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This piece about Bangkok's new dark horse king of clubland and his 'kollective' of DJs which won the cool crowd's heart with sun-drenched daytime rave parties ran in the July-August 2014 issue of Fah Thai, the Bangkok Airways inflight magazine. Kolour Nights is now a 'thing' and the group's Family Wednesday gig at Glow continues to pack them in. The original article as published is at the bottom. Other images are my own shots and edits from the 2014 Kolour Sunday party 'Brighter Days'.
Coran
Maloney likes his photographs laden with lens flare, grainy,
desaturated, with a smattering of faux lens scratches and suffused
with a pale golden glow. In an advertising agency, an art director
might call the style ‘high key’. The uninitiated will notice this
look, nod appreciatively at its understated Instagram coolness, and
then, as the cogs turn a few more times, think: ‘Hang on, where are
the colours?’
Kolour
Sundays, you see, is the name chosen for the infrequent,
effervescent, stone cool and scorchingly hot daytime raves for
grown-ups created by Maloney and his partner-in-crime Vina Charay, a
fellow taste-maker who was previously Bangkok's high
priestess of house parties and is the Thailand face of international
invitation-only hipster conclave French Tuesdays.
An
art director would call this epiphany a ‘smile in the mind’,
that elusive little ‘aha’ moment where something quirkily clever
hits the little sweet spot in your brain, sending neurotransmitters
dancing across synapses, creating a new and permanent pathway in your
brain.
It's
branding manna from heaven, the stuff of the coveted ‘stickiness’
ad men whisper about in reverent tones. As a former marketing student
who worked as brand manager for a multinational forestry company,
Maloney knows this.
“We
even have our own filter,” he says proudly, sprawled on a sofa in
his spacious apartment a stone's throw from Bangkok's posh Swissôtel
Nai Lert Park.
He
sports shorts and a tattered gym shirt, stretched over a tanned,
towering gym rat’s frame. Hanging from the wall is a Kolour Sunday
logo, a simple wordmark in the style beloved of the luxury brands,
surrounded by a kind of postmark and the group’s slogan, credo and
philosophy of life: “This is us … doing what we love.”
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Despite
the Irish lilt to his name, Coran Maloney is the product of a Sri
Lankan father and Uruguayan mother who moved to Melbourne when he was
a young boy. He has the quiet confidence of the big, buff and
handsome, looks utterly at ease in his skin and is a glowing picture
of health, despite it being the Monday evening after his latest
Sunday triumph, a Caligulan concatenation of after parties,
after-after parties, and possibly even an after-after-after party,
all fuelled by deep house and nu disco beats, top shelf booze and an
assortment of other party favours.
“It
was a big weekend,” smiles Maloney. Big weekends are prized
currency in the kingdom – and growing cult – of Kolour Sundays,
and a hot topic of conversation amongst the Kolour Krew, a loose knit
collective of 12 DJs who take turns headlining the parties.
There
are no international superstar DJs at Kolour events, along with no
red carpets, velvet ropes or fawned-over celebrities. “I'm going to
ban photographers from our parties in the future,” he says. “We
had nine or 10 with big paparazzi cameras at the last party and it
looked terrible. It takes people out of the moment and they start
posing and it’s just not what we’re about. I come from a
background of going to parties where you don’t go to be seen, you
go to enjoy the music and to dance. We don't want our party to become
a hangout for high-society snobs.”
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There
has been a keen sense of anticipation in the build-up to each Kolour
Sunday, with a growing loyal cadre of fans, a savvy social media
sense and no shortage of word-of-mouth buzz, thanks to clever touches
like not revealing the venue until the day before the party – a nod
to the original English rave parties, with pirate radio stations
revealing coded instructions to find the party and cat-and-mouse
games with police.
None
of this is by accident. Maloney is simply on the money, being
himself, doing what he loves. He tossed in the branding job and his
suit and tie corporate existence a little over a year ago to devote
himself full time to living Kolour.
