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Whistle This

First of all, Whistle This is a dope name. The whistle and whistle tag has faded away to become a memory yet even the memory has the power to nauseate me. I’m sure many of you can remember a time when you couldnt go dancing without being plagued by the incessant whistling of shameless party kids who wouldnt or couldnt count time properly. Thank goodness that trend is over.

Anyways, the party

When I first walked into the party my jaw dropped. I thought that the promoters had tagged the whole room (which I’m sure would not have gone down well with the proprietors). Once my eyes adjusted to the darkness I came to realize that they had hung up large pieces of graffiti and paintings of alien djs. Though the decorating wasnt very sophisticated, the use of bright colours and the disco ball went a long way to make the venue look like a warehouse instead of a reception hall for budget weddings.

Seeing as I got to the party at around eleven and it started at eight, I missed out on a few djs. The first dj I saw was Luscious Lisa. She started out with I Like Big Butts which was great. I really like that song. Not only does it bring back great memories of many a high school dance but the lyrics are highly amusing. Moreover, it fit in nicely with the rest of her set. After Luscious Lisa came the headliner, Keith MacKenzie. Surprisingly, he only played a one hour set. I thought it was lackluster but at the end of his set the room swelled with cheers.

Rosco and ScottyOh did a tag team. I was really looking forward to this set because it’s been ages since the last time I had heard Scotty’Oh play. For the most part the music was very epic hard trance with the requisite dreamy breaks and, intermittently, hard house. The set was more of a show than anything else. Both of them really know how to work a crowd: they would rile up the crowd by screaming and flailing their arms at them and the crowd would scream back and dance as if the world were coming to an end.

According to the flyer it was Scotty-Oh, Rosco, and Luscious Lisas’s birthday. It actually felt like a birthday party. Instead of a big corporate party full of strangers and evil-looking security guards, the party had the feel of a party. The space was the right size for the number of people, it wasn’t too hot, you wouldn’t get reprimanded for smoking, and there was adequate space for dancing and for lounging. The bathrooms were surprisingly clean, too. I guess what I’m getting at is that there was a vibe and it was good. Raves such as these are few and far between so even though I barely danced it was definitely an enjoyable evening.