Spectacular ‘Children of the 80’s’ night out at the Hard Rock Hotel with Kym Mazelle

As well as beautiful beaches, amazing weather and a stunning natural landscape, Tenerife also has an excellent nightlife scene with plenty of parties across the island. One party that is always guaranteed to please the crowds though is the spectacular Children of the 80’s show, a monthly event at the stunning Hard Rock Hotel Tenerife in the south of the island. The hotel opened last year and has proven to be hugely popular with it’s super cool music vibe, great location, excellent facilities and awesome events.

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Tenerife Magazine was invited to attend the Children of the 80’s show last Saturday which we were very excited about. We had heard very good things about this event so we were definitely looking forward to going ourselves, to see if it lived up to the hype. We can say for sure that if you decide to go to one of these nights at the Hard Rock Hotel you will not be disappointed!

There was an amazing atmosphere with a huge crowd, a massive stage with brilliant dancers, bright colourful lights and 80’s style decoration, streamers and confetti, and CO2 cannons blasting out smoke which looked super cool!

To kick off the night there was the talented DJ trio Dream Team Reload who played a huge selection of classic club and dance tunes such as Madonna, Michael Jackson and Bon Jovi. The crowd went wild for almost every song with lots of dancing, hands in the air and smiles on everyone’s faces. There were so many well known artists being played, that the hours quickly passed, with everyone having a great time.

Once the main act of the night, Kym Mazelle arrived onstage, you might have thought everyone would be tired after all that dancing, but definitely not! They were all ready for the 1st Lady of House Music and two time, Grammy nominated artist to start belting out classic songs such as Young Hearts Run Free. Kym didn’t disappoint and put on an amazing show, to end another awesome Children of the 80’s night on a massive high! Everyone is now looking forward to the next event on Saturday 8th April. Kym Mazelle has set the bar high and will be a hard act to follow!


Meteor shower in Tenerife 14 December

The collision of small fragments of Asteroid Phaeton with the atmosphere will lead to one of the most striking rains stars than are produced annually, with about 100 shooting stars per hour.

The maximum intensity is expected at 18:00  Canarian time on December 14.

The best time for observation will be the night of 14 to 15 December. This year, amateur astronomers and anyone who want to contemplate, you can do like I was in Tenerife, an island that has one of the clearest skies in the world. The broadcast will be online on sky-live.tv television and from the Tenerife Tourism website www.webtenerife.com.

During the meeting it was also connected with the islands of La Palma and Fuerteventura as well as Caceres.

There will be two broadcasts, one at 17: 55-18: 10 TU and another at 22: 00-22: 45 UT.

Make a wish!
sky-live.tv proposed that for each meteor, a wish is made. Those who are interested can send in a video or text on Twitter with the hashtag #UnaEstrellaUnDeseo #WishonaStar and quote @ sky-live.tv.



Circo de Los Horrores Is All Fright On The Night

On the way into the big black top I was charged by a zombie waving a chain saw, and taking the steps to my seat I felt a werewolf nuzzle my leg; this was not going to be an ordinary night out. Before you load up with silver bullets and holy water, I must point out that it was a traditional welcome from Circo de Los Horrores at their blood curdling circus in Santa Cruz.

Circus was never a favourite of mine as a kid and the undead have a pretty bad image so what a good idea to give them a fair crack of the ringmaster’s whip by combining the two. Not that there was a ringmaster here. Our guide and MC was Nosferatu the vampire, fresh from his coffin. The pale, blood-drained one had some strange friends; as I settled into my seat a gravedigger with a spare head bursting forth dragged his shovel on the floor outside the ring and that chainsaw buzzed around my ear while I was distracted by a blood stained nurse with a knife big enough to outdo any politician’s NHS cuts.

The circus ring was marked out with a pentangle and decorated by grave stones and piles of yucky skulls with the cemetery gates doubling as a gateway to hell. There wasn’t much room for the performers but a decaying mummy made good use of it by rotating and spinning inside an iron wheel. Grimo the killer clown made his entrance and plucked a victim from the audience to humiliate and torture with a king size syringe. It was enough to have some of the audience squirming and screaming but the children in the crowd were loving it.

