The drinks are on the Creators Project

Last week, I managed to nab a couple of guestlist places to the Creators Project Party hosted by Vice and Intel. So managing to coax a few mates to don their glad rags under the promise of free booze, a favourable line up, and cutting edge art installations, we headed out on an early saturday evening to Victoria House in Bloomsbury. What followed was a relatively raucous affair, and upon sight of the open bar, we were like four hyperactive kids who had just been locked in Hamleys for the night.

how to pre pre drink

That is the pre drink, before the pre drink, before the club. To get involved you'll need cheap cider, 3 for £10 4 pack beers, face paint, bad teeth, a cake and a lot of nerve. Heres how we put our ingredients to use:

Step 1: Apply vomit inducing, borderline racist yellow face paint whilst carefully taking swigs from your £7.27 bottle of asda dark rum.





Step 2: Add bad teeth and fake ears to the mix.




Step 3: Introduce the cake. Nothing beats cake and booze.



Voila! There you have our dysfunctional and slightly disturbing take on the pre pre drink. You'll know it was successful when your crouched over a sink in the toilets of a dive club at 2am, frantically rubbing yellow paint off your face until you only look slightly jaundiced - rather than a dickhead.


P.S. we actually went out looking like this.

wedding bells

This is fuuuuuunnnnnnnyyyyyyyy. Although I think I'll have to watch it again because I missed half of it having a cringe induced fit. Then again, maybe not. I am however inspired, I'm thinking of doing my own version to So Solid Crew's 21 seconds - that way every member of the wedding party will have a part and it'll give my wedding an urban edge. Yeahh...I might even rope in an Audi TT to come down the aisle to complete the theme. Props to the happy couple though - they're the ones who'll have to face looks of horror and shame when they eventually show the video to their mentally scarred kids.

mmmmpohhh

Apparently it doesn't take just milkshake to bring the boys to the yard. Cargo reckon it takes a bit of live music, DJ's tearing up the wheels of steel and even candyfloss and popcorn! Did I also forget to mention its all for free? I'm game as they definitely know the way to this boys heart, but the real reason why I'm excited comes in the form of genre-defying MPHO. She first came under my radar when she opened for Mr Hudson in Manchester last month and didn't fail to impress.  Sure, her debut single 'BoxNLocks' is strong - a slick electronic pop tune with an urban edge that almost seems it was written specifically for droptop-down convertible mustang driving. But it was seeing perform her rendition of Kate Bush's 'Running Up That Hill' (above) live that plucked some heartstrings, and live is where MPHO really comes into her element. So do what you must to get down to Cargo tonight, or miss this at your musical peril.