Tuesday, November 6th, 2012

Christmas Cinema Party!

Happy F***ing Christmas

London’s legendary pop party teams up with Time Out Live and MGM HD for this epic Santa–shaped shindig at the beautiful art deco Troxy Cinema. Take your seats from 8.30pm for a screening of the classic Christmas comedy movie Bad Santa starring Billy Bob Thornton. Suitably seasonal food and drink served through out. After the film, The Troxy will be transformed into the best party ever! That means, a bombastic, hedonistic, heart-pounding, super disco hosted by Sean Rowley with djs and performers to make you go dizzy with glee!. There’s also a (Bad) Santa’s grotto plus fancy dress competitions , cabaret and photo booths, all with enough festive cheer to fell all the elves in Lapland.

After our debut into the world of the silver screen back in August with the Guilty Pleasures Cinema Party where we screened Madonna’s Desperately Seeking Susan and partied like it was 1985, we had so much fun we thought we’d do it all over again. But with added tinsel, eggnog and Christmas magic.

On Saturday 15th December in collaboration with Time Out Live and MGM HD, London’s decadent Troxy Cinema will be throwing its doors open to GP merry makers for the second cinematic outings at the Guilty Pleasures Christmas Cinema Party where we’ll be raising a cup of seasonal cheer for the Christmas cracker that is Bad Santa!

Yes, that potty-mouthed, badly behaved, perma-booze-breathed characterisation of Christmas gone DRUNK WRONG and Billy Bob Thornton’s finest moment will be the big screen action and cue to our debauched party of festive fun!

As well as the film, we’ve got a whole night of seasonal silliness planned with suitably indulgent food and drink, cabaret capers from The Lipsinkers and djs & hosts Sean Rowley and Anna Greenwood all putting the bang in your cracker setting you up for a ding dong of a do!


If you fancy making a real night of it and bringing your friends or family or work mates or ALL then we’ve got group tickets and packages where you can have your own space at the party and make the most of the evening’s revelries. Email and she can fill you in with facts galore and book you in to the party in super style.

FInally, it wouldn’t be a GP party if we didn’t dress up, so feel free to come dressed as relatives of the Claus clan, or elves, angels, puddings etc, or just mummifying yourself in a job lot of tinsel – all seasonally affected carol singing calamities welcome!

So come all ye faithful and let’s get rocking around the Christmas tree and have ourselves a (bau)ball!


Tuesday, October 9th, 2012

Classic Pop Magazine – new mag for pop fans

If you are like us, which we presume you are a bit as you are on this website for a start, then you obviously love pop music. We grew up loving it, listening to it, learning the dance routines and devouring as much information about it as we could in the days before the internet. That meant the radio and magazines, specifically Look In and Smash Hits.

Neither of these magazines exist anymore and even though we are now officially grown ups, we still love pop and want to read about it and listen to it AND do the dance routines. Although we can learn dance routines a lot easier these days thanks to Youtube and lyrics are found with a quick google, a lack of pop magazines on the Newsagents shelves amongst the dearth of endless rock man mags boring on about guitar strings and that does make us sad.

But there is a beacon of hope! Nestling betwixt Q and Mojo and MAN MUSO YAWN is brand the brand new Classic Pop Magazine. Yes! A magazine for pop. Here’s what it looks like:

We bought it, read it and have some thoughts about it. We’re going to tell you them now. Ready? Ok. Here’s what’s good about it, what’s not so good and what we’d like more of please.


Pet Shop Boys on the cover
Can’t imagine when this is ever a bad thing really. We’d buy cross stich monthly if they were on it (and if the magazine existed).

Layout and style
It looks ace, not dissimilar to The Face in the 80s or other mags of that ilk without being too hip and fashion. In otherwise, just right for pop.

Editor’s letter
He’s a pop fan. The writers’ are pop fans. It’s described as “a pop magazine for grown ups” and doesn’t shy away from it, dismisses talk of it being cheesy and throwaway and gives it a glossy platform to crow from. This is VERY GOOD THANK YOU.

A retrospective of PSBs career; Five Decades of Duran Duran (Jesus, really??); ABC’s Lexicon of Love being the Classic Album – tick, tick, tick!

Duran Duran: pop statesmen

Where it could have been all worthy, trying to sway pop-naysayers into the fold by using big words and comparing songs to classic works of fiction, it doesn’t. And thank god for that. It’s pop – it’s fun!


The “Classic Pop” timeframe
The magazine says the focus is the “golden age” of pop – from post-punk to Live Aid. Whereas it was indeed a magical time, it’s a bit restricting. They offer a new pop section and review new albums etc, but when Coldplay are in the former you do think come on Grandad keep up. Maybe they’re saying these acts are the classic pop du jour. Yeah maybe, but it would be good to be pushing new and exciting pop through as well, otherwise it strays into slightly yawnsome territory just going on and on about the olden days. And we can get that in Q if we really wanted.

