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Club Review January 26, 2007
Katz In Heat
By Hannah Katz Browse author

So Yasha already finished "researching" Moscow's indie scene when he asked me if I could review a Moscow indie club for him. Initially, I was kind of pissed that he didn't ask me to help him research the article, after all, I am the eXile's premier nightlife gal. But on second thought, I realized that I wouldn't have wanted to write that sort of thing anyway.

I haven't let it slip in my writing before, but I'm somewhat of an indie buff myself. I dated, well, it was more like I frequently fucked, a college radio DJ for years. I'm not gonna start name dropping to prove to you that I know my shit. There's just no room for that.

But with my knowledge, what I've seen of Moscow's indie scene never really impressed me. In fact, it really depressed me. All the stuff that comes out if it is so freaking derivative, it hurts my ears. To think that I'd have to pretend to be genuinely interested in these people's crappy music the way that Yasha probably had to suck up to them to get any info off them doesn't really appeal to me. Initially I bitched the bald freak out and flat out refused to do it. But the next day, I realized I was bored and had no plans. Fuck it, why not? And I couldn't be happier that I did.

I went to the PODMOSKOVYE CLUB (or Pod Club for short), one of the three or four places that local indie bands play. I went solo. None of my girlfriends wanted to go with me and I've recently purged all my fuck buddies. Sometimes a new year calls for that.

I got there late, too late to actually see the band, but not so late as to miss all the kids that came to the show. Immediately, I hit it off with these two girls, Lela and Nastia. Both were art students; Lela was 17, Nastia was 18. And both were unbelievably cute, in a totally indie sort of way. They didn't have any money, so I was buying the rounds of beers and vodka shots. It was kinda cool to play the provider role.

After a few hours of this, Lela and Nastia laid out their plan. They were gonna go out begging on the streets of Moscow, scrape enough money together to keep drinking until sunrise. Shit, my pockets were stuffed with rubles, but I was game. Why not.

We headed to Novy Arbat to catch the drunken dudes that were coming out of the casinos. After about 45 minutes out there, we accumulated almost 3,000 rubles. Damn! I was shocked. But then, what was I thinking?. Three fine girls begging in sub zero temperatures...what could be more bankable?

We denied dozens of invitations home. We were on a mission. Besides, there was a certain chemistry going between us. We were gonna go to another spot, when Lela's E dealer friend called.

Two hours later, the three of us, Lela, Nastia and me, were at my house drunk and peaking on some really good shit. I really appreciated the fact that I didn't cheap out when buying the shag carpet for my living room. After taking showers, thoroughly scrubbing the street filth off our bodies, we got down andnot dirtysweet. I've had a threesome with two girls beforebut never so young, so ripe and so genuinely full of life. I'm not going to get into the details. I know it's not like me, but this time, it's personal. Jesus, I think I'm in love. Thanks for sending me out on assignment, Yasha. You wanted indie? Is this fucking independent enough for you?

Maly Kisilyovsky Per. 6

Metro: Arbatskaya


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