Douze points pour Alternative Eurovision!

This isn’t a comment on Eurovision – which incidentally, I LOVE (who’d have thought?). It’s more about Alternative Eurovision from Time Out Live next Friday 17th May at London Wonderground! All those words sound fun together don’t they?

Well, you can look with your eyes at how much fun it is going to be here

LOOK, LOOK NOW AND BE WOWED

Featuring the cream of London’s Cabaret from Jonny Woo, to Tricity Vogue via East End Cabaret and Bryony Kimmings to other singing / dancing / performing sensations representing a country from this fine European nation which they don’t actually hail from. It’s all a big daft act you see, but all for your delight.

Oh yes, and it’s hosted by me! That’s why I’m telling you about it. Gosh, I’m at amazing at self publicity. It’s a real skill of mine.

Will be channeling past Eurovision stars throughout the show and thinking with a very non-UKIP frame of mind. If we left Europe then we really wouldn’t ever win Eurovision ever again. We’re still in the dog house for Iraq and that. Doing one would see us doomed for eternity. Who wants that? We must live in hope for future Euro glory!

See the full line up here and book your tickets for the annual camp cabaret jamboree!

You can dance.

For inspiration.

Well you can do it when it launches on 5th May. It’s a super fun glamover-hangover with food, films, music and fun. Here is a visual representation to entice you:

There’s even slippers too so you can get into full Sunday mode and sprawl around on the sofas reading the papers, taking in a cocktail masterclass, watching the film or classic tv series in the screening room, stock up on sweets and treats, oh and of course listening to my music. Not MY actual music that I made, that wouldn’t be very good. In fact it would be a lot like this:

No one wants that. So it’s me djing suitable Sunday music to soothe your ears / mind and make Sunday a swinging affair!

NOT THAT KIND. Just good clean fun.

And slippers.

Email Holly to book or find out more and come disco dine with us!

Eggs! Chocolate eggs! Hooray!

This weekend I’ll be playing at a few parties, rather than hibernating under all the duvets one can find and mainlining refined carbs. First up, Thursday night for Gymbox, the super snazzy London gym group for their quarterly party. It’s not in the gym though – booze and exercise don’t really mix as I’ve found several times on a hungover guilt-run and fallen over / run into walls / headbutted lampposts etc – but in a secret space. Luckily I know where this is otherwise I’d be wandering the capital’s streets like a sequin-clad hobo.

Saturday is Guilty Pleasures at KOKO and it’s a Pyjama Party! Weeee! So really we could all turn up with morning hair and stained dressing gowns, but it’s not really the best Saturday night look. Unless you’re staying in of course then that’s perfectly acceptable. Or indeed you are mad or ill. Again, totally fine. Therefore will be making sure my nocturnal get up is suitable for the grand stage of KOKO and its colossal mirror ball seeing as I am neither of the latter.

Sunday, I won’t be going to church (sorry Jesus) but djing at a birthday party. Love birthdays. And Weddings. Not just because there’s cake – although one cannot deny that is a bonus – but because they’re a proper celebration and everyone is up for F.U.N. So hooray for that.

Yeah, seems about the right size

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Last Sunday (24th) had the soft launch of the brand new W Does Brunch Sunday Brunch Party that I am doing with the super glam W Hotel in Leicester Square. It starts properly on 14th April then every Sunday forever more and I am hideously excited about it. It’s a super deluxe Sunday relax / hang out, with amazing food, music (from me), a film and loads of other stuff that makes it a good excuse to lounge around the splendid hotel in slippers. Oh yes, you get slippers to wear to get into the relaxed vibe. Stained dressing gowns not an option alas. Again, that’s for your eyes only.

Will have more news on the above as soon as. Promise. Appreciate you may not believe me seeing how rubbish I am at updating this here blog, but you can always follow me on Twitter for up to the minute (sort of) things I’m up to and just nonsense really.

Bye!

Pinned it! Made it! asked me to make a mix for their February party. It’s a monthly crafting event in Hackney run by some savvy girls of Dalston dwelling, where they make different things such as accessories, food, jewellry, floral fabulousness etc and proudly display it on Pinterest for all the world to look at. It’s kind of like an uber modern Women’s Institute for this social networking world. Except you can be a man and go to it too. I think. Not sure, but why not try and see what happens?

This month they were making bunting. It’s the first time I’ve been asked to soundtrack the making of bunting. Maybe it will be the last. I like sound tracking unusual activity, decency depending of COURSE. I remain optimistic Hobbycraft will be calling me in light of this to provide their nationwide in store soundtracks. It’s a dream kids. Think of all the discount pipe cleaners you could get your hands on.

You don’t have to make bunting to listen to the mix. But if you do, then you have fulfilled the mix’s destiny. What a joyful thought.

LISTEN TO THE MIX HERE (and do whatever you like whilst listening to it)

But, one has to self publicise to some degree in this game and therefore here are some things that I have been doing and am about to do.

