a number of red round glass holders, which I somehow initially mistook for curling rocks. The service was efficient if not friendly.
The paying system is quite original: upon entering Barschwein you are given a card on which a list of drinks appears. When ordering a drink, the barman marks off what you have ordered on your card. When you leave the bar, you swing by a payment booth, hand your card in and get charged based on what has been marked off on the card.
The ratio of guys to girls was unfavourable (3/4’s guys) but there were a bunch of pretty girls there as well – at least at the beginning of the evening. Music was a mix of current pop chart hits and beer fest favourites played by a highly unusual looking DJ – small, old, or at least weather-beaten, wearing what seemed to be a self-tailored tank-top and of indeterminate gender.
I was there, with my buddy Philipp, on Sunday night (31.05.2009) and we stepped out at about 10pm to check out another bar. While edging our way through the crowd towards the stairwell two guys almost got into a boxing match. We came back a couple hours later to see if anymore fun could still be had there and witnessed a couple more guys wanting to box each other. I guess that kind of aggressive vibe is to be expected with cheap booze.
Quick capsule review: Worth a visit based on value for money alone but not an ideal venue for those getting on a bit in years.
From what I could make out, the smoking area was upstairs only and good deal livelier than the rather dull atmosphere on the first floor. Drinks were cheap (250ml beer for €1,20 and litre of Sangria for €8,50) which probably explains the younger crowd. Hanging above the bar upstairs were a number of red round glass holders, which I somehow initially mistook for curling rocks. The service was efficient if not friendly.
The paying system is quite original: upon entering Barschwein you are given a card on which a list of drinks appears. When ordering a drink, the barman marks off what you have ordered on your card. When you leave the bar, you swing by a payment booth, hand your card in and get charged based on what has been marked off on the card.
The ratio of guys to girls was unfavourable (3/4’s guys) but there were a bunch of pretty girls there as well – at least at the beginning of the evening. Music was a mix of current pop chart hits and beer fest favourites played by a highly unusual looking DJ – small, old, or at least weather-beaten, wearing what seemed to be a self-tailored tank-top and of indeterminate gender.
I was there, with my buddy Philipp, on Sunday night (31.05.2009) and we stepped out at about 10pm to check out another bar. While edging our way through the crowd towards the stairwell two guys almost got into a boxing match. We came back a couple hours later to see if anymore fun could still be had there and witnessed a couple more guys wanting to box each other. I guess that kind of aggressive vibe is to be expected with cheap booze.
Quick capsule review: Worth a visit based on value for money alone but not an ideal venue for those getting on a bit in years.
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