Goldfish live at Blue Marlin: 22.07.10

Goldfish at Blue Marlin Beach Club: 22/07/10

Photography by Federico Capoano

For what seems to Miss W like forever, Blue Marlin was synonymous with a very famous Flamenco legend on the terrace, the visiting jet set arriving from their mega-yachts on zippy zodiacs and a club-meets-beach appeal that attracts visitors from all over the world. But lately, there’s been something just a little bit different causing a stir at the Cala Jondal institution – Goldfish Live every Thursday.

Eager to experience something that was distinctly and musically different on the island (combined with the hope of cooling off in the pristine turquoise sea on an excruciatingly humid day), Miss W made a beeline for Blue Marlin to check out the South African duo who’ve been touted as the ‘reinvention of the DJ’…

A cliché though it may be, the description really does hit the nail on the head as (further cliché alert!) the dynamic duo seamlessly steamed through their set, fusing live performance with electronic and house beats. Were they hiding a mini-band beneath the all-new, raised DJ booth? Were they faking it? I mean seriously – how many noises and sounds can be generated by just two people?

From the first thump of the sleek electronic double bass, the crowd gathering on the sand quickly headed up to the wooden decking, cocktails in hand and ready to rave. Who said beach parties couldn’t happen in Ibiza any more? Meanwhile, the Goldfish boys themselves didn’t even take a swig of their beers throughout the duration of their set, so focused were they on the task at hand, making their mixing between classics, originals and oldies but goodies accompanied by multiple live instruments and effects look almost effortless. I say almost… because credit where credit’s due, and clearly this is a major talent!

Goldfish at Blue Marlin Beach Club: 22/07/10

Photography by Federico Capoano

Sophisticated sounds, sassy grooves and a super-exciting atmosphere made for the perfect summer soundtrack to an afternoon on the beach – there wasn’t a soul in the house who wasn’t moving and grooving to Goldfish by the end of their set – even Cathy Guetta, who popped in to check out the action (and no doubt spruik her own event happening later that evening in Pacha) was shaking her thang as was Blue Marlin main man Yelle Oomes, strutting around in his swimming trunks after a splash in the sea. Another hard day at the office, we suspect…

But despite the gaggle of glam boats in the background, planes flying low overhead, the cooling water mist coming off the bar creating a haze around the dance floor and the trendy Euro-jet-set bopping away as though they were in an MTV video clip and providing entertainment, Miss W’s favourite moment of the day happened to come from a bunch of Blue Marlin ultra-VIPs who were no taller than elbow height. As David and Dominic tried to set up for the show, they were semi-mobbed by a stream of kids (I say semi, because they were actually super polite and lined up single file), giggling nervously and asking for autographs on their flip-flops, of all places!

What more can I say? The youth of Ibiza have been won over… next stop, the world!

Goldfish at Blue Marlin Beach Club: 22/07/10

Photography by Federico Capoano

THE LOWDOWN

THE GOOD: Now THAT is what we call musical talent! Flitting from instrument to instrument, headphones to flutes, to bass to sax, to CDs to mixer to keyboards to drum machines and a whole lot of other musical geek gear over the course of their energy filled two hour set, Miss W couldn’t help but think these guys could show most of the so-called superstar DJs on the island a thing or two…

THE BAD: Seeing a VIP table order the infamous jeroboam of Moet & Chandon… then letting it go to waste as it sat collecting condensation in the sun as they left it on the table. There’s no need to flash your cash like that if it’s just for show – and I know three thirsty White-ettes who could have helped drain the giant bottle!

THE GOSSIP: We won’t mention any names specifically, but a certain Goldfish – who was due to fly to Barcelona immediately after the Blue Marlin gig for another show that night – may have turned up in a hot and flustered mess due to forgetting his passport. Thankfully crisis was averted, but it did strike Miss W that he was Goldfish by name and had the memory of a goldfish by nature!

Goldfish at Blue Marlin Beach Club: 22/07/10

Photography by Federico Capoano