Or lack of them. Not one feature on a woman or women in pop. None! There’s some pictures (Madonna, Blondie, Kate Bush), some small news articles, but no great big mega paged spread as there is for PSB, Depeche Mode etc. Not even a Q&A with Kim Wilde. What is the “golden age of pop” without Bananarama one asks? YES, EXACTLY. Sort for next edition please!

Not even the Queen of pop gets a look in!

Not silly enough
As mentioned before, the tone is set right, but it could be more fun. Currently it feels a bit like organized fun, i.e. grown up. It is a grown up mag, but grown ups still like to be silly. Especially ones who like pop. It’s the one place in music where you can be daft as you like – heck, we run a business on it!

Pop nerds may want some studio facts and know what keytar was used on which track etc, but we also want to know who has the best hair in pop (George obvs), daft chart facts from now and then, which popstar makes the best sandwich etc – this is what gives the magazine character and makes us love it for ever more. Like Smash Hits. Oh how we miss you Smah Hits! (did we mention this?)

Sandwiches: important

We are adults now and don’t have to rely on saving pocket money for mags or kind Aunties treating us, but with a none recession-friendly price tag of £5.99 it’s one heck of a considered purchase. And there’s no free stickers to soften the blow. Don’t overlook this – free stickers ALWAYS help.


There are posters – yay! You can’t take them out without buggering up the mag – boo!. Can we have some perforations or removable element please? That Madonna one’s ace. Not that we want to put it up in our bedroom or anything. Obviously we don’t do that anymore, but you know, some people might and we’re just thinking about them really. We’re just can’t help being SO considerate.

Free badge
See the free stickers mention before; everyone likes a badge or a sticker. Or a pen with Nick Kamen on it that when you tip it upside down, his clothes fall off. Just a suggestion.

Oh hiiii Nick *swoon*

But overall we say YAY! It’s brilliant to have it – a dedicated magazine for pop! Who thought this day would ever come again? It just needs to loosen its tie a bit, have a drink and be a bit daft and it could be the best thing in the magazine world since Cross Stitch Monthly put the Pet Shop Boys on the cover. We hope so anyway.

Monday, September 24th, 2012

New Year’s Eve Party announcement

London’s two best loved club nights Guilty Pleasures and Ultimate Power will join forces for a once in a lifetime New Years Eve extravaganza at London’s HMV Forum on 31 December.  Competing against each other with an arsenal of the greatest songs ever written, the two phenomenally popular club nights will battle it out to see in 2013 in the best possible way!

In the corner for all things pop is the ridiculously fun and incredibly successful Guilty Pleasures. First established in 2004 by super music fan, pop music aficionado and disco-lover Sean Rowley, Guilty Pleasures has been going strong for almost eight years with a dedicated following that grows every month. Having a well-established reputation for being the go-to destination for an all-out indulgent extravaganza, at Guilty Pleasures EVERYONE is invited – just be prepared to sing, dance, be dazzled, hypnotised by live performers and, most of all, have an absolutely sensational time on the biggest party night of the year!

Fighting the other corner we have the titans of power ballad appreciation, Ultimate Power.  Since 2006 Ultimate Power have been thrilling an ever amassing crowd with their communal appreciation of colossal tunes from the masters of power ballads: Collins, Loaf, Tyler and Jovi and many, many more besides. Every single song is a classic, every single song is known and loved by all, and every single song is never played at any other club night in the world except Ultimate Power. The uplifting, harmonious atmosphere is contagious and New Years Eve 2012 will be no exception.

This New Years Eve leave your inhibitions at the door of HMV Forum and indulge in your Guilty Pleasures and your unabashed love of the power ballad. This will the biggest night London has ever seen, a momentous joining of London’s best loved club nights to give you the most possible fun you could ever dream possible on New Years Eve!


Sunday, September 23rd, 2012

Dressing up part two: Dead Pop stars

We gave you some options for dressing up involving some of pop’s most aesthetically creative characters currently reigning this here world, so in the spirit of fairness and equality it’s only right we look at those who once did reign put no longer do due to death. Yes, it’s not Hallowe’en quite yet, but some of pop’s brighter stars should be brought back to life for the Pop Stars Party this Saturday 29th September to shine brightly once more.

