Dub Mission
Sunday evenings at the Elbo Room
Sunday night suits reggae music like a hand in a glove and they've fashioned out "Dub Mission" (@the Elbo Room) to slick perfection for the late weekend crowd.
We sloped in late: about 10pm timed it perfectly. Waiting for a table in this intimately decked out upstairs venue wasn't painful, it gave us time to slip down some pear cider at $2.50 a pint and watch the action in our district.
Elbo's crowd is just what you might expect: the dudes range from the pool sharks behind the bar, lit up luminously by the cocktail-blue revolving lights, to the natty dreads skinning up in full view of the DJ. Roots. It means dress down low as the bassline: trainers and halter-necks for these Mission Mamas, spells out Jamaica all the way.
The charge is sweet ($4), to suit the pockets of these youthful heads. DJs Sep, J. Boogie Ludichris and Wastemaster messed it up big style with a medley comprised of old Marley favorites, nifty ska and grassroots dub, but the arrival of DJ Spliff Skankin' at 11 (mastermind behind "Club Dread" at "The End Up") hit the bloody dub spot. My sisters kicked off their Hush Puppies and just couldn't resist the mesmeric bass line of that deep stuff: we danced all night, threw our hands to the Lord and thanked Jesus that Sundays could be this free.
There's also a fair chance that some love could blossom for you in this Valencian oasis. Soul mates have definitely been discovered on this island of groove. We ladies were propositioned by some fine young members of the club: finding a partner to share floor space is as easy as pumpkin pie. But no sweat: the principal is to wind down with nobody but yourself, watch those blue circling lights and waft off into dubland. And if you don't work on Monday mornings, that's a beautiful place to be.
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