Last night was my second gig of my month long residency at Tazmania Ballroom in Hong Kong. It’s a great place where people meet for a drink before continuing their night, or stay to play ping pong and listen to music.

Tazmania Ballroom opened in 2010 and is much like a glamorous speakeasy bar. Designed by Tom Dixon, it oozes class and sophistication.

A mix of  foreigners and Hong Kong trendy locals mingle over bottles of champagne and competitive rounds of ping-pong. On Wednesdays, the ping-pong tables are replaced with pool tables that come down from the ceiling. how very James Bond-esque. If you’re not in the know or well connected, slipping past the doormen may be a challenge.

I played a more funky, rnb inspired set last night. I’m liking tracks with hard bass lines and edgy lyrics these days, they are great party starters and also good beats to listen to even when just having a drink at the bar. And a little shameless blowing own trumpet moment – I received a cute little note … Tremendous. What a word!

Taz Tracklist:

- “Let It Whip” by Purple Disco Machine

- “Frisky” by Maceo Plex

- “Ghetto Heaven” by Manuel de la Mare and Luigi Rocca

- “Hallelujah Anyway (Director’s Cut Signature Praise)” by Candi Stanton

24 hours in Hong Kong and I already feel like a local. I’m still pinching myself that I am finally here. With no time to waste, I was out on the streets. I already found an organic store, conveniently two doors down from my apartment, a cute wine bar and I had my first taste of the legendary club Dragon-i.

I meet James, the musical director and booker for both Dragon-i and Tazmania Ballroom (both clubs are owned by the same owner) for dinner. James if flamboyant, fun and straight out there fantastic. We had dinner at Dragon-i’s restaurant that later turns into the main dance floor. It’s filled with models – basically cause they are treated like royalty here. It’s the usual situation where your comp card is the gateway to a surplus of food and alcohol.

The night was heavy. It was a public holiday in Hong Kong the next day so those that stayed in town, were right here on Wyndham Street. By 11pm the club was full and Remy, the resident DJ stepped into the booth. This guy has some technical talent – I haven’t heard such an eclectic mix of house, rnb and a mash up of rock since my youthful discotheque days.

Everyone was just a little too hospitable and nice – I got home at 4:30am. It did seem to cure my jet lag though.

Today I walked around the area and had lunch with a friend overlooking the Hong Kong bay. He then booked me in for a reflexology session in his new spa – this is exactly what a DJ needs ! Those legs to be pampered and zenned out.

Ten Feet Tall is the name of the little piece of heaven I predict I’ll be frequenting as many times as I go clubbing here … It’s so good it scored a blog post on my world guide, right here.