One of my favourites was the possessed children tucked up in bed before writhing above the covers in tortured positions performed by two female contortionists. Even a sweet, innocent looking young nanny turned out to be a murderous soul thrown into a coffin and set alight by Nosferatu. The fire juggling that followed was as expert as the Spanish bolas ( metal balls on chains) being spun and lashed in a frenzy.

A short break allowed the living part of the big top crowd to get our breath back and the second half opened with another clown, Enric, luring out a lady from the front row to ride in his imaginary car. Some daring climbing and twirling by the Black Widow on a sash suspended from the ceiling showed off some traditional circus skills and Grimo and Devora followed up with a bit of guillotine action.

In the first half they had gone straight for the jugular but the horror theme wasn’t as strong in the second half. The slow motion acrobatics with a hangman and prisoner showed great control but a lengthy return from Enric the clown lost the tension. Some of the grisly characters could have been used more but it was all ghoulish fun and a very enjoyable two hours.


Photos 1, 3 and 4 above © Circo de Los Horrores


Circo de Los Horrores until 9 December.

Thursdays 8.30 pm, Fridays & Saturday 7& 10 pm, Sundays 5 & 8 pm. Extra shows 4 Dec 8.30 pm, 5 Dec 7 & 10 pm, 6 Dec 7 & 10 pm.

Parque Maritimo car park, next to the Auditorium.

Tickets from 15 to 38 euros from the big top office or online


Tenerife’s Golden Age of Cabaret

I’m so excited that my moving finger keeps hitting the wrong keys. Following up my mention of Go Pontinental in the last article, I was pointed in the direction of Eastenders star Polly Perkins and sent an email to her via her filter system – her son Tim Arnold. I asked Polly if she remembered her cabaret days in TenBel and her reply, almost by return, was an explosion of joy. So much so that here it is in full.

Polly Perkins

Hi Ken I hope this finds you well. I did cabaret for Fred Pontin through his booking agent Bridie Reid in the70s and 80s. Christmas in Tenerife was great. There were really excellent musicians in all the Pontins resorts – a definite plus and I always took my two sons along who also loved their holidays at Pontins in Torremolinos, Estepona, Greece, Morocco and Sardinia. Everything ran smoothly offstage and on – the bluecoats were hardworking and fun for the kids. The entertainment managers really knew their job. Mel Williams on the Costa del Sol and of course Shane Ritchie both top class entertainers. It was always live shows, top class entertainers and musicians – no backing tracks or miming!!! Possibly the last bastion of variety before the hype of the X factor type show.
Good performers, big names or simply first class acts. I loved it. What could be better than singing to an audience of happy holidaymakers in the sun? The food and facilities were pretty good too. A stint doing a Pontinental gig set me up for the months ahead. I even turned down a TV show and a pantomime rather than cancel my Pontinental season!!!!! Kind Regards Polly x


Polly Perkins

The first impression we get is that Pontinental was a massive operation and fun to work for. We also have to remember that for thousands of visitors this was their first trip abroad thanks to the new cheap charter flights. Fred’s whole idea was Blackpool with sun for £50. The Bingo stays in.

The second is Polly’s devotion to her sons which continues to this day and is returned in spades ““ I know.

I wondered what Polly had done between Cabaret and Eastenders and discovered that she’d starred in the ill-fated BBC series Eldorado as – oh no ““ a washed up cabaret singer.

Stars and Garter, Tenerife

Whilst Polly was wowing the happy punters in the South, I had a hefty share in a night club called the Stars and Garter in the Edificio Belair, Puerto de la Cruz. It was a non-profit making concern due to reasons too painful to mention. However, during its short existence we had a lot of fun.

Lennie Peters, of Peters and Lee fame, appeared there in April 1982, and filled the club nightly. I had arranged this gig personally but we needed continuity and after a brief interlude hired a booking agent in the UK. Lord luv us! I don’t know where he found them. But the disasters were not one sided.

