The first time I went to a Psyciety branded event, there were two dozen people hanging around and listening to music outside of a small warehouse. The night I rolled up to the designated parking lot for my second Psyciety adventure, I was greeted by a parking lot attendant and saw to my surprise a lot full of vehicles. I made it just in time to squeeze into a spot in the back. If I had arrived any later, I might have had to hunt for parking on the side streets. Knowing my former neighborhood all too well, I was happy I didn’t have to do that.

So where was this party? That I cannot say. What I can tell you is that it wasn’t in the warehouse district downtown and wasn’t at the usual spots booked for parties in town. It was a world of its own really. The vibe of the party was that much better as a result of there being virtually no promo on Facebook. The location was not revealed until the day of the party, a nod to the past where folks had to put effort into finding their temporary home away from home.

As I walked up to the entrance, I saw people walking back and forth to the parking lot, a good sign for me as I dislike no re-entry policies. I understand the reason for them at nightclubs and festivals, but if I need to put something up or secure something I have bought, I’d rather not spend all night lugging around a jacket or merchandise. The first thing I encountered when I walked inside was an open market with people selling everything from tapestries to paintings to jewelry to glass pieces. Craftsmanship was on full display.


Just a fraction of some of the cool stuff out


To the right of the vendor space was an open, grassy area with a dj spinning. Along the back was a fall covered in graffiti. It reminded me of the warehouse parties I had attended in the past, where you could find a live painter, someone spraypainting a wall, and all manners of art. One of the least appealing things about nightclubs is how there is usually nothing for the eyes to feast upon. LED panels and stage lighting definitely enhances the experience, but it’s not the kind of visual art that stimulates my senses.


Awesome graffiti

Bad ass graffiti


Adding to the visual stimulu of the graffiti were fire spinners that were located in the back of the outdoor part of the venue. Nightclubs do not allow fire spinning for obvious safety reasons, so I don’t really take issue with that. What I do take issue with is the restriction on other forms of performance art like the use of flow toys and gloves. No such restrictions were in place at this party. It was mesmerizing and oddly calming to watch. Check out my video of the fire spinners in action.

To get to the building where the main room was you had to walk through a small area where the cook was. I regretted eating before I came because the food looked and smelled delicious. In that room was a door that led to an alternate universe of lasers, hypnotic beats, and projections. John Credits was on the decks, supplying his brand of electronic music and clever mixing, alongside MC JJ Smith.


Photo courtesy of Psyciety


Next up was Krunk Ninjas, a duo made up of Texas locals Dj El Nino and Twinkdogg. For the first time in a long time, I was treated to the sound of breaks. I near lost my mind. It’s rare to hear it out, so to have it coming at me at full blast left me near delirious with excitement.

I stuck to the main room for a good part of the night, only venturing out to give my brain a breather. When Space Geisha, the headliner, popped up behind the decks, people crowded back into the room. I wasn’t sure if I could handle any more music after the fantastic set the Krunk Ninjas threw down. I made it out of her set alive but forever changed by an otherworldly set of bass, beats, and rhythm.

This party wasn’t for the cool kids. It wasn’t for the bottle service crowd. It wasn’t for people who just turned 21 trying to get as wrecked as they can manage within the span of a few hours. This event was where some of the most down to earth human beings with colorful personalities came together to just listen to music, jam, and be themselves. I didn’t feel out of place. I didn’t feel the pressure to impress. The only thing I felt was freedom — freedom to enjoy music without the weight of scene politics and bad attitudes. There comes a time when you get tired of nightclubs and just want something different. Psyciety offers a great alternative to the mainstream. For more information, follow Psyciety at