Rave Karaoke

Did this at the Bugged Out Weekender. I wore a white boiler suit and an Alternat8 mask, the latter of which I made myself. (Really it was just a dust mask + marker pen’d “A”, but saying making it myself sounds much more impressive non?) The big hitters were Haddaway’s “What is Love” and Artful Dodger’s “Re-rewind (The Crowd Say Bo Selecta)”. Hopefully the Rave Karaoke will re-emerge in a slightly better boiler suit this time later in the year. Naturally my up-to-the-minute blog will be the first point of call for this news…

Haddaway – Big in Bognor

In other Karaoke chat, this month’s Karaoke Tuesdays at Concrete on 26th takes its lead from it being the month of love,  theme is DUMPED. For all those that have been, about to be or think love can do one frankly, come wail your blackened / broken heart away below Pizza East next week. See how / when / where here

Cathartic wailing welcome – DUMPED at Concrete.

I will be making or rather playing sweet, sweet music of the loving kind this Friday 15th at Friday Night Disco at the Social , with some pop pumpers and rnb belters to make the weekend start in a way that makes you fall even more in love with your other half or if single, makes you fall in love full stop. Not sure what with, but one likes to remain optimistic and open minded that love can occur wherever and has no boundaries. As long as it’s tasteful mind.

I have new neighbours both above and below me. They both like to have their telly’s at gran-like volume levels. I can hear their telly over mine and I am a tinitus-riddled dj so their ears must be super knacked.

Jetting off to warmer climbs this Saturday 16th, playing the super amazing and most excellent Razzmatazz in Barcelona on Saturday night. Or rather Sunday morning what with Spain being crackers and that. My set starts at 3am (I know!) ending as the sun rises over the med. It really is one of the best clubs ever. Everyone is ace in there and is so much fun. The next day I will force myself out of bed and max out my hours in Catalunya eating as much crema catalana as I can manage before flying back to a cold and greying London.

That’s Barcelona. It’s alright isn’t it?

Been playing the Soho House group of members clubs of late and so far this year have scored a hattrick playing the latter, Shoreditch and Little House. Quite fancy Miami next please. Or Berlin. Really I’m not fussy. They’re loads of fun. You may have gathered that I like fun. I do.

The new Justin Timberlake single is good. Not Suit and Tie. That was the opposite of good. This one, Mirrors. It’s good. The only troublesome matter that needs addressing is how much JT looks like Olly Murs.

Or is it the other way round? Either way this wasn’t meant to happen! Stop ruining JT for me Olly!

GO AWAY.

NOW.

Think that’s enough quacking for a bit.

Bye

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= RAVE KARAOKE THIS SATURDAY NIGHT AT BUGGED OUT WEEKENDER

10PM – 2AM

Blow your whistle

Been eating large amounts of fat in all its glorious forms hence silence upon this here dazzling website.

Back at the Social next week. My Birthday week too, so it’s only polite you attend frankly or consider yourself OFF the Christmas card list. Yes, big talk for 2013.

Starts at 7pm. It’s good fun. I won’t be doing big talk then. Big dancing probs more likely.

You might not have been that interested anyway, but I had a great time playing at suitably seasonal affairs for the public and private alike. There was a private pop stars Karaoke Party at Concrete where ALL the staff dressed as popstars and stepped up to the mic; a belter of a Christmas soiree at The House of St Barnabus for the ever fun Cow Events and Guilty Pleasures Cinema Party at the Troxy on Saturday. How about you? (See I’m interested in you, even if it’s not reciprocated. It’s just how I am…)

This week is the final furlong and tonight I’m at the Social for a private party where the staff have recorded their own reworking of Band Aid and I debut the recording tonight! I love this. I wish I worked for them. Just for this really. I’m not really sure what it is they do, but if this is part of their Christmas party then they must be alright frankly.

Band Aid. Endless LOLs there clearly…

Then on Friday I’m back at the Social for Friday Night Christmas Disco! That’s the usual fun and Friday night frolics, but all with an added injection of Christmas larks! And heralding! And HARKING! We all need more harking.  Amy Sink the Pink is the special guest and we’ll be weaving our seasonal magic upon the dancefloor for the last time in 2012 and if the world does end as the Mayans seem to be constantly reminding us in a bid to ruin Christmas, then there’s worse places to be to be honest. Locked in a horrible toilet. Stuck down a well. Although both those scenarios aren’t fun when the world isn’t ending. Imagine how terrible it would be if it were?

Enough of that doom talk, the disco starts at 7pm and goes on until 3am for those people who don’t like going home. Free before 9pm, £5 after. Step into Christmas with me!

(This picture represents Christmas disco via the medium of mini mirrorball + tree.)

Saturday I’ll be at Bloomsbury Bowl wearing sequins and playing disco pop whilst people throw massive heavy balls at skittles and high five each other a lot. I’m rubbish at bowling, I either throw it behind me, or dent the floor a bit or usually it just goes straight down the ditch bit either side. Think I’ll stick to the record playing bit. Besides, I’m not keen on the shoes. I’m on 9pm – 12am. In my own shoes.

On Sunday I am going to make loads of chocolates and cakes and treats for Christmas and try not to eat them on the train on the way to my sister’s.

And that’s that.

MERRY CHRISTMAS