Ricky Valance (Tell Laura I Love Her) came to do a week’s stint. One night he was late for his spot and we sent a waiter to look for him. Ricky was found stuck in the lift of the Belair – a quivering wreck (both the lift and Ricky). But he was a trouper and, a couple of slugs of cognac later, Ricky appeared on stage asking us to pass the message on to Laura; and no one was any the wiser. There was a loud cheer from the staff as he completed his hit tune.

“But as they pulled him from the twisted wreck
With his dying breath they heard him say
Tell Laura I love her tell Laura I need her
Tell Laura not to cry my love for her will never die

His hair turned white round about this time. Fair play to him though ““ he’s still going.

Talking of troupers, Polly worked at Battersea Funfair when she was 14 and at 15 became the youngest nude to appear at the Windmill, Still in her teens she was the first presenter of the cult TV show Ready, Steady Go. I have it on record that she taught the aforesaid Ricky Valance a dance routine to use in his act. She drew the short straw there.


Polly and I talked on the phone recently about the early days at Battersea. “I miss the hungry years,” I said, quoting from the song of the same title; “I don’t!” she replied adamantly. We both laughed.

Catch up with her at Polly Perkins

Credits: Above image of Rose Cotton © BBC EastEnders 2011/2012. Grateful thanks to Polly and her family for the use of their wonderful photos. Thanks too to Trevor Jones for the Stars & Garter image.


Review of History, A Journey Through Music

An exciting blend of booming voices, passion-filled instrumental solos, astounding acrobatics and unbelievable (for all the wrong reasons) dancing; History was definitely more than I expected.
The posters promised a rigorous two-hour performance at the Magma Centre in Las Americas and boasted more than 30 artists from 14 different countries covering everything from Beethoven and Mozart to Abba and Beyonce.

Singing From the Same Song Sheet?
The singing as a whole was mediocre. The perfect example being when The Beatles took to the stage; the group definitely looked the part decked out in identical clothes and haircuts, but the singing was just average.
It’s understandable that acts have to imitate the sound of the real bands but there was very little enthusiasm put into the vocals.

Fortunately, not everyone was average; two singers really did stand miles above the crowd. They performed a superb rendition of All I Ask of You from Phantom of the Opera, causing the audience to fall into a stunned silence as the duet belted out this beautiful song with great passion.

Dancing in the Dark
The majority of the dancing was disappointing and some of the audience seemed actually shocked at just how poor it was. There was nothing wrong with the choreography; it was the timings that were terrible.

One of the most astonishing dance scenes was Ravel’s Bolero. One man was bursting with confidence but his partner looked like he had skipped rehearsals ““ every single one of them. His timing was out, he kept nervously glancing at his partner to see what he should be doing and he just omitted the complex moves completely.

An exotic delivery of Arabian Nights looked promising ““ a seductive woman entered the stage and began a very ethnic style of flute-playing. Unfortunately, she was joined on stage by a group of very flexible, though totally out-of-synch, belly-dancers.

Luckily, it wasn’t all badly-timed and jerky moves ““ the male dancers who performed to Van Halen’s Jump were incredible. As they followed their energetic routine of break-dancing, gymnastics and acrobatic stunts, it was as if the rules of gravity just didn’t apply to them.

Uplifting Performances
Some performances, however, were incredible and transformed the night into something much greater than a string of ordinary singers and dancers.

Pink Floyd’s The Wall really stood out. A huge wall was slowly built on stage during the song with a gap through which the lead guitarist played a fantastic solo. A video of another wall being violently knocked down was projected onto the stage wall, making its falling seem even more dramatic and symbolic.

Another impressive performance began when the music of Michael Jackson’s Billy Jean started to play and the audience was shocked to see a young girl of no more than ten take to the stage and give a dance performance that the King of Pop himself would have been proud of.
The atmosphere suddenly took on darker tones as the sound of Thriller filled the air and zombies crawled onto the stage. The make-up and costumes were incredible and scarily life-like. Everyone was mesmerised as the performers re-enacted the world-famous Thriller dance.

The Future for History
History has already had its second performance which took place at the Teatro Guimera in Santa Cruz earlier this month. A few changes were made ““ the worst performers have been given the boot and the stronger ones have cleaned up their act and done everything they can to improve the quality of the show.
With these positive changes in place, I would recommend the show for an entertaining evening which is sure to bring back many musical memories.

