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Dolce 10 Cane Rum Party
By Aaron Glickman
Friday night was cold and rainy. I was invited to the Dolce 10 Cane Rum party at a house on Sunset Island. Limousines were supposed to shuttle party-goers from a Lincoln Road parking lot to the locale, but at the very last minute, the venue was changed from the waterfront home to a downtown nightclub. Made no sense, but I rolled with the punches.
I arrived downtown at Twilo Miami at around 8:00. The rain had slowed to a drizzle and there was a nip in the air. I parked in a gravel lot behind the club and across the street from CIFO, which was set up for a lavish looking affair of its own.
Inside Twilo -- A driving ambient beat pulsated through the area and I was met with an elaborate, dreamlike performance. Five beds with white bedding set a stage for about 10 actors dressed in blue pajamas with printed clouds. Blue lights beamed down from overhead while bubbles flowed freely from a machine. At a specific time, the performers rose from their beds and went into a synchronized movement routine where sheets were used as props. Eventually, the performers lay asleep on the floor.
Meanwhile, imaginary-type characters walked through the performance while mingling with the stylish mix of artsy guests. Two female characters were dressed in period attire from the Restoration age. One had tissue boxes on both breasts and encouraged amused onlookers to take a tissue. They would and she would release an orgasmic shriek while the other Restoration character disciplined her naughty counterpart. It was certainly different, although the shrieks got old in a hurry. Other characters included several butterflies with neon wings, faceless animals darting to and fro, a crazy professor and numerous drag queens. Not quite like any dream that I have had, but fun nonetheless.
I moved to another room that featured an installation comprised of seven suitcases situated on six pedestals. Some suitcases were mangled, another stretched and another with traveling stickers, and each pedestal had headphones with sound effects that helped to define the action of the suitcase. The display did little for me and I headed toward the rear of the club -- a blocked off parking lot.
There was a cigar rolling station and an elaborate buffet with flank steak, filet mignon sliders and excellent side dishes. There was also and an endless stream of hors d'oeuvres by Barton G, who was present. The mini cheeseburgers were particularly good, as were the desserts. The milk- and white-chocolate covered strawberries were nothing out of the ordinary. The caramelized sticky buns with pecans, however, were another story altogether – pretty much heaven on earth. Louis Aguirre, co-host of Deco Drive, was wondering around and the eclectic crowd was a mixture of Miami chic and artsy – lots of eye candy.
Looking at the event in and of itself -- without the knowledge that it was originally set to be at a posh waterfront estate -- it was pretty cool. Yet in the end, I couldn't help but to imagine how interesting the scene would have been at the private residence – the dream performance in a palatial living room, the catering setup and bars set against the backdrop of Biscayne Bay – and in the end, that knowledge tainted the impact of the artistic showing.
Art Basel Journal:
• Vernissage
• The Setai
• Dolce 10 Cane Rum
• The Design District |
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