GLAMOURAMA – Glamour Missing!

Glamourama by Nirvana Events kicked off on Saturday, April 25 at Royal Palm: ye old hangout for Nirvana (or so it’s beginning to seem now). Interestingly, Nirvana had organized the Valentine bash at the same venue (same hall too) back on February 14 (remember High on Love?). Does Sakhi get a really good deal every time with that particular hall or is it a regular member’s discount that he is availing? Whatever it is, we kept our fingers crossed for a night that promised excessive use of glamour and a little drama (that was the tag line for the event you see).

Here are our piece by piece two cents on the night as it unfolded:

——————| T.H.E    D.É.C.O.R |

As we made our way up to the 4^th floor where the party was suppose to be, we hoped (to begin with) for a décor that would take our breath away upon stepping in. The main entrance door was being manned by two ummm… boys who tried their best to pose as men. Okay… that’s a start. Stepping inside, we saw that the dance floor was where it was for High on Love. The same went for the bar (out in the right most corner). The seating arrangement (for the people who had paid for lounges) was similar. Ah the stage. Instead of being set up against the western end of the hall, it was right up front across the main door! So SOMETHING was different after all! We were seriously beginning to think we were having a déjà vu of High on Love minus all the red haze from that night (red = Valentine’s Day + the color of love or something like that). It wasn’t bad so to speak of. It just could have been a lot better, that’s all.

OUR TWO CENTS:

Nirvana needs to work on providing a more qualitative ambiance. It is too damn important to give the “wow factor” to those who are entering the place. First impressions count a lot. While they had done a wonderful job of doing so at HIGH on LOVE, Glamourama lacked that shine .

| T.H.E    C.R.O.W.D |——————

Don’t get us wrong. The place wasn’t barren so to speak of but if you step in to a party at around 12:30 or 1:00 am and you know it’s a party that will end at 3:00 am sharp (Royal Palm’s house rules), then you expect the place to be ALIVE already! Unfortunately, it was not the case. The dance floor was barren; which was quite a disappointment honestly. Anyways, we made our way around, mingling in with familiar faces and all. People were in a good mood generally, standing around having a drink or two and chilling while the DJs played wordless music tracks.

A private event is dictated by its crowd and a corporate event by its host. Going by the saying that someone recently quoted to us, we’d say the crowd so far was pretty average. The only known face that we did see around was Saim who was there doing the PR for Nirvana’s party that night. Other than him, no one of the who’s who bunch was seen around to at least 2:15 in the morning. We’ve also heard that Yousaf Salli, Film actress Meera, Sana, and Laila, Models Fia, Xille Huma and Meekal did drop by  (for the remaining 30-40 minutes before the Royal Palm management turned the lights on).

The crowd did swell up after 1:30 am or so but what it gained in quantity nose-dived in terms of quality. Don’t blame us for feeling a tad bit awkward when a girl jumped on top of the turn-tables on the stage with a mic and announced that people should not use cell phones to take pictures of other people. We saw insecurities creeping in on the faces of a lot of people right there and then! Dark and shady corners were in excess and the young and the restless, completely intoxicated and high, were utilizing these opportunities in sets of two (and up to six at one instance). Everyone loves to dance. Everyone loves to have a good time but then again, the way your event needs to be talked about the night after and beyond depends on the quality of it. Not undermining the fact that there were people in that night who knew how to control their liquor and keep their morals in check but largely, people whom we spoke to that night were not very upbeat about the party and the mood it was setting.

Having said that, people were charged up and the dance floor was like a mini-mosh pit. They were dancing, they were moving to the beats both on and off the dance floors and apart from a few hooligans and wanna-be in the audience, the place was pretty alive from around 2 till 3 in the morning.

OUR TWO CENTS:

Nirvana should up the standards a bit more. Male to female ratio is important but that should not come at the cost of quality. Filter the trouble makes and image busters. Target the right people and the right audience. Make sure that they are there.

