The Matrix: Dance Dance Revolutions

Ever feel like you’re living a lie? Like it’s all an illusion? Like you can’t seem to unplug? So do we. This, dear friends, is the Simulation. How do we escape? How do we dismantle our digital enslavement and pierce the stupefying veil of glowing green glyphs? By cutting mad shapes of course.

Don your speediest shades and supplest leathers in an homage to Trinity and Neo, our spiritual leaders, as we deconstruct the Simulation one naughty banger at a time. Join us at VFDalston on Saturday 10 December from 10pm to 3am to start the Dance Dance Revolution. It’s time to replace the indecipherable green glyphs with the Cha Cha Slide, real talk. No costume, no entry - Agent Smith is on the door and that geezer doesn’t play. 

To the left, to the right, prepare to be Redpilled.

DJs:

Spoon Bwoi: serving up silver-plated grooves from right out the top drawer

Carrie-Anne NOS: spraying rhythms that are less fast/furious, and more fresh/feel-good

The DomiMatrix: delivering blends to leave you leatherbound, spellbound, and hellbound