It
was a ballsy, sink-or-swim decision that has paid off in spades. The
money and accolades are rolling in, he is beating off DJs, promoters
and reporters with a stick, and for the moment at least, he seems to
have captured lighting – or at least magic hour – in a bottle.
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A
day earlier, I wander into the latest incarnation of Kolour Sundays –
Brighter Days, which happens to be at Horizon, a split-level rooftop
venue with indoor and outdoor spaces, eye candy design and
eye-popping views at every turn, even a gently undulating lawn in a
pale shade of peach that looks like it’s had Maloney's famous
filter applied to it. It's also the last Kolour Sundays party of the
season – the fourth in five months, and the 12th since the
concept's launch in 2011 – Kolour Sundays will now be mothballed
for the duration of the rainy season, kicking off again in November.
In 2012, the Kolour Sundays attracted 7,000 paying customers and
booked over 80 local artists and performers, making it by some margin
the biggest event of its kind in Bangkok.
The
DJ drops a well-judged tune and the energy amps up considerably.
Slabs of synth surf sunbeams as smiles spread, legs start pumping and
bodies sway. There is an undeniable and infectious feel-good vibe
spreading across the crowd, enveloping all in its warm summery
embrace. A breeze ruffles the ribbons of purple, blue and maroon
festooned across the lower level. Birds, butterflies and bizarre
smiling insects undulate on high wires, turning things trippy. The
smartphones come out and the selfies are snapped, sending the social
media hamster wheel spinning, transmuting woofers into tweeters.
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I
collar Coran and usher him up to the peach-fuzz lawn for a
photograph. He leaps a chain-link fence, lies down in a kind of
louche Playboy pose for a few seconds, then leaps to his feet,
strikes an arms-folded superhero stance, and strides off. He has
unselfishly left himself off the DJ bill today, despite being one of
Bangkok's best behind the wheels of steel, or the mouse of house. On
the bill are ATMA, aka Mark Lipert, an Australian DJ who also runs
his own digital agency and is Kolour Krew's recently appointed
musical director, a waif-like Russian model known as Alesha Voronin,
Absolud, Dylan Griffin, Darragh Casey and Saint Vincent.
KOLOUR
SUNDAYS was born over two years ago, when Maloney and Charay returned
from holidays to Ibiza and Paris respectively to a crushing
depressions and creeping disenchantment with Bangkok's rudderless and
moribund club scene. The heyday of Sukhumvit Soi 11, when BED
Supperclub and Q Bar were the hot tickets and pushing musical
boundaries had passed, but nothing had really filled the vacuum.
“I
was fed up with the music on offer, it was cheesy commercial stuff,”
Maloney says. “No one was making the most of the four to five
months of beautiful weather Bangkok has. No one wanted to be in the
sun. So we defined what we wanted to create one afternoon, found the
perfect venue in Viva Aviv The River at River City and Kolour Sundays
was born.
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Maloney
notes that Kolour was founded on three pillars. Food and beverage
sitting together at the top, he emphasises that it’s through great
service, top cocktails and a wide selection of food that they can aim
to lure in the Sunday brunch crowd. Music is obviously one of the
three on his list, “It has to be cutting edge.” And, while he
explains that the genre can vary, the underground attitude and vibe
are essential. “Atmosphere is the third pillar. I never just turned
on techno and said ‘I love it’... you need to create the right
atmosphere, the right platform, and there’s more chance of someone
falling in love with a new genre of music when dancing in the sun
with a thousand people than in a dark club late at night.
One
local writer, Yvonne Liang, describes the first Kolour Sunday thus:
“Imagine drinking and dancing on a boardwalk in broad daylight and
then watching the sun dip into the horizon while a DJ spins the
sickest of beats. One of the most unforgettable moments was being
amongst hundreds of like-minded individuals who were screaming and
cheering in an almost animalistic way as the sun descended. That long
afternoon on the Chao Phraya was unforgettable, and an atmosphere
closer to St Tropez than Bangkok.”
