GUYS! We've gone all goo-goo over this burst of sunshine and have decided to bring the price of this party down to $15 flat entry on the door only!! You can thank us later.... xxx
After a couple of crazy months, we're heading back to the warehouse to do what we do best! With Picnic DJ chums in tow, we'll be taking over the decks and spreading the Autumn love in a super cosy, super vibing space. Of course we'll be getting our theme on, and this time we invite you to get dressed up as your favourite movie character! Clementine from Eternal Sunshine Of A Spotless Mind? Darth Vader? Andie from Pretty In Pink? Willie Wonka? Brad Pitt in the Fight Club fight scene? (okay that might be going too far...) You get the picture - go crazy!
Picture this: Marcus King, the bearer of a world class moustache and a record collection to match, takes an unexpected fall and our trusty body double is called in to take his place. On arrival it is apparent they look nothing alike and this young gun Mike Witcombe has a totally unique style and everyone is in awe of his instant command over the dance floor.
Next: Perfect Snatch takes over the turntable captaincy and the fun continues to escalate. Disco jams, beautiful deepness, bangable house, party vibes flowing. The smoke machine engulfs you in a puff of white and you're lifted to the heavens. You find yourself strangely aroused, but you don't ask questions.
Then Kali jumps on and the mood keeps rising. House, techno, disco - it all works hand in hand to provide a sonic mattress for you to bounce around on, oozing glee from every pore and orifice (don't worry, you haven't pissed your pants, that's just the audio-induced euphoria). As a random thought, you realise you haven't reached for your wallet for hours, and it feels good.
Suddenly, Andy Webb cartwheels behind the DJ booth and starts juggling flaming knives whilst riding a hoverboard and playing a sitar. No he doesn't, but it's cool anyway. Genre has been thrown out the window, it's all just music for dancing now. Everybody parties on for the next thousand years and when you eventually wake up, someone's made you breakfast in bed and you've won Lotto. GOOD TIMES.
You know the drill: the party is BYO, the address will be announced a couple of days prior, and you can grab cheap tickets from Resident Advisor.