Disco...great beat mate.

Well, upon my return from Sheffield last weekend, well and truly drained, and also in the financial sense, the partying resumed on Saturday night, as it was my sister-in-laws 40th birthday bash at the nearby Rugby Club.  I was the elected driver for the night, which actually wasn't a bad thing, as I was close to needing a liver transplant anyway from the previous night's decadence.

All piled into the club, to be greeted by salty snacks and sugary treats.  There were two blokes spinning the decks, largely playing 70s disco tracks at volume 11. Tinnitus here I come.  I can honestly say, without exaggerating that I've never heard so many Earth, Wind and Fire tracks in one evening as last weekend.  It really was like an E, W and Fire theme night.  Too much of a good thing?

The wife strongly advised me to remain seated at all times, as my dancing skills are less than desirable.  See other people's attempts...

The hand movement really helps to make you look extra cool on the dance floor.....um.

Later on, the music was bordering "naff" as the Dutch pop act "Starsound" or "Stars on 45" as there otherwise known, sang that Abba medley set.  Those medley's you used to be able to buy from a well-known high street store, now no longer, are an ideal excuse for not doing proper dj mixing, as the music is already blended to within an inch of its' life.  This of course gives the now redundant dj's lengthy time off to sink pints of lager, or even go out and do the weekly shopping, come back, and the music's still playing.  Easy money!

So for me, not the greatest health recommendation...shouting above the music two nights in a row, does wonders for my vocal chords...not great in my choice of vocation.