After Parties

Breakfast club after MOS in 1993 was good..
A bit even before my time! Carry on at space was my fav. In fact all the space afters for manu, crasher and clockwork were all brilliant and all different despite being in the same venue. And 9am clubbing was always a great start to the day.

Today’s afters seem to be a micro elitist culture based on being rich, who knows who and hangers on. Afters appear to have become aspirational. I really don’t want that and it’s very much against the spirit of Ibiza imo. I also dont really want to be hidden away up in a villa in the middle of nowhere in that kind of environment when I’m on my holiday. And especially not on Ibiza where there is still so much going on despite it being somewhat more sanitised than it used to be. But I guess I’m old fashioned. And even back then the national police came down hard on things they didn’t like - it’s never been a free for all.

In the current context, I like cocoons approach these days. It seems to be more about being there as opposed been there.
 
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Forget the past ..the rules are imposed by organizers...its part of the game..some place cant welcome more than 1000 people so they filter people..

km5 Benimussa park tox bora bora cova Santa Blue Marlin are the main after parties accessible to anyone...

For the villas not really but as long u know the meeting point to catch the shuttle, u can have a try asking to people there if there is a place left on their list (for the private at Villa xxx they were 3 places left on the list of a friend worker that thought of me as she knew im a nice cool bloke :cool:)

There will always selection
Ibz is the place where they let enter any people as long you pay :D except afterparties..
the selection is harder in Paris in some place i m often turned back as thinking im a small town boy :lol: , i just don't go back simple as that. (guy gerber, black coffee, art Department played in posh ver hard door policy place in Paris this year)

its like society not every on can apply to "good jobs"/school...some injustice & so on are part of life
u have to fight & take it in consideration
the white collar the blue ones, the elite ...


viva Zapata!!! :rolleyes: la revolucion , of course :lol:

ps:Space ibiza is over, in case some forget it or can't deal that the golden age of clubbing is over :D i guess they will rebuild one in a few years as there is a huge business about it
Remember the good time when we used to party...
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:rolleyes::arrow::lol:
 
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Today’s afters seem to be a micro elitist culture based on being rich, who knows who and hangers on. Afters appear to have become aspirational. I really don’t want that and it’s very much against the spirit of Ibiza imo. I also dont really want to be hidden away up in a villa in the middle of nowhere in that kind of environment when I’m on my holiday. And especially not on Ibiza where there is still so much going on despite it being somewhat more sanitised than it used to be. But I guess I’m old fashioned. And even back then the national police came down hard on things they didn’t like - it’s never been a free for all.

In the current context, I like cocoons approach these days. It seems to be more about being there as opposed been there.

Interesting point. I think it very much depends on the type of 'afters'. If it's someone's private house, they're naturally not going to want a load of randoms back (I wouldn't want 200 strangers back at mine unless someone could vouch for all of them) - too many risks involved, unless you are some very utopian hippy.

if it's an official venue though, then it's a different story. the secrecy is entirely based on elitism because that fuels the hype and the hype fuels the demand

at the same time, however, a lot of places might not want English or Russians or whatever, possibly due to bad previous experiences, so it might only be Italians in the know. Given my experiences elsewhere, I've been in countless sshh experiences at the end of a night where the guy in the know has waited for people (sometimes myself also) to disappear before telling everyone else. It can often come down to a hunch or prejudice, and it's not always unjustified.
 
Oh I can just imagine the perfect ibiza party

somewhere isolated in the hills
maybe 150-200 people
all weekend
tony pike and lucy porter playing ping pong outside
a few hippies playing canasta on top of a discarded washing machine
coco locos on tap
some mystery substance called 'morning glory' getting passed around by some Australian woman in a sarong which she claims blew her mind in Bali
sharing a spliff with someone dressed as a gorilla in the corner, whilst sharing a mutual moan about how things aren't what they used to be
DJs you don't know, playing records you've never heard, on a system you've never experienced, taking you to places you've never been - no rules, no genres, no drops, no finger pointing, no selfie sticks
the cops turning up and getting on one
Eric Cantona turning up with Bill Murray and Nile Rodgers and starting a conga, everyone getting involved
Steve Lawler getting chucked out for boring the pants off some cool Japanese girls he was trying to impress
someone releasing a tarantula into the room, causing momentary panic before getting squashed by one of Shovell's congas
FGP trying to gain access with a wristband and being politely directed to the bus stop
Nobbie live blogging the whole thing from some dining room table
 
