This week my sober adventures took me out with my new roommate, Simo. The man is currently doing his PhD in the way people interact with products…or something like that anyway. Very smart dude. He had some really cool insights into body language and environmental behaviour that I half understood then passed off in this blog as my own ideas. Cheers mate.
Arriving in the Valley around 10pm, Simo and I trundled up to Ric’s bar to pass the time before we were due to watch Deadmau5 play at Family around 12.
For those of you who haven’t been to Ric’s; I like to describe the place as.. a tangible, living definition of that highly subjective term, ‘Indie’.
The DJ upstairs often looks like they came directly out of your worst nightmare and he/she/it is just as likely to be playing ‘The VB ad jingle’ to a James Brown classic or something from the Wiggles’ latest work. It’s like a box of chocolates…Great for a bit of a laugh though.
Downstairs at Ric’s is this tiny, little stage and a large set of badly cleaned, spider-webbed speakers. Every weekend, Brisbane’s ‘local talent’ scream their lungs out through those speakers and unfortunately, sometimes only the ‘local’ part to the band’s description is true.
Simon and I spent most our time at Ric’s downstairs. We watched a guy with a haircut that looks like something from a nursery rhyme yell his lungs out while playing a drum kit. We we’re both quite impressed I must say. We also had a bit of a squizz around the room and got the ol’ HSM clipboard out.
We noticed that when the music gets loud, as it did this evening (and does in nearly all nightspots), two interesting things happen that lead people to significantly drink more.
1) The conversation stops. If you leave a person to just the self-chatter in their mind and a drink in their hand, you can bet your house on which one of the two will be left with the person after 10min of being alone.
2) Loud music makes people immediately become two-dimensional. Because you can’t talk, you can only judge a person two things. How they look and their body language. Therefore, people like me, who rely on their conversation over ‘suave-ness’ are often left feeling possibly similar to how a daddy long legs would feel. ‘If I drink more, that ‘grinding’ thing that sexy people do on the dance floor will seem much easier’.
Part II. We head on up to Deadmau5…. tomorrow.