The Thousands

It’s the end of the year and we’re celebrating 12 Inches of Christmas. Don’t get all ‘innuendo’ on us.

The idea is that you bring a 12 inch (or 7″ – they’re much easier to carry) and we DJ. You dance, and we DJ. You dress for success, we DJ (we’ve got good faces for radio). You drink Bulmers and other delicious brews and cocktails at The Hideaway, we DJ. And eventually start dancing like Assange in a Run DMC setting. Prizes from The Outpost and Bon Voyage Records for best dressed and worst record respectively. We’re also shouting you some bar snacks to keep you from falling down the stairs.

If we see one of you cheeky buggers with a Linda Ronstadt record just to win the prize, we’re going to get Krampus on to you. Jokes. But we’re looking forward to seeing the records you raid from your parents’ collections like stealing liquor from the liquor cabinet, sans any Ronstadt.

If you get stuck, there’s always Egg, Rockinghorse or Jet Black Cat to pick up a 7″ of your favourite vinyl hits. No vinyl, no entry! Unless you’ve got a really elaborate fictional story that seems feasible. No, the dog didn’t eat your record.