the New Ibz (spotlight ) team for ibz july 2018
Me +Nobbie Q + soulmate from U.A.E :) the 3 musketeers on the run!!!:cool: (this is the ibz 18 gossip :spank::arrow::lol: )
Can't Feuckin wait!!!:lol:
(still one place free :cool: but 3 guys in the car is enough as where do we'll put the mini baR? :D
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Oh I can just imagine the perfect ibiza party

somewhere isolated in the hills
maybe 150-200 people
all weekend
tony pike and lucy porter playing ping pong outside
a few hippies playing canasta on top of a discarded washing machine
coco locos on tap
some mystery substance called 'morning glory' getting passed around by some Australian woman in a sarong which she claims blew her mind in Bali
sharing a spliff with someone dressed as a gorilla in the corner, whilst sharing a mutual moan about how things aren't what they used to be
DJs you don't know, playing records you've never heard, on a system you've never experienced, taking you to places you've never been - no rules, no genres, no drops, no finger pointing, no selfie sticks
the cops turning up and getting on one
Eric Cantona turning up with Bill Murray and Nile Rodgers and starting a conga, everyone getting involved
Steve Lawler getting chucked out for boring the pants off some cool Japanese girls he was trying to impress
someone releasing a tarantula into the room, causing momentary panic before getting squashed by one of Shovell's congas
FGP trying to gain access with a wristband and being politely directed to the bus stop
Nobbie live blogging the whole thing from some dining room table
I take it all back. Can I get an invite?!
 
Interesting point. I think it very much depends on the type of 'afters'. If it's someone's private house, they're naturally not going to want a load of randoms back (I wouldn't want 200 strangers back at mine unless someone could vouch for all of them) - too many risks involved, unless you are some very utopian hippy.

if it's an official venue though, then it's a different story. the secrecy is entirely based on elitism because that fuels the hype and the hype fuels the demand

at the same time, however, a lot of places might not want English or Russians or whatever, possibly due to bad previous experiences, so it might only be Italians in the know. Given my experiences elsewhere, I've been in countless sshh experiences at the end of a night where the guy in the know has waited for people (sometimes myself also) to disappear before telling everyone else. It can often come down to a hunch or prejudice, and it's not always unjustified.
I don’t disagree. I was writing from the party goer perspective as opposed party host.
 
After parties in villas go like this ,

Rich twats rent villa - plus sound - plus bar
Rich twats tell all there friends they are hosting a party
Rich twats invite as many chicks as they can ,
Chicks bring lads who are not really wanted
Lads want to get the f*** out of there as they can see it's shit and want to go home
Videos start appearing on fb around 2pm
Party looks shit ,musics shit , everyone wears black

Best afters was manumission carry on

Nothing will beat that
 
Oh I can just imagine the perfect ibiza party

somewhere isolated in the hills
maybe 150-200 people
all weekend
tony pike and lucy porter playing ping pong outside
a few hippies playing canasta on top of a discarded washing machine
coco locos on tap
some mystery substance called 'morning glory' getting passed around by some Australian woman in a sarong which she claims blew her mind in Bali
sharing a spliff with someone dressed as a gorilla in the corner, whilst sharing a mutual moan about how things aren't what they used to be
DJs you don't know, playing records you've never heard, on a system you've never experienced, taking you to places you've never been - no rules, no genres, no drops, no finger pointing, no selfie sticks
the cops turning up and getting on one
Eric Cantona turning up with Bill Murray and Nile Rodgers and starting a conga, everyone getting involved
Steve Lawler getting chucked out for boring the pants off some cool Japanese girls he was trying to impress
someone releasing a tarantula into the room, causing momentary panic before getting squashed by one of Shovell's congas
FGP trying to gain access with a wristband and being politely directed to the bus stop
Nobbie live blogging the whole thing from some dining room table
Nice thought that....but you are missing Carl Froch walking around the dancefloor telling everyone how he once beat george groves at wembley infront of 80,000 people & Paul Gascoigne turning up to the door with a fishing rod & KFC .....
 
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After parties in villas go like this ,

Rich twats rent villa - plus sound - plus bar
Rich twats tell all there friends they are hosting a party
Rich twats invite as many chicks as they can ,
Chicks bring lads who are not really wanted
Lads want to get the f*** out of there as they can see it's shit and want to go home
Videos start appearing on fb around 2pm
Party looks shit ,musics shit , everyone wears black

Best afters was manumission carry on

Nothing will beat that

ha, thanks for shattering the illusion!
 
Anyone know what time the Salinas Hostal party will finish?
I'm in Talamanca now and want to know if it's worth getting a taxi now?

Thanks
 
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