Every now and then you get adult prom moments, where you get dressed up and party in a civilized fashion. Be they weddings, graduations, associations or company functions. This weekend was the Chillies, and it was fucking great. Great cause the company was good, but also cause it’s an advertising event, and advertisers basically party professionally. I had a ticket to a table with my whole department from Dialog, but tons of my friends were there as well. There were bottles on the table, a decent buffet and you could smoke in the convention center. Not that I could especially sauced, just enough to get through the slightly dull awards to the point where people are dancing on chairs and taking ridiculous photographs. And not to grate, but Colombo does and will go on. Sri Lanka does keep going, and it’s still a fun place to live. Maththa Thitha is kind of taking a shitter on the scene, but business, art, life and love will go on.
As an intro, the Chillies is an advertising awards show that started last year. It’s notable in that they don’t award prizes for every category, only if the stuff is up to international benchmark. Not that Sri Lanka is anywhere close, but they bring in judges and I think the event is necessary to prevent the lethargy of low standards. Sri Lankan ads routinely have glaring typos and horribly pixelated images and it’s easy to set the bar low. As such, Chillies are a good thing. Triad and Grant’s dominated this time (I thinks), and deservedly. I’ve worked with Grant’s PR and they’re cool, and Triad is honestly fucking incredible. They do a lot of work in Sinhala and the Sri Lankan idiom which is high qual and original, including (I think) a lot of SLFP stuff and Mahinda materials. Which is to say, I think they do some work for a hollow cause, but it’s good work. I think Leo Burnett was also up there. I forgets.
That’s the content, but the form is basically a bunch of high creatives and clients and managers cheering on their fellows. From the start of the night people are whistling and hooting because it is, after all, a group of friends. Freaking large group though. The Colombo Convention Centre was literally packed with tables, like no room to move. They kept like 1/4 empty so everyone could see the stage, but it was freaking full. I guess the Grammys would be like this if they weren’t so bloody serious. Here it just took like 30 minutes for people to stop looking proper and to move around, stand on tables, chairs, etc. After the awards Bathiya and Santush performed, which was a velly good show. From then on they were just blasting pretty good music and everyone was having a good time.
Bathiya and Santush
After the party it’s the afterparty, at H20. The Vitz is full of people and it can’t even make it up the hill without us getting out. I, of course, am not driving being in no shape to. You seriously can’t fuck around anymore, we got pulled over twice that night, once by Air Force (nice guys) and once by police. License, registration and step out of the car. H20 was a bit of a sausage fest and I think they should’ve just continued at the Convention Center, but what to do. Switch to water. Go to a hotel party. Sober up. Go home.
Here are a few other photos I liked, they’re on Flickr (flickr.com/photos/indi) now, I’ll tag them as Chillies when I get around to it.
Rare decent shot of me, Twiggy and Sarah. Not in that order.
Sarah, guess will find out if she minds posting it. No flash, low light, rare natural moment