History will be performing three nights per week at the Magma Centre in Costa Adeje between June and November 2012 before hitting the road for a tour of Spain, Portugal, France and Germany.

Images courtesy of History and Rock Story


Adeje And Arona Get The Summer Dance Beat

You can’t suppress Tenerife’s love of dance music. Just when you thought the music scene had settled into a sedate round of middle of the road music it’s veered off into the fast lane with two, big outdoor concerts in one vibrant August week.

DJ Tiesto, praised as the world’s best, heads in from Holland on Saturday 6 August to light the fuse at Golf Costa Adeje with his Club Life experience. With the music memories still reverberating, it’s followed up on Friday 12 August with 13 hours of music at the Arona Summer Festival at the Las Americas football stadium (below). This one features French house music DJ David Guetta and a host of top acts from around Europe.

So let’s take a back stage pass and find out a little more about these big events.

As you probably guessed the Golf Costa Adeje concert is from the people that brought over Elton John, Rod Stewart, Simply Red and on 8th July this year, Michael Bolton. All great acts but not everyone’s cup of tea. DJ Tiesto is a different animal. Born in Breda as Tijs Verwest he has made an international name as a trance DJ and producer with mega shows at places like Ibiza, Amsterdam and the O2 Arena in London. He even performed at the opening ceremony for the 2004 Olympics in Greece. This show starts at 8pm, ticket details have not been released yet but watch Tenerife Magazine for more news and booking details on the promoters website.

On to the Arona Summer Festival at the Antonio Dominguez Alfonso Olympic stadium, to give it its official name.

It’s early days for times and ticket prices but we have been promised 13 hours of music on a grand scale not seen since the Son Latinos beach concerts in Los Cristianos. DJ David Guetta is joined by Roger Sanchez, the New Yorker with the big following. Tenerife’s own Bikini Invaders add a local flavour; from France Rinoceroise could be a surprise packet and Madrid is sending The Zombie Kids.
It’s pretty impressive that Adeje and Arona are serving up such a mid summer treat and there are sure to be more additions to the musical menu for Tenerife.


Tenerife Nightlife, Bar Hopping In Los Cristianos, Part One

Blue unicorns, alien lampshades and luke warm treacle, well that’s what my scribbled notes seemed to say when I woke in a haze on Sunday morning. Thankfully a shower, food and a quick scroll through my camera helped to focus my mind, and memories of Los Cristianos bars formed a semi orderly queue.
I went out with just one self imposed restriction, no TV talent show, each to their own but Tenerife can surely offer more than that. Heading down the hill past El Mirador there seemed to be no escape from that show but turning into Avenida Juan Carlos the Big Ben pub seemed a good starting point. Inside it was cosy and fairly busy, 70’s music struck a chord with me and the mass of football scarves on the ceiling added to my sense of comfort. The friendly bar maid soon had a nice cold pint of Dorada in my grasp so I adjourned to the terrace for a bit of people watching opposite the stacks of trestles ready for the morning market. My nose was twitching at the tempting aroma of curry from the Masala Tandoori next door and thankfully the promised high winds and heavy rain were still waiting in the wings.

Now out of the starting blocks, the old beach of Las Tarajales beckoned, four bars had now sprung up in the block of locales and apartments that have been vacant since completion several years ago. I picked the first bar El Pirata, as the name suggested there was a nautical theme and the soft blue lighting showed off its slick look. A bottle of Dorada went the way of the previous pint as I watched a steady procession of people enjoying the seafront walkway which lures many out of the Arona Gran Hotel to take the night air. There were a few takers on the pirate deck and the other 3 bars also had a good sprinkling of customers and still plenty of time until their 1 am close.
Onward ever onward, I’d been introduced to Hells Kitchen or El Infierno (top pic), in CC Balmalhur a few days before and fancied another look. You don’t often see a bar with a casting couch but the décor here is very stylish and different, bamboo chairs and roof in the patio, pharaoh type wall decorations and even little devil dolls on the tables. The Czech staff and the chill out lounge made it a nice place to slip into a beer, I will have to investigate the food next time.
Time for some live music, Dreamers next door had been recommended so I was chomping at the bit. The separate eating area led into the main bar where a lively crowd were lapping up resident band Celtic Confusion, a 2 man musical treat playing Irish based tunes with gusto and passion. A wedding party had chosen to celebrate here and I couldn’t fault their choice, live music every night and Simply Mo due on later has also got a good reputation. With the night turning a little blustery I could have lingered here longer but duty called.

