I looked up to see Guncle, the adorable Cerberus of the Gotham night smiling through his almost decadent scarf covering his nose & mouth. His eyes belied a huge grin as I passed my ticket up to the booth for his review and after an embrace I changed into my costume and checked my bag. The theme for the evening was a stunning mix of dystopia, cyberpunk, post-apocalypse & a general techy layered on top of the already beautiful Red Lotus Room.
After fitting a bite-sized version of Black Rock City into a raw space in Brooklyn, Digital Native is back with an event that I really could not be more excited for. The theme, the location, the talent and the eventual execution is a long time coming. I have no doubt it will be spectacular.
“Excuse me, could you please make some room and let him through? We have a celebrity in our midst!!”
I thought nothing of it until I looked up and saw Guncle, the St. Peter of Brooklyn’s pearliest & most ephemeral of gates, ushering me forward. As he is one of the most visible and delightful members of the underground, the line parted like the Nile, as we all know not to question the man when he wants something. After presenting my ticket, I received my wristband from Bob Bob-omb, the resident Techno Viking of Digital Native. In case you weren’t aware that East Coast burner camps had techno vikings, one would only need to look down to reconfirm this fact, as there were two large swords on the check-in desk, which were a wonderful way of reminding people coming in off the street not to screw with this party. Digital Native was here with The Love Muscle, and they weren’t getting pushed around by anyone while having a good time. After thanking my friends Guncle & Bob (it’s Mr. Bob-omb when you’ve done something wrong), I dropped off my outerwear & headed to the bar to take in the space. The BEX was there, performing, keeping the attention of the crowd on the dance-floor, DJ booth, and generally being the Mistress of Ceremonial Awesome that only she can be. The combination of sound, well-costumed staff, the alt-culture bus and the ridiculous art made me want to dust my costume off and take a sip from my camelbak if you know what I mean.
Fresh off their success at the End of the World, this post-apocalypse 2013 is starting out hot for Digital Native. Working with another Burning Man camp called The Love Muscle they’re pushing out into their first big event of the year. I’m not really sure where they got all this talent, but the event is kinda drenched with it and I hope no one is selling plasma to pay for all of this awesome.
From an aural perspective, Digital Native never disappoints. Besides the ever-present deep house delight that is DJ Pony, another Digital Native stalwart B3AR will be making an appearance. His mix of Manhattan house & a dash of whatever he’s feeling at the moment, whether it’s electro-swing, some upbeat IDM or other surprises are always welcome, and he’s kept dance floors packed in at least three states by now. Joining him is the Sultan of sexy bomping base & breaks, Alex Funk, who is making the trip up from Baltimore to join Evan Collier, Dirtyfinger & Dopeshoes behind the decks. Dopeshoes drops a mix of house, R&b, disco & the occasional dancehall track, and while I can’t speak to the other two DJs, I have no doubt they’ll be able to melt my face with the best of them.
One of the things that keeps me coming back to Digital Native parties is their no-bullshit approach to art. Every offering they serve up has dollops of blinky, shiny painted/techy/fluffy goodness. The Centerpiece is rumored to be a luminescent heart the size of your average raver, but way less drunk/on ketamine, but probably just as bright and glowy in the dark. Add in some great body painters, old school lanterns, art car ridiculousness and live art creation by Craig Johnson II, there’s plenty of eye candy to match the sweet shit they’ll be putting out of the speakers. And just in case you were concerned, the door will be massaged by the deliciously luminous Guncle, who will put his website back up so I can link to it one of these days. The infamous BEX will be Mistress of Ceremonies for the evening’s festivities, who, besides being a general lady about town, is skilled in enough ways of performance, healing & dance that she’ll keep you distracted, occupied and enjoying yourself for hours.
Here’s all the details make sure not to miss it. My last party of the month recommendation was fucking sweet, and I bet you I’ll be 2 for 2 with Digital Native proving me right once again. And yes, it’s 21+, so no worries about being over-run by younglings when you’re just trying to have a good time.
While there are dozens of parties every weekend here in Gotham, every once and a while, a special one happens that just may be different than its competition. Tonight, at an abandoned church in Brooklyn, I believe one of those will be happening. The Mayan Apocalypse is upon us, and as long as the music is good in the handbasket, come what may. And that’s why I’m naming this End of the World party, Terry Gotham’s Party of the Month.
The reasons are multitudinous & compelling. The two room venue will have plenty of art and of course the body painting that events of this caliber usually come with. The music in the cathedral starts out with DJ B3ar, a house DJ with a penchant for electro-swing, Alex Funk, discussed here previously for his dirty electro funk, Barney Iller, the impresario of bass and beats, and EZ, the king of the big room. In the mausoleum, the music is even more impressive, with two of my favorite locals, DK, of Toad and Kostume Kult fame, and DJ Pony, the consummate professional and Duke of Deep House. And of course, the door will be manicured by the only man that would still be fabulous while the world ends, Guncle himself.