Berlin's renowned nightclub scene is showing signs of life. Just one problem: No dancing Despite being capital of European coronavirus cup champion Germany, a question mark looms over Berlin's world-famous clubbing scene, where thousands used to dance, sweat, and bosh drugs together nightly. The issue here should be obvious – if you need a clue, it begins with C – so the city's techno temples are attempting a …
It's kind of buzzkill to turn your hip techno club into a neon-lit Pizza Hut.
(Maybe the proprietors can hire Paris to show up. I think she still does the "appearance fee to make your club look cool" thing, even if she is getting close to being mom-age for some of the patrons.)
You mean I can go to the nightclub with the cool kids and have a perfect excuse not to dance?
Because of America's odd relationship with alcohol, dancing has here and there, now and then been prohibited in bars. I remember reading of the college students in the 1960s somewhere in Ohio being allowed to do the hand-jive to the jukebox, but causing the owner to intervene with "You kids wanna lose me my license?" if they got up to dance. (OK, maybe it's America's odd relationship with alcohol and sex.) But I doubt anyone ever regarded Ashtabula, Ohio, as being as cool as Berlin.
I'm reminded of my first visit to a US nightclub in San Francisco. Music too quiet to dance to in case anyone sued for hearing damage. Lights too dark for any atmosphere in case anyone sued for tripping over something. And a refusal from the bar staff to serve more then two drinks "in case you get drunk".
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