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The Honolulu Advertiser
Posted on: Friday, August 26, 2005

THE NIGHT STUFF
Club de Ville comforts early morning revelers

By Derek Paiva
Advertiser Entertainment Writer

From left, Cara Ciccarelli, Jillian Hoyle and Angela Guzzetta, all of Claremont, Caliif., chat in The Living Room inside the Club de Ville at Fisherman's Wharf in Kaka'ako.

Photos by REBECCA BREYER | The Honolulu Advertiser

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CLUB DE VILLE

Where: The Living Room, second floor at Fisherman's Wharf, 1009 Ala Moana.

When: 10 p.m. Sundays to 4 a.m. Mondays

Cover: $5

Age of crowd: 20s-30s

Ages 18 to 20 OK? No, 21 and older only

What to wear: Come as you are. We saw guys in suits and girls in slinky cocktail dresses mixing with guys in hemp tees and jeans and girls in tank top and skirt combos. Most folks, however, chose the casually dressy route.

The soundtrack: Hip-hop and R&B currents, classics and mash-ups courtesy of Stone Groove Family

Special guest this Sunday: New York-based breakbeat turntablist K-Swing (aka Katie Kabel) guest spins from midnight to 2:30 a.m.

Best seats: The crescent booths on a darkened side of the room are tempting. But I liked the ample number of oddly matched yet comfortable loungers lining The Living Room's large windows, which looked over boats docked in Kewalo Basin and street activity on Ala Moana.

Bathroom attendant holding paper towels hostage: No.

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Nicole Traber of Makiki takes to the dance floor at The Living Room, where Sunday-night/Monday-morning action keeps the beginning of the work week at bay.

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It's Monday morning, 2 a.m., and I'm nursing a Red Bull with a guy who swears he'll find my sorry posterior if I reveal his name as anything other than Droog.

I'm at Club de Ville, a late-p.m.-Sunday/early-a.m.-Monday weekly at The Living Room at Fisherman's Wharf. And Droog is (I'm taking a wild guess here) a fan of "A Clockwork Orange."

We're on a lounger lit by scattered amber lamps, watching dance floor folk who likely wouldn't be able to conceptualize Monday morning rush-hour traffic unless it entered their R.E.M.-stage slumber 'round sunrise. Droog isn't a de Ville regular, but he strangely insists he's usually somewhere "near the water" this time every week.

"I recognize these people, though," Droog says. "They're like me. ... We can't sleep. We live while you do."

Check, please.

I enjoyed my morning at Club de Ville in that oddly fascinating whoa-is-this-what-goes-on-while-
I'm-recuperating-from-the-weekend-and-dreading-
Monday-deadlines kind of way.

It's got a 150-plus cast of twenty- to thirtysomething regulars with intriguingly divergent fashion tastes and a fondness for keeping the party's vibe on a mellow, but hardly stale, tip. It's got host turntablists Stone Groove Family laying down a soundtrack of R&B and hip-hop classics, currents and mash-ups. And it's got The Living Room's darkened, votive-enhanced below-deck-lounge-party-on-the-HMS-Interceptor vibe.

Doors open at 10 p.m., but de Ville's steady flow of patrons doesn't really begin filing in until 1:30 a.m., as other night spots around town begin shutting down. The crowd generally stays intact until the weekly's down-and-dirty 4 a.m. conclusion.

The persistent call of my very comfortable bed just three miles away had me bolting de Ville 'round 3:15 a.m. But before that came an entertaining 90 minutes of patron-watching on comfortable loungers overlooking Kewalo Basin fishing boats. (Oooh, check out the disgruntled-looking fisherman dude begin his day by conking his head on a hanging floater!)

Among my de Ville highlights were:

  • A large guy on the dance floor happily burying his head in his partner's ... uh, abdominal region to Lauryn Hill's "Lost Ones."

  • A trio of well-dressed gentlemen in fly suit combos— one in all-red, one in all-black, one in all-beige — entering together and quickly separating.

  • Several couples making out on The Living Room's more darkened couches.

  • A guy near me who, after sitting dead-still for five minutes, suddenly bolted upright and exclaimed, "I gotta do this!' before hitting the floor for Mary J. Blige's "Real Love."

    The rest of the de Ville faithful was content to keep the very same floor consistently filled and the room active with conversation and imbibing.

    A pretty blonde in a blue tank top and tight, low-slung jeans — who insisted I had a twin who lived in Kailua and worked at Jamba Juice — later told me that Droog's real name was John.

    Sorry, John.

    NIGHTSPOTTING

    MARQUES THE SPOT

    The ever-soulful mix of turntablist Marques Wyatt is nirvana for fans of stylish and sensual house music. He's the founder and ringleader of L.A.'s long-running house haunt Deep, and a globe-trotting DJ fond of incorporating weaknesses for jazz, soul, psychedelic rock, Latin and African sonics into his elegant house mix. Wyatt spins at thirtyninehotel's Lucky Tiger weekly, Saturday at 10 p.m. Tickets are $15 advance at www.thirtyninehotel.com, $20 at the door.

    LIVING ROOM NIGHTS

    Game for three straight nights at The Living Room? Sleep now. Then wake up 'round midnight tonight for smooth hip-hop/house vocalist Jennifer Johns at Next Level. Check out former 1739 Kalakaua resident/now Chicago-based DJ FLX at Speakeasy on Saturday, same time. On Sunday, groove to breakbeat DJ K-Swing (see info box above) at Club de Ville.

    Reach Derek Paiva at dpaiva@honoluluadvertiser.com.