HORSE MEAT DISCO | CLUB REVIEW
Buffalo, Cardiff, Fri 25 Mar
Once Horse Meat Disco embark on their mission to transcend confinements of sexuality through the vehicle of all things funk and disco, it is almost impossible to stop dancing. This was evident from the throng of disco aficionados uniformly sashaying and shimmying in wild abandon underneath the glimmer of Buffalo Bar’s disco ball, proving that Horse Meat Disco were the appropriate launch act of new club night Hideaway.
Conceived in 2003 as what was once an alternative queer residency, Horse Meat Disco are now a disco DJ collective magnificently bringing the glitz and glamour of the infamous New York music scene ethos of the 70s and 80s to dance lovers all over the world. Based in Vauxhall, London, HMD took along with them to Cardiff their usual inclusive, glorious tirade of obscenely funky and storming rhythms. In a fantastic flurry of glitter and hedonistic vibes, a constant stream of stomping, groove-laden numbers enabled the duo to close the gap between club cultures on each side of the Atlantic.
They opened with a remix of Hot Shot by Karen Young, and right from that moment everyone knew that their set was going to be flamboyantly faultless and enraptured, diffusing a nonstop sense of elation through the air. In a sublime nod to nostalgia, Horse Meat Disco’s three-hour set was dominated by the unique extravagance of Italo-disco and elements of strutting and boogie-familiar nu-disco, capturing the essence of polysexuality and celebrating the diversity for which they are renowned.
This was camp at its most wonderful, as they revamped and modernised the sparkling, quintessential underground disco scene with their retro, crate-digging ideology, epitomising happiness and joyous enthusiasm. Roping in dance addicts from across the spectrum, Horse Meat Disco showcase such an energizing spirit, you don’t even have to be a fan of disco to love what they do. Their set at Buffalo became a shimmering, impassioned dancing experience, culminating in a dazzling ectoplasm of cosmic disco utopia.
words EMILY OWEN