The first of January is the emptiest night of the year to want to go out. Everybody spent their social budget twenty-four hours ago, half the city is nursing a resolution, and the places that are open are running on a skeleton crew and yesterday's decorations.
Which is exactly why a warehouse off Electronics Place running a proper late set on New Year's Day is such an odd and welcome thing. The crowd is self-selected down to people who genuinely wanted this rather than people performing a holiday, and that changes a dancefloor completely. No countdown, no hats, nobody filming a kiss. Just a room that opens at ten and a long stretch of house music for whoever still has it in them.
The venue runs a different headliner the night before and the night after, so the staff will have been in that room for three days straight by the time you arrive, which tends to make them either very funny or very quiet.
4594 Electronics Place, doors at ten.
If you were disappointed by the night before, this is the correction — and almost nobody thinks to take it.
The first of January is the emptiest night of the year to want to go out. Everybody spent their social budget twenty-four hours ago, half the city is nursing a resolution, and the places that are open are running on a skeleton crew and yesterday's decorations.
Which is exactly why a warehouse off Electronics Place running a proper late set on New Year's Day is such an odd and welcome thing. The crowd is self-selected down to people who genuinely wanted this rather than people performing a holiday, and that changes a dancefloor completely. No countdown, no hats, nobody filming a kiss. Just a room that opens at ten and a long stretch of house music for whoever still has it in them.
The venue runs a different headliner the night before and the night after, so the staff will have been in that room for three days straight by the time you arrive, which tends to make them either very funny or very quiet.
4594 Electronics Place, doors at ten.
If you were disappointed by the night before, this is the correction — and almost nobody thinks to take it.
The first of January is the emptiest night of the year to want to go out. Everybody spent their social budget twenty-four hours ago, half the city is nursing a resolution, and the places that are open are running on a skeleton crew and yesterday's decorations.
Which is exactly why a warehouse off Electronics Place running a proper late set on New Year's Day is such an odd and welcome thing. The crowd is self-selected down to people who genuinely wanted this rather than people performing a holiday, and that changes a dancefloor completely. No countdown, no hats, nobody filming a kiss. Just a room that opens at ten and a long stretch of house music for whoever still has it in them.
The venue runs a different headliner the night before and the night after, so the staff will have been in that room for three days straight by the time you arrive, which tends to make them either very funny or very quiet.
4594 Electronics Place, doors at ten.
If you were disappointed by the night before, this is the correction — and almost nobody thinks to take it.