Just up towards the church plaza Churchills was my next stop, another modest sized bar making full use of all the space with karaoke in full swing and a bubbly atmosphere. It was nice to see a few of the Armada Sur football crowd letting their hair down and showing hidden singing talents. It struck me at this point that my plan to alternate between beer and soft drinks had not really taken off, bit late to change at this stage of the game.
A brisk walk seemed a good idea to give my little pea brain a short respite so I headed back up to El Mirador, and grabbed a stool at the popular Taylors Lounge. Some of the younger crowd had headed off to get down in the clubs but it was still bristling with contented customers inside and on the split level roadside terrace. Thankfully the big screens had moved onto sport and the night’s main boxing featuring Brit Carl Froch, as good a way as any to make the beer slip down.

Moving on up to Summer Nights, Billy Idol (aka Paul Stone) was holding court, taking me back to the days of his band Generation X playing in an Oxford pub. The crowd had thinned out at the top end of the night but the Rebel Yell was as loud and passionate as from the original performer. The Dorada was closing in on me by this stage, as White Wedding pierced the night I tackled the last bit of the hill with all the skill and grace of a young but very confused gazelle. Thank you Los Cristianos, here’s to Part Two of the Bar Hopping very soon.


Tenerife Nightlife, Bar Hopping in Playa de las Américas Part I

There’s just too much going on at night in Playa de las Américas, so for the latest in Tenerife Magazine’s bar hopping series, we decided to split it into two, concentrating first on the area around the Safari Centre and the patch.

The pair resembled creatures from Resident Evil. Red-rimmed sockets framed glazed eyes; they lurched toward me with a gait favoured by the undead in many cheap horror flicks.

“Shhhcooz me, mate,” one raised a heavy limb in my direction. “Jooo know where shhtrip is?”

It was shortly after 9pm and the two fitted the stereotypical description of what many believe to be the norm in Playa de las Américas. As it turned out they’d strayed way off course and were outside the Safari Centre. I pointed then in the right direction and, after stopping to enjoy the dancing fountain and some rousing flamenco coming from La Martina Grill, headed to Parque de la Paz.

Soul Suite
With entertainment in nearly every bar in the row, it was mind-boggling to choose where to start. Every bar overflowed with customers; an excellent sign for the resort. Outside The Corner Bar I nearly called the police as a singer murdered Van Morrison’s Brown Eyed Girl; that plus the slick sounds coming from Soul Suite helped make up my mind. It was a hot night even by Tenerife standards and a pint of cool lager (€3.50) was an essential research tool. It was standing room only at Soul Suite as Lee St Lawrence sang old soul classics with a professional smoothness before giving way to Tenerife’s answer to Diana Ross, Sheila Tyson. The music was pleasant, but after about thirty minutes I decided I’d had my dose of Motown for the time being.

The Bull’s Head
Rod Stewart at Lazy Days was doing a decent job, but wasn’t my cup of tea. I actually sat down in the Hole in the Wall, then the singer started belting out If your Irish Come into the Parlour. The antiquated song had me heading for the exit faster than a cannonball, coincidentally a line that helped me choose my next stop. In The Bull’s Head, the resident band, Vagabond, were performing a damn good version of Champagne Supernova by Oasis. It’s an attractive bar with plenty of space, service was sharp and prices reasonable (€3 a pint of lager). But Vagabond set it apart from the other places nearby. These are bona-fide musicians. The line-up seems to change on a regular basis, Christian Taylor is currently lead singer, but the quality remains impressive. Some of the guitar playing was electrifying. With anthems ranging from Jon Bon Jovi to Jimi Hendrix and everybody’s current favourites Kings of Leon, there were hot sounds to get all ages rocking. I could happily have taken root at the bar, but there were other night spots to check out.

