Drink of choice:
Vodka-Red Bull
In your pocket:
Tissues, lip balm, and I have keys.
Reading:
The Economist.
Listening:
A lot of Cantopop – Eason Chan
On the Hong Kong club scene:
Overplayed music, same places, same people, basically shit.
Stupidest Hong Kong trend:
Gosh, there’s so many. Office ladies not eating lunch for a month to buy an LV bag.

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Belvedere Restaurant & Wine Bar

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Isola

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C Club
Holding a lot back? Don’t speak your mind too often? Never reach for that second chocolate? Sounds like you need a good cage dance with drunken bankers cheering you on. This place is done up all sleek and red with a cage near the DJ booth, great for some unwinding of the dirty dancing kind. Need the courage of the Irish? C Club does some sort of drink special or Happy Hour most days of the week. Bring your chick friends and get your (dirty) groove on. Because, why not?
B/F, California Tower, 30-32 D’Aguilar St., Central, 2526-1139.

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HK Magazine: Music-wise, who is Suv?
DJ Suv: Musical, educational, hard groove, BPS and BPM – big people’s music. That’s how MC 5ibe put it to me.

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Favorite Hong Kong noise: Chicken feet being chewed up and spat out. It’s not really my favorite. But don’t you like the thought?
Favorite Hong Kong quirk: Seeing old and new all at once. But I’m still quite young, so old is relative.
Idol: Homer Simpson.
Reading: An invoice (to get my money)
Listening to: The Roots

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This story was sparked by a comment overheard at last year’s Rugby World Cup Sevens: “You’ve got to admit, Hong Kong gives good piss up.” There is one very good reason why what started as a small tournament in 1976 became the game’s favorite touring stop: the crowd. And what fuels our famous carnival? Beer. And this year, official tournament caterers the Holiday Inn Golden Mile are preparing to serve up at least 90,000 liters of beer.

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Spoon Bar

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Favorite Hong Kong noise: The “ding ding” of the trams.
Weird Hong Kong quirk: Women in power suits standing on the street with scrunched-up faces, complaining to their boyfriends in kiddy voices.
Reading: “Unleashing the Idea Virus” by Seth Godin.
In your pocket: DJ mix CD, iPaq, mobile phone, wallet, pen and a Park’n’Shop voucher. Big pockets.

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Oi, you! Shut up and listen. I know more than you do. I’m smarter than you, better than you, more capable than you. I can write better, speak better, live better. I’ve got better philosophies, better politics, better morals. And writing like this, I can make myself heard. You’re a captive audience as far as I’m concerned.

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