Few of us know why for sure, but there seems to be something immensely
satisfying seeing a wee hottie strutting her stuff inside a cage. We’re not talking something small, that you might keep a terrier in for
example, but a decent space, something reminiscent of the caged,
dancing DJ of 1960s LA disco Whiskey a Go Go. These days cage dancing
is something we would usually associate with all the splendour and sin
of Vegas, something naughty yet socially accepted, kinky yet distant. Read more...
Sugar at EAST
Written by NecesCity Hong Kong,
on 11-02-2010 00:00
Hong Kong’s smoking ban has put an interesting twist on the whole bar
scene. Those bars and clubs that didn’t jump on terrace real estate
have been left with punters stranded outside the front door in a cloud
of their own carcinogens. But those that did dive for fresh air are
capitalising on Hong Kong’s naturally stunning cityscape. Read more...
Ned Kelly's Last Stand
Written by NecesCity Hong Kong,
on 10-02-2010 00:00
Hong Kong likes to pride itself as being a world city. It regularly
compares itself to the globe’s top capitals and rightly so – we have
the shopping, the transport, the shiny malls and towering buildings,
the food, wine and women. But what this city lacks is a decent live
music scene in general and jazz specifically. In a city where you never
have to walk far for a handmade suit or over-priced coffee, truly
great jazz can be as had to find as a virgin in the playboy mansion.
Despite Hong Kong’s reputation as a party town, the later the revelry
goes, the slimmer the choices for late-night dining. Sure, there is
always the fish ball special at flood-lit cha chan tangs, or greasy
chicken wings covered in weaponised chili sauce, but these places tend
to kill the night’s vibe quicker than bringing your mum (and her photo
albums) to a first date. What you need is ... Read more...
Mariners' Rest
Written by NecesCity Hong Kong,
on 16-12-2009 10:45
Most
of us have an inherent fear of getting arrested (guilty or not) and
sent off to prison, a place with no windows, steel bars and a bunk mate
called Bruno, who buys liquid soap in bulk. Yet TST’s newest nightspot
makes the most of its claustrophobic interiors and colourful heritage
to take you ‘downtown’ in a whole new (and more comfortable) way. Read more...