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Left field nightclub design.
Organic, dripping walls heaving in and out rhythmically, like a gigantic breathing diaphragm. A sort of partially digested feel with a continuous track of metal-acid-jazz-fusion sound reverberating around the venue , laid over a 13Hz "breathing" beat at 4 second intervals.
Sounds of peristalsis audible at odd intervals. Think of the nest scene from the movie Alien, then add noise and colour.
This place is a combination of club, speakeasy and amusement park. All drinks must fizz for no apparent reason.
Probably the scene from The Empire Strikes Back
http://www.theforce...ix/vidi6/sslug1.jpg
I'm assuming Peter was referring to the scene where the Millenium Falcon flies into the "cave". Yes, I know it's a crappy picture. [mrkillboy, Oct 25 2001, last modified Oct 05 2004]
Firesnake pool
http://www.halfbake...snakes_20Fun_20Pool
[barnzenen, Oct 25 2001, last modified Oct 05 2004]
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Needs a ripple effect. Possible to do with closely placed floor slats or metal grill subfloor with push pins. |
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Also, the restrooms: "Leaders of the Pack" and "Everybody Else" |
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I was thinking "Detachable Penis" for the restrooms. |
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At closing time the whole place heaves and everyone is hurled with a rumble of chunder into the mean streets. |
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As long as the corridor leading to the toilet isn't intestinal in length and scaled up like the rest of the club. |
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Dripping walls? Always warm inside? Partially digested carpets? Strange fluids sloshing around? Over-fizzy lager? Throbbing beat? Odd sounds? This is every club I've ever been in. |
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[pottedstu], you don't have to tell me. I worked in clubs Thu/Fri/Sat nights for a few years, tossing drunks out. No fun sometimes, in a town of 130,000, with 6,000 soldiers in the town. Shit they can fight! |
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Back on-topic, I see the staff wearing oilskins and miner's lights on their helmets. |
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UB: What a classic song that is. "I woke up this morning and realised my penis was missing. Again" |
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Yup. I guess it would work in the Ladies' restrooms too? |
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// I see the staff wearing oilskins and miner's lights on their helmets. // |
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My first thought was thick all-over rubber diving suits (like the Troglodyte warriors in the film Delicatessen), but that might be a bit hot and sweaty. So how about early 20th-century bathing suits, with flippers, snorkels and diving masks, for that "swam a bit too far/Jonah" effect? Or some kind of subsidiary Pinocchio theme? |
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More Retro/Brazil perhaps? I just can't get into the handlebar moustaches, rowing club blazer, straw boater thing. |
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BM, thank you. Can I have a pig, like the Flintstone's garbage disposal unit, instead of an impersonal box with a one-way lid for used female hygiene products? |
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[mrkillboy]'s is talking about a scene from A New Hope. The scene [PeterSealy] is talking about is when Luke is lost in the cold wilderness of Hoth and has to cut open a wampa and sleep inside of it to survive. I remember having a toy wampa that you could 'open' up and put action figures in. Great fun I had as a kid, huh? |
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Sounds like a great idea [UB]. If [BM] designs the men's room too, I think I might actully visit. |
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barnzenen: Hoth. I'm not enough of a (insert whatever the equivalent of Trekkie for Star Wars is here) to confirm or correct the wampa spelling. |
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Ah, you've already changed it. |
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Hey UB, any chance if the Aussie version of Club-a-Bubba (excellent name, Blissmiss) is a success that you'll open one in good ol' Blighty? It'll make a nice change from all the clubs that play crappy cheese music and are exactly the same right down to the urinal cakes. |
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Drinks should be dispensed via veinal tubes (Lexx, The Matrix). |
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I bet people would pay to watch the refuse leave the building via a sphincter-aperature over the dumpster. |
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[phoenix], Interesting way to spend time when you could otherwise be watching a sunrise... |
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BM, thanks, but the urinal doesn't have to be too flash, just something you can hit when sozzled. I'd propose a pool with an edge about 18 in high and a few blocks of dry ice under the water. Something about 3m diameter should give about 10m circumference, enough for normal club 'traffic'. |
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No front door, just a big, furry mechanical arm which swoops down, grabs you and stuffs you into the club's 'mouth'. |
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Well, [UB], you gotta get the shit outta there some how. |
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Hey [BM], what would you call a states version? Can't think of anything trendy right now. |
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Could also have a pool with firesnakes in it out back. |
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[BM], excellent. I do try to have that effect from time to time. I'm sure there'd be call for a glass in the middle, with a prize for filling it. |
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UB, couldn't you combine your 'blocks of dry ice' with those urinal cakes and just have a giant-sized urinal polo mint thingy (Glass sitting in central hole, of course)? Kills two birds with one stone. |
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And the taps would be stylized, species-inspecific penii, breasts, udders, etc. |
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Might as well do the LCD bar thing, using (Fujitsu's?) new organic display technology (link, anyone?). |
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Trained fireflies flitting about, and congregating for table lights and wall sconces. |
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I think the staff should wear roller-blade like things, but made like the snail locomotion idea. |
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Clubba Bubba would be a perfect name for the U.S. version, and it gives nods to both [blissmiss] and [UnaBubba]. |
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New Jersey - Bubba-Bing, Bubba-Boom |
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i was thinking something more along the lines of "the tap womb"... |
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The Lung Bar.
Breathe Easy
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Lighting could be supplied with pulsating flexitube lighting in red and blue. |
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Glad you let it out for a bit of air occasionally. |
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Heavy swisscheesing here, guys. |
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That's a bit like The Womb in Amsterdam. |
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Gee, [UB], we thought you'd finally broken that nasty habit of muttering to yourself. |
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Ooo, over here, that's my Reuben
platter with the heavy swisscheesing.
Yum. + |
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Perhaps my mummy should have named me Swissbliss. |
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Can you yodel that for us, [bliss]? |
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