Leonardo’s came up with something completely new to me. They asked me to pay for the drink before they brought it. The friendly, efficient staff had the decency to be embarrassed by this, but it conjured up the thought “What sort of people frequent this part of town”. Platinum were on the tiny stage and although the two X-Factor girls tried their best to engage with the audience, their efforts fell flat. After twenty minutes of feeling embarrassed for them I went in search of somewhere livelier.

Much more inviting inside than it looks from the street, Shenanigans was packed to the gunwales. Despite being madly busy, I was served pronto (€3.50 a pint). The bar was bouncing when I arrived about 11.30pm thanks to the exceptional Looney Tunes. The music screamed along from classic 70s sounds to the ubiquitous Sex on Fire and Chasing Cars. Unfortunately Snow Patrol’s tear inducer was ruined by an over boisterous, beered up young Geordie who rushed the stage and bared his backside. Playa de las Américas may have changed, but some of its visitors haven’t. Freddy Kay’s caustic tongue dealt with it brilliantly. Excellent music and cruelly funny northern asides as dry as a Jacob’s cream cracker.

The Dubliner
Conveniently placed next to Shenanigans; fall out of one and into the other…and by half past midnight there were a few people who literally did just that. The Dubliner has lots of nooks and crannies and a wonderful undulating polished wooden bar. The average age of the clientèle was between 30 and 50; a bit younger than those at Parque la Paz. They were partying like it was 1999, again, as the Dubliner’s band played crowd pleaser after crowd pleaser. I watched, fascinated as a quite sophisticated looking middle-aged women snogged a man she’d only just met. The baby boomers are growing old disgracefully. The Dubliner is a fun-filled holiday bar where people feel free to let their hair down. Prices were similar to others (€5 for a pint and a half of lager) but they didn’t have any red wine.

Magic Bar
There was one final stop to make before calling it a night. Like a cross between a Maharajah’s palace and a luxurious Bedouin tent, the Magic Bar has stunning décor. You pay for the privilege of spending time in this sumptuous pleasure palace; a bottle of Dorada is a hefty €5. Las Américas” sophisticated set lounged on stylish sofas, half hidden in flattering subdued lighting. Most would probably never set foot in some of the bars I visited…and yet the music they were dancing to was mainly old soul classics no different from those I’d heard elsewhere. Same music, but with a wrapping that clearly sparkles more seductively. The Magic Bar is a beautiful venue, but it was far from my favourite even though it did provide the most striking image of the night. A girl with Grace Jones hair, scarlet lipstick and a black mini dress which deliberately exposed stockings and suspenders stood in a shaft of smoky light as a couple salsa’d sexily behind her, drifting in and out of the light like ghosts.

Nothing was going to top that, so with a voice hoarse from singing Sex on Fire a zillion times, I decided to leave the beautiful people to their posturing and head for home.

Bar Hopping in Playa de las Américas Part 2 ““ Starcos and Veronicas will feature in Tenerife Magazine later in the year.


Tenerife Nightlife ““ Bar Hopping in Costa Adeje

In the second of our series going undercover of the night to check Tenerife’s nightlife, Tenerife Magazine went bar hopping in Costa Adeje.

With the sun casting a golden glow over the land, I knew the perfect place to begin investigating Costa Adeje’s nightlife. Lighthouses usually act as a warning to steer clear, but the one at Faro Chill Art Bar is a beacon attracting the effortlessly cool, beautiful people”¦well, them and me.

Faro Chill Art Bar ““ Part One
Ãber-chic and then some, Faro Chill Art is the type of bar that deserves to be frequented by Hollywood stars. The décor oozes such style and imagination that even if I’d been wearing a carnival queen’s costume I’d have felt dull and conservative by comparison. After being tempted by the Zen terrace and the Mediterranean blue cushions of the Greek terrace, I ordered a glass of vino and climbed to the Ítaca terrace to enjoy the sunset from the rooftop. Drink prices at Faro are higher than average, but a visit is an experience not to be missed – and guys you have to try the bathroom. Feeling like I was being adulterous by simply visiting the loo was a unique experience.

