Yes yes y’all. I hope that the majority of you folks took ALL weekend to recover from Thursday night. If you don’t know what I’m talking about, shame on you.
Answer: Fool’s Gold/Trouble and Bass.
Mod Club was the place to BE.
I never knew people who made family- fun automobiles, SCION, could also be really great at bringing a grimey party to Mod, and a free one at that. The party was a super cool mix of the young cats, white-collars, flashing lights, and bubbles. Yep. Bubbles.
The night opened with Nacho Lovers, Andrew Ross and Scott Seawhale who kicked it off by playing some cooled-out Detroit techno that got hips moving the minute people stepped into the room. Bodies went from walking to bouncing immediately, I know mine did.
This Dj duo’s set started the event off on the right (dancing) foot assembling hype for the rest of the acts to follow.
Breaking in with smooth transition, AC Slater stepped in next, and turned up the heat. You know that heart-pounding bass you feel that immediately make your knees feel like Jello? Yeah, that. When he dropped Calm Down, the entire crowd moved in unison to the drops of bass that made the entire room feel like it was in waves.
The venue was a packed house by this point and as always it was really great to see a lot of support from familiar faces.
As more bodies flooded the dance-floor, Drop The Lime followed and held the crowd’s attention. This was my first time seeing Luca Venezia on the decks and he reminded me a lot of Perry Ferrell (circa Decadence 2009) when he was singing the vocals to his own tracks. Within seconds of The Devil’s Eyes intensifying through the speakers, a large crowd of girls drew to the front of the stage. Venezia towered over them, mic in hand, bubbles falling from above, powerfully grasping the hearts of us all.
To bring the party to a close, Jokers Of The Scene took control of the stage and proved time- and- time again just how gripping their sets are. They build up the dance-floor with infectious tweaks and peaks of sound and just when we cant take it anymore, they crush our skulls with creeping bass.
Mod Club was bursting at the seams from start to finish, a heartwarming sight to see on a cold February night in the city of Toronto.
Overall, Scion Canada gets an “A” in partying.
PS. Based on my observations as stated above, I’d say that the chances of Scion going on to throw themselves an annual head-office -electro- party, is 100%. Casual Friday’s now include party shades.