Bangkok
clubbing's elder statesman Sanya Souvanna Phouma, the former creative
director of Bed Supperclub who now runs hotspot Maggie Choo’s,
says: “Right from the beginning there was something in their
marketing that was right. The personalised invites, the
daytime/sunset concept, it was solid. They nailed it. The gap was
there, they spotted it, and people were ready to embrace it. And the
fact that it's not a regular gig makes it more ‘not to be missed’.
Coran managed to brand himself as well as the event and created a
connection with his guests on a very personal level. It’s already a
mature brand that everyone associates with great times.”
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KOLLECTIV,
the mother company behind the Kolour Sundays brand, now employs three
full-time staff including Maloney, four part-time staff, a team for
events of more than 50, and the aforementioned Kolour Krew of 12 DJs.
Maloney
is not prone to idle boasting or big-uppery, but he is quietly and
determinedly ambitious and very serious about the brand he has built.
At the end of the first year and having finally turned a profit, he
invested the money into getting one of Asia's hottest branding
agencies in to tweak the brand into the fine-tuned and very slick
product it is today.
“
We
have built our business model so it can be replicated. The next
evolution in our following series will be to take the concept beyond
Bangkok, but within Thailand for now. After that, we want to take it
overseas, and to build Kolour Sundays into the best brand for
discerning clubbers in Asia.”
In
the meantime, he has launched a new Wednesday night event called
Family at Glow nightclub in Sukhumvit Soi 23 which is packing them
in, and he also plans to begin a Kolour Nights series.
“
Family
has begun with a bang, over 100 people in a small dark club on a
Wednesday night is no mean feat. It's a great way to bring a credible
musical offering to the mid-week scene which Bangkok was lacking.
This was also really just me creating the event I wanted to go to
myself, and it's a great way to keep the Kolours Krew honed and keen
while the bigger parties go into hibernation.”
Ever
the social media maven, he is even getting buzz for his spoof Family
posters, photoshopped faces of DJs and key scene members plonked into
antique photographs of sailors, aviators and lederhausen-clad
adventurers. It's weirdly clever, and it works.
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Maloney
doesn't have a firm date fixed yet for the first Kolour Nights bash,
but he is 'working on the concepts and venues' and said there would
be some new twists and a very different vibe from the daytime events.
“Different but just as cool,” he grins. Coolness is the key
quotient, and Maloney knows it is not guaranteed to last or to be
taken for granted.
“
I
remember in Melbourne, this older guy in his late 50s owned one of
the cool clubs, he used to drive up in his Lamborghini and take his
posse to the VIP area. I remember thinking, ‘now that is cool’.”
Maloney
looks worried for a moment, like he has just transgressed, crossed
the line into money-hungry territory. He relaxes back into his genial
giant persona.
“
One
of my greatest joys is bringing people together. Through Kolour
Sundays I've been able to do this on a scale I never thought possible. We are just getting started and I promise you one thing, I am never going to stop clubbing.”
The pimp
of the palette, the paint box pantomime clown and the visible
spectrum's biggest show-off, red clamours for attention, the hue that
cries. Red is the most visible and arresting colour for humans in
daylight hours, capable of causing discernable shifts in mood and
arousal and stirring appetites, passions and emotions. Sporting teams
that sport red tend to win more, as do boxers and martial artists.
Women wearing red are judged more beautiful and desirable than those
in other colours. Men with redder faces get more mates.
Writer Saul Bellow - now there's a fellow who knew a thing or two about red's starring role in the grand opera and farce of life. In The Adventures of Augie March, his protagonist sears this image into the consciousness with colour: "The door opened; a woman sat before me in a wheelchair, and in her lap, just born in a cab or paddy wagon or in the lobby of the hospital, covered with blood and screaming so you could see the sinews, square of chest and shoulder from the strain, this bald kid, red and covering her with the red ... She and the baby appeared like enemies forced to have each other, the figures of a war."
