Recent renovations at Queen West hot spot the Social saw some walls knocked down and the kitchen eliminated in order to expand the dance floor. Few people went there for the food, and the weekend lineups were getting ridiculous.
Despite the added space, the bar was packed to the rafters with partiers Saturday night when residents DMT and Technician were joined by Anu Pillai , better known as one-fifth of the UK-based Freeform Five crew.
Pillai gave the new sound system a workout with his dirty electro-flavoured beats and appeared to be loving every minute of it. The crowd was pretty receptive, but it's doubtful that most in attendance were there specifically for him. The Social tends to attract as many randoms as hipsters on weekends, and he's not exactly a household name.
Regardless, it's a good sign when a crowd trusts a night enough to come out for up-and-coming talent like this. And it's good to see the Social reinvesting profits ito make the club better.
Does anyone remember the old days when the location of a warehouse rave was kept secret until the last moment? In a modern twist on that concept, the location for the Kid Sister and Flosstradamus party Saturday was kept under wraps until that evening, announced only at the earlier Fuck Faces , Lust For Kicks and Skeletwinz events.
It's probably a good thing that it was kept on the down-low. The loft space was ridiculously rammed and sweaty, the lineup at the door chaotic. Chicago's Kid Sister, the sister of Flosstradamus's J2K , has been enjoying some hype lately for her cheeky, sleazy club rap and counts Diplo as one of her biggest supporters.
The girl's got lots of stage presence for a novice performer, even if technically there wasn't really a stage. (She resorted to standing on a speaker to be seen.)
Unfortunately, her mic was way too low in the mix compared to J2K's, so it was hard to assess her flow. On the other hand, this kind of electro-infused party music isn't really about deep lyrical content, so chances are we didn't miss any mind-blowing wordplay.
A good dirty jam, but it looked like claustrophobia prompted lots of partiers to leave relatively early.
You know that feeling when you've drunk too much and you're starting to feel sick but you're still having a good time? That's kind of what it felt like hearing the worst/best of cheesy 90s techno-pop cranked way past the point of distortion Friday night at the Smiling Buddha -- nauseating but so much fun.
The occasion for the celebration of dance-floor fromage was the showdown between the Lost Cats crew and the Sophisticated Boom Boom team, both of whom specialize in that anything-goes open-format style. Art school kids were going nuts for music they're supposed to know better than to enjoy. The crews threw in some current "cool" tracks and mash-ups in case it started to feel too irony-fuelled. Good trashy fun.