It don’t mean a thing if you ain’t got swing!
I am still reeling somewhat after the overwhelming success of a 1920′s Prohibition-style party which I organised with a couple of friends last Friday night in downtown Prague.
You are probably all familiar with the theme; gangsters and mols, feathers and spats, glitzy headbands and chewed toothpicks, porcelain cups and gin cocktails, and through it all the thrum thrum shaky shaky of a live swing band churning out the greatest hits of Duke Ellington and Louis Armstrong.
We played very heavily on ‘the family’ theme, ‘requesting’ the pleasure of your company – though by request we of course meant mandatory attendance! The invite was sent out in 2 formats – an initial email to tweak interest and a follow up ministe (password protected), which had secret location of venue.
What made this event such a success was our insistence that people come dressed up. If guests didn’t have a costume, they weren’t let in. Simple as that. Easy to enforce when you have mock strong-arm street-toughs manning the doors ;0)
The event was supported by a number of great sponsors – Stone and Leather Cigars, Ultra Premium Brands drinks company and a local golf specialist all took over dishing out prizes for best dressed and best swing dancers etc.
As usual, once the event was finished, a select group of us took to the streets in complete 1920′s garb and shocked some of the locals who had certainly not expected to walk into a scene from the Godfather.
I am like any other man; all i do is supply a demand – Al Capone
