Review: King’s Affair

STEPHANIE EDWARDS: ‘it really didn’t need to try and mimic a May Ball on a deflated budget to be good’

King’s Affair promised to have beats, not Bollinger. It didn’t disappoint. If the youth of Britain found freedom in the 60s, grew taches in the 70s and discovered day-glo in the 80s, the revellers at King’s in 2010 found a break from the monotony of May Week’s black tie events. Like the years before, the theme was broad enough to be open to interpretation – Monopoly cards, Drag Queens and the Village People mingled with Lady Gaga(s), bananas (in pyjamas), miners, hippies and punks – but inventive enough to pull it all off in a flurry of glitter, strobe lighting and basslines.

Although some of the decor was quite frankly a bit sadistic – teddy bears suspended by their necks above the shisha area? – King’s College in all its majesty could hardly disappoint. More importantly, the use of clever lighting and the ever flowing vod-bull meant that no-one really cared. The committee used the space available well: unlike many May Week events the acts were concentrated indoors (therefore warm guests) and drinks were always to hand.

After running out of alcohol last year, the drink was of exceptional quantity, though not of quality. Bar after bar of drinks, ranging from vodka and cranberry to vodka and orange, meant that guests were dancing well into the early hours. YES, the service may have been with a smile but it seemed somewhat bizarre that the committee bothered to have a made to order service on drinks.  The queues were a little bit long at times, though I am talking 5 minutes max, when the entire operation could have been made more efficient by Garden Partyesque pre-made cocktails. The food was hardly a culinary triumph, but it was pitched perfectly, even if in too little quantities: the falafel, jacket potatoes, crepes, ice cream, doughnuts and pizza all ran out midnight. Only the BBQ remained, with the queues from the beginning to end.

What really made King’s then was the ents: club bangers from Dancehall, amazing riddims, a silent disco, house, bass, garage and RnB shook the historic courts and meant practically all music tastes were covered. The committee had gathered a ‘sick’ line-up, with a slick combination of grime, dance hall and drum and bass from big names like Joy Orbison and Logisitics. The 70+ year old DJ Derek also put in an appearance in the Chet, schmoozing fans with his rants about teenage pregnancy. The infamous Chapel provided a Chill Out zone, with pillows and an acoustic area headlined by Faith Taylor and ‘There and Back again’, a cultural treat for all guests which was swiftly juxtaposed in the main court by the laser quest, dogdegems and bouncy castle.

Overall, King’s was spot on. Brilliant ents, batty guests, plentiful amounts of shit vodka and an unrivalled atmosphere meant it really didn’t need to try and mimic a May Ball on a deflated budget to be good. Nevermind the May Ball’s, God Save the King’s Affair.

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Star Attraction: Acoustic sessions in Kings Chapel.

Biggest Turn Off: Long Queues / Lack of Food

  • anon

    I had a very good time but it was a significant step down from last year (Kings Affair 2009 being the single best May Week event I've been to in 3 years here). "Practically all music tastes were covered"? Hardly. Far too little in the way of live bands, the acoustic chill out area excepted.

    • anon

      wrong event, mate

      • anon

        not on the basis of past experience. last year had a good balance of genres and a balance of live bands versus djs.

  • Sarah

    sooo much fun

  • mark

    they ran out of alcohol at 3 am so you've got it totally wrong

  • anon

    not true, it was actually 4.30