Tuesday night at the Honey Hush Club and Colin Tenn on the decks mixes classic Elvis with lesser-known tracks, making judicious choices about tempo, era, danceability. Many people made the effort to dress up vintage: anything from 1940s style wide-leg pants – so conveniently back in high-street fashion this summer – through denim dungarees (aren’t they fantastically hot to dance in, you wonder) and, naturally, several circular skirts. Nobody’s wearing net
The barista’s tattoos are beautifully done – multi-coloured swoops and curls of dramatic shapes. It makes you a bit dizzy to look at them as you sideways-squint, trying to make out the images, trying not to be too stare-bear, while she focuses on not getting scalded by the heavyweight high-end machine. She looks up and catches you looking a bit too intensely. You smoothe it over by asking what the
Every 2 weeks, on Thursday evening, I’ll be posting a new short flash-ethnography from Worthing, West Sussex, where I have lived since I made the crossing from East Sussex (Brighton-Hove) to West Sussex (Worthing) in 2014. The writing comes out of the whispers about Worthing that I am collecting as I move around here. The visuals are generously offered by Worthing-based artists and copyright remains with the artists.