Even now, as all the clubs are closed, I am still waiting for the DJ to put on the track that will save my life
Since the coronavirus lockdown, nightlife has shut down. In Berlin, where I live, there is a nationwide ban on clubs until 31 July, and events with 5,000 or more banned until 24 October. I think of a line in one of Kafka’s letters – “the beautiful room is empty” – as I dream of all the locked up clubs and warehouses, vacant. The only time I ever saw empty clubs was at the end of the party, after the music shuts off to applause, and the lights come on over a carpet of glistening broken bottles.
Many of these rooms will not survive the pandemic. Griessmuehle is already scheduled for demolition. Ipse was destroyed in an arson attack. Like retail stores filing for bankruptcy, many clubs won’t be able to recuperate rent for months lost to lockdown. If this isn’t the end of a golden age of nightlife, it feels like it.
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