Sanya Souvanna Phouma, 42, is the creative director of Bangkok’s most famous nightclub, Bed Supperclub, which closes this Saturday (Aug 31). He is also a managing partner at two of Bangkok’s hottest addresses, the restaurant Quince and the speakeasy-slash-noodle-shop Maggie Choo’s. Here he speaks about life before Bed, in Bed and after Bed.

My father is a Lao Prince, my mum a Bunnag, a descendant of the regent, Sri Suriyawongse. I was born in Bangkok where I lived for four years, but after the Lao coup of 1975 we fled to Paris.

In Paris, my mother remarried a gentleman who worked for Benedictine [a liqueur]. He launched Jet 27 [also a liqueur], which proved very popular. So you could say I got a taste for this stuff very early on. My father, too, would constantly host parties, both in Vientiane and Bangkok.

I went to the very posh Janson de Sailly high school. Then I followed my friends into business school, but I was miserable there. I dropped out, started living a bohemian life, hanging out in museums—the whole Baudelaire thing.

I’d go back to Bangkok once a year, either for summer break, or Christmas. And to me the city was all nightclubs. That’s all I did here.

Narcissus, Tapas, NASA, Palace, Q Bar—the years from 1994 to 1997 were definitely golden years. Narcissus was iconic, epic. Balloons being dropped from the ceiling, DJ Mikey Mike at the decks. The partying was wild. I loved the sense of freedom. You aspire to that, all day, all week. You wait for it.

I finally moved back to Bangkok in 1997, and the economic crisis hit. I tried to be a photographer, but I was mediocre. I consulted for a coyote bar in Soi 24, doing posters, coming up with themes. Soon I realized I wanted to organize parties.

I dated a waitress at Q Bar. And her best friend was dating Paris [Batra, who became Bed Supperclub’s managing director]. So we talked about starting a club and that’s how Bed happened.

I remember the moment before opening and we’re standing there on this immaculate white resin floor, and there are immaculate white bed sheets. And the feeling was, “What the hell is this place?” It was like a piece of modern art.

We’d trained for weeks without a sound system. When it was turned on, that was very powerful. It was like a dragon coming to life.

There are so many best moments. One year after the 2006 coup, in 2007, it was our fifth anniversary. We built a tank, and painted it in flowers. And we’d never tell anyone anything for our birthdays. We would just unveil it on the night of the party.

Bed Supperclub was this perfect platform to create art. It had sound, and scenography, and lights and culinary arts. And none of it ever picked up dust. It’s all gone, destroyed. Well, except the tank. That’s at Jim Thompson’s offices now.

The place looked small at first. But it was just right. We brought in the best DJs and some nights it was just 100-200 people. There was this intimacy, this connection. It was definitely not like hearing Deadmau5 in a hangar.

When we started the hip-hop nights, I’d bring people in through the kitchen, because we’d hugely exceeded the maximum capacity. People could have suffocated in there. But they were incredible moments.

Bed Supperclub tried to go upscale after three years and it alienated the arty crowd it first attracted. Then came the police raid. Five hundred people being made to pee in cups. That was a watershed moment. After that, half our customers never came back. It was never the same.

My Instagram profile says “mid-life crisis.” Yeah, I just can’t get out of it. It feels like I’ve done everything too early, or too late, like having a kid. But actually, I don’t think having a daughter, a girlfriend, and my job, is incompatible. It’s just a job. But sometimes I dream of a corporate life, of a desk job and a chauffeur.

What I do is share experiences. Whether it’s a sound or a lamb shank, at the end of the day, it’s an experience. But I do hate that my job makes me drink and smoke so much. If I could get rid of that, it would be a dream job.

Ashley Sutton [Maggie Choo’s designer and managing partner] doesn’t believe in partying hard, hands in the air and all that. He wants Maggie Choo’s to be this beautiful cabaret. He wants to get people in from 7pm-midnight. That’s it.

I think there’s still room for a good nightclub in Bangkok. I guess it’s my dream to do something with the people from Bed, one day. But I don’t wake up looking to change the world. I just take things as they come. And I try to do them with love and passion.

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