——————| T.H.E    M.U.S.I.C |

You know how it usually happens that a certain song starts playing at a party that you just can’t get out of your head? And how you can’t help but let the gravity pull you on the dance floor to jump around like no one is watching? Well that didn’t happen too often that night!

Let’s hand it to the DJs. They did a fantastic job at being exceptionally random if nothing else with their choice of tracks and it was a plot that fell flat on its face! Add to that their weird (and irritatingly continuous) attempts at muting the volume in the middle of the tracks being played to get the crowds to sing along! IT DIDN’T WORK! Good DJs needs to know their crowd. They need to have their fingers on the crowd’s pulse and operate with the flow. This was certainly not the case here. Unless the DJ thought he was Tiesto and could pull it off no matter what or he didn’t give a damn about how to drive the crowd, we were rendered clueless and confused as a Punjabi track overlapped an Rnb one to a Hindi to a trance to… need we say more?

Some of you might be daggers-drawn and out to defend the music and tell us that the dance floor was flowing over with people dancing through the night. Please! You’ll be insulting our intelligence. We can bet you free lunch at Cosa Nostra (and that too at Fine Dining) that if you start beating a dhol on liberty roundabout (chowk), you will most certainly get a dancing troupe around you soon enough! People will dance when they are at a party and music is on. Heck, they’ve paid for it, haven’t they? But there is a fine line between GOOD music and AVERAGE music! Unfortunately, this was average music so to speak! The music kept the crowds busy on the dance floor but it lacked a harmony and a flow.

OUR TWO CENTS:

Change the DJs. Period! Bring in Shahrukh for the next one! !

| T.H.E    B.A.R |——————

We’ve said this before and we have to say it again! Nirvana desperately needs to lay off born misers to tend the bar. Let’s leave aside the fact that getting a drink was a pushy affair to begin with. If you did not want to have your drink straight, chances were that you would barely taste the liquor as it swam in the pool of Coca Cola, juice, or Red Bull that you mixed it with. And what was the deal with the Red Bull being so scarce! “It’s only Red Bull for God’s sake,” we heard one girl arguing with the bartender as she pointed at a box partially draped by a cloth behind the counter. “I can see the cans under the cloth! Who are you saving THEM for if not us?” Many people we talked to at the venue were complaining that you either had to know the person at the bar or someone in the management to get a can of Red Bull from under the counter (it was quoted as ‘ran out’ for everyone else). Look, we’ve been to enough parties to know that a good bar and one with ample and continuous flow of liquor keeps the party going! It’s the simplest formula in the book! If people are complaining about scarcity of the liquor in their drinks or the (so called) bartenders making pathetic excuses (and cocktails), you know you have a serious problem! People should not be standing grumpy and all pouty out on the terrace groaning about how they are not getting their money’s worth. Give them quality.

—————— | F.I.N.A..L    W.O.R.D |——————

Our final verdict on Glamourama is a mixed one. Some people liked it and some didn’t. It’s true that you cannot please everyone all the time but you really should not be fretting about it if you know you have the right crowds.

Don’t get us wrong. We do love parties and we have the utmost respect for our event managers. For one, you all take the time to read Partylicious and follow it religiously (which keeps us from having to read it again and again ourselves). Having said that, it is also our job to not only give credit but also impart advice where it is due. The essence of these reviews is to promote an even better understanding of how a certain event was received. The opinions and observations we share are not only ours alone but a collective consensus of people present that night.

Nirvana’s Glamourama lacked the glamour. It did have a hint of style but certainly left a lot of room for improvement.

For starters, we are hoping they would consider a different venue for their next party this summer. Try Chez Nur or DISH for instance guys. Ambiance and décor needs to be worked on and so does the guest list. Nirvana has never had problems generating the crowds. They only need to channel that ability to pull the right crowd that will not dampen their efforts.

Remember guys, it’s not how low you fall but the heights you bounce to from the lows. That is what people remember you for. Good luck for the next one!