By 10pm, it was time to stop chilling and start rocking.

In & Out
In & Out’s typically beach side tables and chairs can’t match Faro’s style. But you don’t need style when you’ve got heavy metal heroes, Soundchaser wowing the crowds night after night. I’d read rave reviews about Soundchaser, but was still blown away by how good they were. Note-perfect covers of Hendrix, Zeppelin, Dream Theater and Cream classics as well as their own compositions had old and new rockers in the crowd head-banging in ecstasy. Lead singer, Marcos Rodriguez possesses bucket loads of charisma and his witty asides pumped up the entertainment factor; at one point casting his eyes heavenwards in disgust as a woeful version of Sailing drifted down from a karaoke bar above. Again prices were a bit higher than average (€3.50 for a pint of lager, €8 for a spirit and mixer), but good value with a quality band like Soundchaser in the mix.

Captivated by Soundchaser’s demonic spell I’d lingered longer than I’d planned; reluctantly I tore myself away to seek out other forms of nightlife.

I paused outside Moonlight Bar, but strains of Engelbert Humberdinck emanating from inside had me quickening my step again. Following Soundchaser with music that was outdated when I was a teenager just didn’t do it for me. Similarly AJ’s Bar None lacked the buzz I sought and I wondered if I’d been spoiled by Soundchaser. Then the sound of soft reggae weaved its way through the night and I instantly knew my next stop.

Lisboa Bar
An unassuming bar whose mock Tudor beams seemed unusual for somewhere with a Portuguese name. It turned out that it was under new ownership and had only been open in its current incarnation for two months. There was nothing particularly special about the bar except that Grinder Circus, the two guitar playing musicians who formed the bar’s band, were creating some damn fine music; a quasi-acoustic mix of reggae and hip-swaying Cuban sounds with some U2 thrown in for good measure. It was simply a friendly bar in which to knock back a beer (€2).

Eleven thirty and time for pastures new. Onwards and upwards took me past Harley’s. Having a cocktail in the back of an open topped Cadillac looked fun, but I was seeking something livelier. A few steps more and I found it.

St Eugene’s
The perfect holiday bar, St Eugene’s (or Eugen’s – the website has two different spellings) was a revelation. An attractive bar with soft lighting and greenery giving it a warm and welcoming ambience. It was packed with people who weren’t just having a good time; they were having a party. Eugene’s was buzzing and that set it apart from bars I’d body swerved. This was clearly helped by the act, IS who kept the dance floor filled with crowd pleasing tunes ranging from Mowtown favourites to the Black Eyed Peas and Kings of Leon (note to other bars churning out Please Release Me & Little Old Wine Drinker Me – everyone from 16 to 60 year olds sang along to The Kings of Leon). Bar service was quick (just as well as the table service wasn’t) and prices were reasonable given the entertainment (€3 a pint of lager). The atmosphere in Eugene’s was such good fun that I was sorry when IS finished their set.

By 1am bars seemed to be winding down and I was about to call it a night when I noticed that cars were streaming into the area.

Faro Chill Art Bar ““ Part Two
A botellón (open air party) was in full flow in the plaza outside Faro and hundreds of young Canarios downed JD’s and Coke before joining a massive queue snaking towards the entrance to Faro.

The queues were too long and I felt way too old to re-enter Faro’s world at this point anyway. So, as bars aimed at visitors wound down and those aimed at Canarios filled up, I decided I’d hopped my last bar and it was time for a meeting with the sandman.

Factfile: All bars featured are located in the area around and above Puerto Colón. Soundchaser perform nightly from 9.30pm at In & Out: There are different acts each night at St Eugene’s from 10pm: Faro Chill Art also regularly features theme nights and live music – keep an eye on their website for details


Tenerife Nightlife: Bar Hopping in Puerto de la Cruz

With summer’s sultry nights heating up the nocturnal scene on Tenerife it seemed the perfect time to have a look at what Tenerife nightlife has to offer visitors and residents. To begin, this Saturday we went in search of lively bars in the centre of Puerto de la Cruz

Standing on Avenida Generalisimo at 10pm on a Saturday night revealed why nightlife in Puerto de la Cruz sometimes earns the reputation of being low key. Plenty of bars lined the avenue, but none had many customers.

