I went to Brooklyn to see Sasha on Friday night/Saturday morning. It was advertised as a "secret location" party, which got a bunch of silly people worked up about those of us -- such as Sasha -- who publicly posted the address that was disseminated two days prior to the event. It was indeed a party at a empty warehouse with temporary facilities, but this wasn't exactly
Groove.
Thanks to the quality of NYC public transport on weekends, I arrived around 1:45 and was greeted to a mix of hit-and-miss tunes from the warm-up DJs. Some were fun, but some were a bit dry/boring. Sasha took over at 3am. His opening hour was a bit boring -- the tunes weren't poor quality, per se, but they lacked the kick of energy that I needed after a long week. Finally he took it in the melodic/pumping/exciting direction around 4:15. I lasted until 6am, at which point I had enjoyed myself quite a bit but needed to begin the hour journey home. I'll need preparation -- a pre-clubbing nap and more than one Red Bull -- next time he comes to town.
A brief sample of the night's flavor:
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And yes, a random Brooklyn warehouse beats the pants off of Pacha.