Back in the day I was something of a club kid. A job in the London music industry combined with easy access to guest lists and drugs made it a no-brainer (though having no brain was a serious option if you ingested the amount of ecstasy that was available to you)
I have mixed feelings about that time. On the one hand I felt like a hip, happening young twenty something, a face on a scene. While at the same time there was that sense that this life was a substitute for something of substance. Like a career or a relationship.
The film Eden perfectly captures my feelings, showing the life of a young DJ Paul, as he goes from playing garage house in front of thousands to playing a party for 10’s.
It shows the seductive glamour of the scene, which appears to offer escape to a parallel universe where the drab and mundane suburban existence is left far behind. But when the lights finally come up they reveal the smashed glasses and withered balloons resting on the stained and beaten floor.
Of course, it’s also a world that is most unsuited to love and the films revolving cast of misfits and bad girls only allows for a succession of broken relationships, often as superficial as the reflection of a face in a mirror ball.
Yet against all this is the music, a euphoric and rousing celebration of the human spirit. Garage house classic after classic is rolled out, as the film meanders along giving everyone with a pair of ears and understanding of what people are in it for.
Lyrical content is often not the best but what is interesting is the constant theme borrowed from gospel of the desire to be in a better world that will one day come to past.
Ironically as this music was really first championed by a gay black man you might say there wishes, with the advent of gay marriage at least, have just come true.
Ultimately, though I enjoyed it immensely on a personal level, it doesn’t quite come together as a story. There is perhaps the lack of a more traditional structure that would give the film more form. Then again it is perhaps only a true reflection of the long spaced out and beat driven songs that populate the movie and drive the scene.