Two days before Christmas, in the afternoon, outdoors, is the single least likely slot in the calendar and therefore belongs to whoever actually turns up. Most people are travelling or buying things. The ones left are the locals with nowhere particular to be, which produces a small, unhurried, oddly tender crowd that treats the whole thing as a last gathering before the week swallows everybody. Two DJs from the local circuit playing house to a few dozen people who all vaguely know each other. Nothing about it is an event. That is precisely the recommendation: the calendar thins out badly around the holidays and this is one of the few things still standing, which makes it worth more than its lineup suggests. Nothing will be announced afterwards and no clips will circulate, and the few dozen people there will simply have had a better afternoon than everybody else.
Two days before Christmas, in the afternoon, outdoors, is the single least likely slot in the calendar and therefore belongs to whoever actually turns up. Most people are travelling or buying things. The ones left are the locals with nowhere particular to be, which produces a small, unhurried, oddly tender crowd that treats the whole thing as a last gathering before the week swallows everybody. Two DJs from the local circuit playing house to a few dozen people who all vaguely know each other. Nothing about it is an event. That is precisely the recommendation: the calendar thins out badly around the holidays and this is one of the few things still standing, which makes it worth more than its lineup suggests. Nothing will be announced afterwards and no clips will circulate, and the few dozen people there will simply have had a better afternoon than everybody else.
Two days before Christmas, in the afternoon, outdoors, is the single least likely slot in the calendar and therefore belongs to whoever actually turns up. Most people are travelling or buying things. The ones left are the locals with nowhere particular to be, which produces a small, unhurried, oddly tender crowd that treats the whole thing as a last gathering before the week swallows everybody. Two DJs from the local circuit playing house to a few dozen people who all vaguely know each other. Nothing about it is an event. That is precisely the recommendation: the calendar thins out badly around the holidays and this is one of the few things still standing, which makes it worth more than its lineup suggests. Nothing will be announced afterwards and no clips will circulate, and the few dozen people there will simply have had a better afternoon than everybody else.