The golden age of nightclubs

I find myself detached from mainstream culture. It started with the demise of nightclubs like Annabel’s and the arrival of the people who frequent them nowadays, the likes of Lil Nas X, Dua Lipa, Lizzo, Fat Joe, Pusha T, DaBaby. All real names, incidentally, lifted from the saccharine, slush-like descriptions by gossip columnists of nightclubbing celebrities. Yep, things sure ain’t what they used to be — after dark, that is.

Forget top hats and tails, and older men leering at figure-eight gels dressed in clingy gowns. This is the #MeToo era and men are almost redundant. The blatant extravagance — and at times arrogance — that came with inherited money is over. Silly empty-headed dowagers are a thing of the past. Women today go into nightclubs with support teams of yes men and yes women. Clubs are dark places with more security than customers and with the charm of a root canal.