Once inside, the fat merch guy at the concessions table angrily flips the CD's for his irritating customers, the mainly vegan, thirty-something's who were distracting him from the geek fantasy of some portable video-game. In the main room a giant white plaster dome hovers over, with a disco ball in the center that even of which Andy Gibb would be envious. Shadows falling on the shoulders of bartenders, and small metal chairs surrounded by dark carpeting envelop the landscape. No tobacco is allowed so many will be happy, for others the sports-bar across the street will serve as a welcome rest-stop for surging nicotine needs.

Heavy satin drapes the stage as the opening acts go on for what seemed like a rotting eternity, especially since one drink costs as much as nine hard earned bucks. In the bathrooms people begin to shout aloud to each other an impatient whine for their band to finally climb the stage.

Kurt Wallinger, an aneurysm survivor, and front man is very well received by the blissful crowd. Wallinger was struck by a severe aneurysm that left him unable to speak, but that was not enough to slow down a talented Brit, with music in his blood. The crowd, similar to children anticipating the summer, churn with excitement. At first, the band performs in a static, somewhat nervous fashion. Wallinger has guitar troubles, but regains a comfort once he remembers that everyone in the crowd is in love with him. These people have been toiling in the mist of the New Wave eighties -when Wallinger began with the Waterboys. He then went his own way to create "World Party" which was the title of a song that destroyed his previous band. His hair, now shaggy and silver, curled over his forehead while he flirted with the crowd from behind his trademark orange-red tinted sunglasses. The mouse-like violinist went wild with elbows floating hypnotically in rhythm to the ultra-thin keyboardist holding herself up by the bony fingers pounding out drug-induced sounds.

The band began to work perfectly as a tight machine conducted by the rehabilitated Wallinger. The catchy hit "Put the Message in the Box", and slow ballad "She's the one" kept everyone transfixed. As "Way Down Now" gathered all the energy in the room and blew it out in just the kind of 60's inspired jam "World Party" has been known for.

There was no breathing down necks, or stepping on toes because the floor provide room enough to dance, shake, or stare vacantly into space due to astounding alcohol consumption. The bar located two feet from the stage was a home away from home, with an impeccable view. Heavily sedated by drink, the crowd bullied out a remarkable encore that proved Wallinger and friends are ready to continue where they left off.

The focus is on World Party, they were the main attraction, and they've retained the respect they deserve. With a new album out, and "Big Blue World" a collaboration with Peter Gabriel coming up, we will have much more to look forward to from World Party, and the beloved Kurt Wallinger.

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