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Club Review June 2, 2008
Clubbing Adventures Through Time
The gay, the indie and the romantic By Dmitriy Babooshka Browse author

As in all science fiction time-travel stories, my adventures began unexpectedly. I was stuck in traffic somewhere around Serpukhovskaya when I saw an unremarkable building with the name Moscow Physiological Theater on it. Another advertisement in a small font on the entrance promised the joys of "Introduction of club Incognito". There were a few masks decorating the ad to make it look more secret.

As you may know that some newspapers like The Moscow Times make their living by running "introduction" sections where they usually feature pictures of famous actors or models with "call anytime, massage" messages. I have no idea how these call girls look in reality (better ask Ames) but I'm sure they have nothing in common with Christina Aguilera or Terra Patrick (unless you're willing to dish out the big bucks).

Even though I never used these call services, I realized that "incognito" could have some journalistic value, it could be a real swing club.

The reality of it was beyond my expectations. After paying 400 rubles for the entrance, I found myself standing in the middle of a dark room filled with people. Judging by their outfits and behavior, they were from the working class or grotesque specimens of the low-paid office plankton species. There were considerably more men in the club and they were enjoying their vodka from plastic cups and relaxing in plastic chairs.

A few middle aged ladies were dancing next to a stage that featured a live performance of some gay singers with bad voices. They were bands with names like "Nancy" or "Byeliy Orel" (Queer Eagle). These poor saps were semi-celebrities, and had one or two cheesy hits during their short and lousy careers and their lo-fi videos were very popular at the start of Yeltsin era. We didn't have any music scene at the time, as you can imagine. Everyone was being charmed by Brazilian soap operas, eating humanitarian food from the US and dreaming about big about living in Brighton Beach. The time when Russians considered America as a cool country is gone. Today our stars like Dima Bilan win singing contests and we kick Canadians in ice-hockey and Brits in soccer, just like in the USSR. I guess we need to arrange a spectacular explosion on some remote island with a nuclear bomb so everyone understands we deserve to be feared again. Anyway, I was stunned to know these music-mammoths still exist and perform. Most of them got fat and lost their voice along with their hair, but were still jumping on the stage.

Incognito featured a long list of these forgotten bands to entertain their working class visitors as well as some parody shows like "krivoye zerkalo" or "spoiled mirror" where they place mirrors on the stage and invite people from the crowd to laugh on themselves. I was a bit frightened when a heavy-weight lady with bad breath invited me for a "white dance." I was doing my work for the eXile, I had to investigate her motives. After a dance, which seemed to last an eternity, she offered me a drink. Her name was Anya and she had a bottle of champaign at her table and a flask of cognac in her purse under the table. A couple of other "girls" completed the scene. There was nothing strange in Anya's desire for my young and hairy flesh. She worked as a confectioner making cakes at "U Palycha" factory and saw very few men at work. As I understood from her mumbling, her husband was serving in jail for "burglary and wearing police uniform." She liked Incognito because it was "a fun place where she can easily get men's attention." But after she invited me to continue the party at nearby obschezhitiye with other "girls" I understood I couldn't stand this craziness any longer. I excused to leave to the loo and one minute later I was free in shawerma shuttle and heading to see LEBEDINOYE OZERO, a new outdoor summer club and chill out zone opened by the people behind Solyanka.

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