Reviews

  • Rumpus Vol. 21: Day Of The Undead Creatures

    ‘Torture Garden without so much hanky panky’ was how a chum described Rumpus parties to me. That teamed with their infamous fancy dress themes had my attention from the word go!

    Let me explain a little. Rumpus is a travelling party who have built up a immense following in the underground alternative scene throughout the years. Their costumes are a thing of legends; with ‘Pirates vs. Ninjas’ and ‘Creatures under the Sea’ being just a couple of their previous themes.

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  • Rumpus Vol. 14: 20,000 Creatures Under The Sea

    So, my beauties, there we were, on the deck of the MS Stubnitz, late of Hamburg, now come to Canary Wharf, the icy air seeking out our exposed flesh, surrounded by all manner of weird creatures, some with the smell of seamen about them, but many from worlds strange and unfathomable. We found ourselves in the midst of a great rumpus of noise and commotion, at once assailed and bewildered by the desperate voyage now embarked. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 9: Tomorrow’s Party, Today!

    I barely know where to start to describe a night at Rumpus. Rumpus is like an adult wonderland with something different going on in every room. I felt like an over-sized child wandering from one atmosphere to the next (it didn’t help that my costume made me look like I was about to go to a children’s birthday party, nor that we all at one point ventured into the Ball Pit. Yes, there is an adult-sized ball pit.) (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 8: Carnival of the Animals

    I arrive early, just before opening time at the Islington Metal Works in the hope of slipping in unnoticed to the sell-out Rumpus party that has recently been the subject of dirty whispers from those in the know. Tonight is the ‘Carnival of the Creatures’ and I’ve managed to wing it as my lady friend is running a stall selling animal tails to the furry masses queuing in the cold outside. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 8: Carnival of the Animals

    ‘Is my tail wonky?’ I find myself staring at the behind of a man dressed as a tiger wearing the tail of a fox. I make a slight adjustment, give him a pat, and send the tiger-fox on his way. I need to get back to the important matter of considering my own tail.

    We’re in the Tall Tails corner of a warehouse in London’s Islington where you can buy yourself a tail to match your outfit. But zebra or dragon? These are the sort of obscure questions you find yourself asking at Rumpus, probably one of the best roving parties in London right now. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 6: Dia De Las Criaturas Muertas

    It was only my second Rumpus ever, but the night confirmed for me that this is my favourite party in London town. The mini-festival atmosphere incapsulated by the big old warehouse premises of the Electrowerkz in Islington was electrified by a sheer endless array of random moments created by a beautiful mix of people. Almost everyone made an effort to dress up – which meant I could have almost been blindfolded and still would have been able to take brilliant shots. I felt like all I needed to do was to point and shoot and I could be guaranteed someone interesting was doing something interesting right in front of me. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 6: Dia De Las Criaturas Muertas

    I heard about this event from some friends at AntiChrist and it sounded like an event that was not to be missed. They were right. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 6: Dia De Las Criaturas Muertas

    When I first decided to attend Rumpus I had absolutely no idea what to expect. Their website held promises of bands with names like Sam the Womp, Penny Black Remedy and Perhaps Contraption, and attractions like the Rubbish Sideshow Circus and Jungle is Massive. Upon further investigation nothing became any less obscure; phrases like ‘art rave’, ‘secret garden meets Shangri La’, and ‘psychedelic tea party’ were thrown around, but that didn’t really clue me in (although it definitely excited me). Well now I’ve been, and I can see why it was so difficult to find a concrete definition of Rumpus. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 5: Very First Birthday!

    For my kinda liking Rumpus is the best party that London has to offer.

    Like a mini Secret Garden Party it offers absolute nutterness for anyone who doesnt take life or themselves too serious. Just dive into the rabbit-hole for one night and see what happens when you get out of it again. (more…)

  • Rumpus Vol. 5: Very First Birthday!

    I think it’s safe to say that Rumpus has established itself as one of the finest club nights in the capital.

    • Des O’Connor – The Undisputed King of Cabaret
  • Rumpus Vol. 3: Carnival!

    Passing five aliens in the foyer, we enter the madness. And it’s straight to Clapton Metropole Room where a makeshift pineapple bar serves pretty unsavoury cocktails to speakeasy sounds. There’s a Tell Tale corner offering animal tails for a tenner and it’s got that fresh, early morning festival vibe, with small groups animatedly chatting to one another as we wait for things to really kick off.

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  • Katie Antoniou

    London sees many new clubnights come and go- some fail to achieve what they were aiming for, many become victims of their own success. So when a new night comes along that actually hits the spot, you’re slightly loathed to tell everyone about it. But to keep Rumpus a secret would be to go against everything that makes it special- its sense of inclusion, the need for participation and the lack of any pretensions or exclusivity. It’s grown from a gathering of a few hundred people in 2010, to the two thousand+ strong party coming up in June. Rumpus will also be bringing the party to Wilderness Festival this year. While the venues may change, the key Rumpus ingredients stay the same: music, performance and your imagination. The team members are always on hand with costume rails and make-up areas to help you embrace your Rumpus alter ego. (more…)

  • Amandine Jean

    C’était le quatrième anniversaire de la Rumpus Party vendredi 6 juin, une soirée devenue mythique et incontournable pour ses thèmes déguisés.

    Il est peu avant minuit, l’heure pour les créatures de la nuit de rejoindre le Coronet Theatre, à Elephant and Castle. Le thème de la soirée est “Frontiers”. On croise donc dans les rues pas mal d’Indiens d’Amérique et de cows boys en goguette, mais aussi des gens habillés de guirlandes lumineuses, des animaux…. pour une interprétation plus figurée ou personnelle du thème. On pénètre dans un théâtre qui date de la seconde partie du XIXe siècle au son de percussions brésiliennes. (more…)