Jackson. So many looks. It’s all a result of us watching him grow up in public and his face maturing. Nothing to do with him chopping it up / trying a new nose out every six months etc. Nothing at all. Choose whichever Jackson you want to be – the key elements, depending which Jackson era you’re channeling – are a selection of the following:
Spangly glove;
Dances that focused heavily on a crotch grab;
White socks and loafers;
Kicky-out leg;
Vajazzled military jackets;
Small boy(s);
Jesus Juice.

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Whitney. Taken from us too soon. She burst into our lives in the early 80s with a whippet-thin figure, a beaming smile of splendid teeth and a belting voice that could knock you sideways. She had hit after hit after mega hit and wailed her way to everyone’s hearts. Then she met Bobby Brown, got into crack, sported adult nappies and was sadly taken from us. Let’s not dwell on that bit, especially the nappies. Soils the memory in so many ways. Here she is in happier times. Oh Whitney!

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Freddie. The Queen front man and possibly the greatest ever front man the world of pop and rock has ever seen. Brilliantly pompous, unafraid of dressing up or acting the clown, supremely entertaining and a command of the microphone stand to it’s full phallic connotations – his charisma, energy and sheer star quality was never less than 100%. Can you tell we like him a bit? Sorry Adam Lambert, but there really is no contest. Queen sans la Mercury should just STOP NOW PLEASE. We miss him the most probably out of this parade of the dead. SIGH

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Winehouse. She had some voice, but by heck she didn’t half have a troubled time of it. Being followed about by paps all day probably didn’t help much when you’re a bit lacking in the self-esteem department and only nipped out for some milk. But what she lacked in self-worth, she made up in soulful, melodic, honest-pop, whacking great big hair, myriad of tats, boosted sales of RImmel’s eye liner and impressive fag smoking. You can imagine she would have aged brilliantly, wise cracking about young pop upstarts as she got older. Like Elton, but with her own hair. Her own MASSIVE hair.

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Having joined the 27 club like Amy and a host of other dead musicians, Kurt Cobain enraptured a legion of angry teens sulking in their bedrooms with his angst-punk-pop, creating grunge, donning cardigans, making an anthem for a generation and then departing from this world via violent methods. He hair never looked that clean and he probably never washed his jeans, but then he was the accidental focal point of “grunge” therefore dressing like a slick city gent probably wouldn’t have lent it that much cred, so full marks for the commitment. His bedsheets probably could’ve walked to the washing machine themselves.


Wednesday, September 12th, 2012

Pop Stars Party – number one dress up get ups!

The next Guilty Pleasures in London town hits KOKO on Saturday 29th September when we’ll be celebrating those music idols at the Pop Stars Party! YAY.

Tickets and info over here


For those who like to dress up to get the full GP experience, then we thought we’d give you a helping hand in the inspiration stakes with some picks from the pop world’s iconic looks. So let’s do that now shall we? Ok good.

Prince has a wealth of looks to choose from depending on how much effort you want to make. Start with drawing on your face:

Or maybe you feel a bit flouncy. Bit regal perhaps. Not unlike Prince himself. Well maybe the velvet suit and puffy shirt of the Purple Rain era is what your looking for:

Or maybe you’re feeling brave and want to go the full monty. Pants, suit jacket and a bit of eyeliner should do it then:


Beyoncé next. Yeah we know, it’s not that easy seeing as she’s majorly hot, so may need to get down the gym to have the confidence to pull this off. Or just a job lot of booze and industrial quantities of weave off the market and you’ll convince yourself you ARE her.


Like to titillate men? Have insecurity issues? Always flirting outrageously because you’re trying to fill a dark, empty void in your life? Yeah, us too. Let’s dress up like a schoolgirl Britney then and make it pervert o’clock!


Now this one is perfect for those who work in, or have associations with the meat industry. Or just buy a lot of meat. Wrap yourself in the carcass of a dead cow and you’re totally set. You’ll stink too, but at least you’ll be able to do a nice Sunday Roast the next day. Ok, maybe not nice. A roast though at least. Of sorts. See Gaga is practical after all!


Are you a captain of a ship? Do you know a sailor? A construction worker? A cowboy? A Red Indian? And a er, sex man? Well you guys just need to come in your usual gear, money saved for booze as you’re obviously the Village People:


When pop stars go wrong is always a good look. None more so than in the case of Robbie Williams when he went crackers and left Take That, hung out with Oasis, dyed his hair peroxide blonde and got fat. It was the making of him. Not sure if his liver agrees though. However, still totally would.


Queens of the 90s, the Spice Girls ruled the roost and powered the way for girl pop after enduring the bore of boy britpop and corduroy being fashionable. They all had their own look which can be easily replicated in a Peacocks store near you! Ok they’re a bit more hi end now, but to begin with it was change from £20 including shoes.


Or just come as Rihanna. Don’t wear much except whacking great big shades and crackers hair. JOB DONE.