Events

Aphotic Segment is flying high from its past month’s installment (I think my liver pangs have finally subsided), thanks to the phenomenal selections of Jeff Risk and Chad Pratt: two of Detroit’s principal tastemakers, if I may say so. And yes, all gear is safe, sound and fully functional again thanks to a cast of wonderful and slightly less intoxicated friends. But as the bar has seemingly risen like a phoenix from last month’s deranged adventures, we intend to get rowdy once again, featuring the lovely ladies of Nothing Elegant.

It’s been a year since Aphotic Segment first featured one stellar lady by the name of Miss Amy Kaherl, and in a year’s time Kaherl, a.k.a. Amy Dreamcatcher, has amassed quite a collection of successful late night appearances, perhaps becoming the darling of the Detroit dance party, if you will. Her wide-reaching influences, along with her knack for pop sensibility, give her collection a sense of candor and accessibility that projects an extreme likability, really.

But one is not simply enough. Fast forward to Sara Aldridge, a lady of esteemed knowledge - knowledge of books, of cities, of music and of a general everything. Her upbringing was flush with the sounds of jazz and soul. Carrying that enlightenment from her youth and applying it to her cumulative music knowledge of today makes her make you begin stompin’ it like you’re at the roller rink or by the kitchen sink. No, we’re not talking about throwing up but actually, the complete opposite. Your legs might disappear.

Won’t you please join us for a Nothing Elegant Aphotic event that we congenially refer to as “Nothing Elegant, But Something Elephant,” ‘cause this shit’s gonna be big, haus… it’s gonna be big. ALWAYS FREE.