A record collection with the lights off. Tech house that walks, cinema that lingers, and a face that stays out of the frame. No press shots, no interviews. Just the room, the records and four hours.
Sixty records, three hours fifty-two. It opens in soft focus (The xx, a French film score from 1968), then the drums arrive and don't leave. Guille Placencia and Detlef do the walking. Eric Prydz opens the ceiling. Claptone closes the door.
Announced late, on purpose. Rooms under 800 capacity, no support slot, no photo pit.
the room · lights low