awoodvine said:
I read an excellent review on here a few years ago, so good I copy and pasted it and saved it on my computer. Here it is...
Me too, here we go:
“the terrace was good, but inside DC10 was dark, evil, and WICKED. dc10 = hellmouth!”
“ The music tends to be dirrrrrrrty house, It's fantastic. It's Space's evil twin brother that's been locked in an asylum for stabbing to death all the neighbourhood clubs. While they were all babysitting. Or something.
If you like dirty house, a twisted environment and enjoy being mildly freaked out, go.
It's like taking acid, while on acid.”
“what is so freaky about it?” –“ erm, being smashed off your tits at 10am on a Monday morning when the rest of the planet is stumbling into work??!!!”
“The place is full of freaks.
It's not always pretty, but it's fun.
If you are into clean clubbing, don't go to DC10”
“You can't miss the Monday morning session. Not only is the music sensual and unforgettable (you might see Sasha and Teneglia wandering around in the crowd too!), but the thing I remember most is the people. Everyone smiling and pulsating in time to the drums and bass and uplifting tunes... the sunshine beating down on our flourescent-colored drink glasses and straws... hugging and holding hands with complete strangers that are all having as delicious a time as you are... the experience is truly amazing.
It was so surprising... If you ask me, the place looks like a dump from the outside... but that damn terrace is just a ridiculous good time.”
“ To each his own of course, but I really can't think of anything I didn't like about it. Might be a little too crazy for some folks, but whatever. It was crazy in a very fabulous way for me.”