Walking into the Flux x Snowbombing party I was met with the familiar and dulcet tones of ‘Last Night a DJ saved my life’. Flux is renowned for dabbling in disco classics and I’m a definite fan. The Warehouse room lived up to this reputation, providing an accumulation of throwbacks and a bit of sing-along potential. Think a disco remix of Fleetwood Mac’s ‘Everywhere’ and you’re there. Snowflakes hung from the ceiling above crowds of students getting their fix of old school tunes from the likes of Reuben and Mikey J.
For a darker underground sound you could take to the Basement. Melbourne-based Francis Inferno Orchestra mixed the mellow house he is becoming known for with niche garage tracks that created an uplifting mood. He was followed by American selector Levon Vincent, who opened with texturally rich tech house but progressed into some heavier techno as the set went on. A more alternative choice if a dance to disco in the warehouse wasn’t quite for you.
The buzzword of the night, however, seemed to be Glaswegian Denis Sulta and the massive queue to the Red Room was physical evidence of the popularity of the set. The sound was original, sinister sounding techno, touching on a bit of trance and constantly mixing it up to keep the crowd moving under the intense strobes.
The night closed in the Warehouse with ‘Don’t Stop ‘Til You Get Enough’ and snowflakes falling down on the crowd: an emotional moment that could have almost been at a Tuesday night in Hifi. Flux always closes the night with a funky tune to motivate you on your inevitably long and cold search for a taxi home.
My only qualm about Flux would be that when you lose your friends… you lose them for good. Texts saying ‘meet us in the main room’ open up a multitude of questions. Which IS the main room? The Warehouse or the Red Room? Which toilets AM I meeting you by? Will I ever see my friends again? It’s just lucky there’s a funky disco soundtrack to help you on your search.