The Wheel keeps on turning...

In its third incarnation the sixties inspired Twisted Wheel continues to provide classic soul and sharp sixties tunes either by streamed radio or a host of marvelous DJs.

I first encountered The Wheel whilst lumbering through the SL search engine. I teleported in and found myself transported to the northern terraces of my youth, a wonderful build recreating life oop North with rows of houses, corner shops and little terraced pubs. In the square amidst a couple of cool shops, lay The Wheel, the name taken from an iconic Manchester club of the sixties,,a solid fortress of northern soul. I instantly swapped my standard issue soft rock look for the sharp, cool mod threads and slunk back into my youth.

So I joined the group and began to wallow in my memories waiting for news of a nights entertainment. When the notice came through I rifled my inventory for a suitable mod look. I opted for monochrome simplicity with a boating blazer and white trousers and some cool bowling shoes. Suitably attired I grabbed a fag and dropped it in my mouth SL smoking is really the only smoking worth indulging in. Then feeling as though i was an extra for SL-Modrophenia I jumped on the link and tp'd into The Wheel. Full of sharp suits and ice cool girls in their best skaville black/white I set my stall out and danced to some awesome tunes; I began to strut my stuff.

However, no sooner had I found my Mod SL mecca when i heard the news that the sim was closing and The Wheel would come to an end. Calamity, my fledgling SL-Mod life was over before it had really even begun.

But, as one door closes another opens in the fluid world of SL. Whilst the fantastic northern street sim would vanish the club had been moved to another locale. Excellent, notices flew about the group in preparation for the reopening party. What a blinder, I toned it down in polo and ska pants for the reopening. The set was astounding, some standard favourites and some utterly obscure sixties gems, applause for the DJ. A good crowd and a wealth of souled out modernists, with additional friends blitzed the dance floor. Sharp moves and sharp threads were requisite if you wanted to elevate yourself from merely being a face in the crowd.

Everything is solid safe as houses. Alas SL houses are as feeble as those blown down by the big bad wolf. No sooner had the club reopened than it closed again! Tragic and modernist dreams put on hold again. But like the C4 Phoenix this club keeps on coming for you and another rescue bid appears. The club is housed on a third sim and modernism keeps on going on. That's how I found myself grooving to the stream in The Twisted Wheel Mk3 thanking my lucky stars and relished a modernist SL for as long as it lasts.

The Twisted Wheel, land of a thousand dances,,,so move those feet.

The Twisted Wheel