Bar Cimaï
Chosen because it was the only bar in the avenue that was remotely busy, but that was because a birthday party was taking place on its upper floor; something I didn’t discover till I accidentally gate-crashed it. Still, the French owner was friendly, a bottle of beer cost €1.50 and the music was nostalgically 80s.

Moving to Avenida Colón at 10.30pm revealed a much livelier scene. The pavement cafés were full and hordes of Saturday night strollers provided a roaring trade for African hair braiders and the caricature artists.

Café de la Noche
The liveliest bar on the promenade; entering past Marilyn Monroe holding down her billowing white dress revealed an interior of art deco mirrors and Tiffany lamps. The dance floor was full, but a tad Strictly Come Dancing. A litre of wine was under €10 but although no spring chicken myself, I felt as though I was there twenty years too early.

By 11pm, it was time to try the old town. En route, singing from Molly Malone’s near the harbour sounded promising. The bar, popular in winter months, was almost empty, so I decided to give it a miss. Same thing with the Jardín Karaoke Bar.

Arriving at Plaza del Charco it explained why a lot of bars were quiet; everybody was there, enjoying the bubbling atmosphere around the palm and Indian laurel tree-lined plaza. At one end, the Plaza Café overflowed with a mix of mature visitors and locals being serenaded by a female Spanish vocalist whilst at the other, in the Frigata, Tasquita and Hannen bars, a younger clientele chattered animatedly above an MTV soundtrack.

As midnight approached it was time to follow the in-crowd to the hottest night spots in town around Calle Blanco and Calle Iriarte.

Blanco Bar
Blanco Bar oozed style and über-chic décor from sleek white walls and ultra violet lighting in the bar and concert area to rattan settees in the outdoor terrace situated on four levels. The bar’s patrons were mainly in their early thirties, but there was a mix of ages. Service was exceptional and I was served quickly even though the bar was heaving. A bit pricier than other bars, a bottle of beer cost €2.50, but then the entertainment is free.
At first I thought the band, Supertrópica, were a comedy group in frilly shirts and Elton John style sunglasses. The lead singer’s curiously cartoon-ish voice didn’t help dispel that assumption. But their infectious performance, an energetic combination of summery pop and R&B riffs had me grinning and chanting “˜otra, otra’ with everyone else at the end of the set.

Limbo Bar
Further up Calle Blanco, a wooden staircase in a colonial courtyard led to Limbo’s huge terrace. By 1.20am it was sardine tin busy and manoeuvring anywhere involved getting intimately close to people. The bar staff were fast workers, but not great at spotting who was next in line, so a couple of ‘oigas” were essential.
A spirit, the equivalent of three or four UK measures, and mixer was €6.
The young clientele, mainly in their early 20s, included a surfeit of stunningly beautiful girls, many with stiletto heels longer than the hemlines of the chic dresses they wore with the poise and elegance of fashion models.

Opposite Blanco, Cuban bar Azucar looked empty at 2.30am. But streams of people were entering and”¦disappearing. Further investigation revealed a soundproofed glass door which opened as I approached and Puerto was swapped for downtown Havana. The atmosphere inside was beyond hot; it was steamy, and bodies that brushed against me were wet with sweat. One part of the bar was in a courtyard overlooked by an old wooden balcony ““ straight out of a Bacardi advert. In the dark shadows, figures gyrated sensually to thumping salsa. It felt deliciously illicit. I ordered a mojito (€5) and marvelled at dance moves I’ll only ever achieve in my dreams.

By 3.30am a return to Avenida Generalisimo revealed a very different animal. Clubs that were invisible in daylight hours were filling up, their neon lights attracting clubbers from all over Tenerife’s north coast. Call me lightweight, but by then the only bright light I was interested in was the green one on top of a taxi.

Tenerife Magazine plans to be bar hopping all over Tenerife in the future, so if you know of any great bars, please share them with us…we’d hate to miss out on some secret gems.