#Downlink mosh pit code

The bros that didn’t join in the pit retreated to the back as well, to guard their confused looking girlfriends. The heeled women retreated to the back of the room to sip their cocktails in safety. It feels odd to say it, but with the crowd, it WORKED. It was almost like Damian was some kind of mad scientist, experimenting with the frenzied crowd. It ebbed and flowed and shrunk and grew with Dieselboy’s set, exploding from folks hopping after a massive buildup. This one reared its head for nearly half an hour. I have never in my life seen a mosh pit at a DnB show that has lasted more than a couple of seconds. I’ve been to all varieties of hard bass shows all over the world. Eyes widened, hair was clutched, bodies jacked, fists pumped. Those starch shirt clad kids started moving. We can only assume this was several people in the crowd’s first drum and bass show from the sudden mass looks of confusion after his dramatic audio intro. When Dieselboy hit the stage, the education began. Despite the fact, the crowd was loving Alex Sin’s set, and the dancefloor was packed. We chatted briefly about the confused crowd, and it was nice to know that we weren’t the only ones that didn’t get it. Upon entering, our worries washed away pretty quickly with a vodka Redbull, some pounding bass (courtesy of Alex Sin), and a meet up with some friends. We brushed it off that some of the folks just probably walked over from across the street. Surely these women knew their sandaled toes were ripe for the squishing.

#Downlink mosh pit code

Were we at the right club? Was there some sort of new dress code that we were missing? We couldn’t really hear the bass from the outside, but this was REALLY strange. When we waited in line, and we noticed that EVERY SINGLE FEMALE was wearing high heels, it tossed us off even a little bit more. We smiled at the promise of a packed club. We admit, when we rolled up to the door, and there was a line for a hard bass show, we were thrown off – last time Dieselboy was here with Planet of the Drums, 2 years ago, the poor club was at 50% capacity, although it was an enthusiastic crowd.

It was late, and our ride wanted to go home, and he came on after last call, so this review is mainly about Dieselboy. Oh yes, this was going to be an epic night to shake off that heaviness of one of Houston’s most horrible week in a long time.Ī little disclaimer first – we didn’t stay very long for Downlink.

After a particularly hellish week, Limelight and a night of aggressive music seemed just what the doctor ordered.