Burnt by the Sun and City
I’m scabbing my own strike. If there’s one person out there who wants to know about Moscow’s fabulously retarded nightlife, then I guess that’s enough. Especially since I found a crop of party photos that need to be released into the wild: “Sun and City” at club Opera.
Just when you start posting things like “Moscow is becoming cool” and new oligarch club The MOST uses its “no skanks” policy as a selling point, something happens to make you realize it was all smoke and mirrors. Moscow is still Mars, Moscow is still Hell, Moscow still wears sunglasses at night.
Opera, fashioned as elitny hip hop megaclub, is in itself inherently ridiculous, but coupled with “Sun and City,” it provided a lens of uniquely fabulous retardedness through which to view the city. Sun and City is a poplar solarium. Hell, I’ve been there. Tanning is something dangerous for your health you have to do in Moscow to fit in, like driving without a seatbelt and having unprotected sex.
But indoor sunglasses? Let me just jump in my spaceship.
Note use of blackface and black people as promo for a solarium.
The remainder of the photo series is just called, "When You Were Leaving The House Tonight, Girl, Someone Lied to You.”
Opera, 6 Trekhgorny Val., Metro: Barrikadnaya, Tel. 205-9822
Photos: mainpeople.ru