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There used to be a club in London called Printworks. I only actually went once, in November of last year. I was a bit weirded out by the 5PM start time of the event, doors closing at 6 (most London clubs don’t really start until midnight at the earliest). It was a Thursday, I think. Anyway, it started on time, as advertised, and my friends and I quickly grabbed all the shooters I could and downed them before heading in. There were two rooms - the press halls, and the ink wells. There was a collective of techno DJs playing that night, called Erased Tapes. I didn’t know a single one. We checkout out the Ink Wells first, and it was crowded and smoky. As we made our way to the front and the bass got louder, and the DJ started mixing some ridiculous samples together, I got the funniest feeling. I’d had it before at festivals, but never in a club. I guess I’d call it the “rave state?” It’s a kind of meditative, depersonalised dancing, where you’re taking in your own senses but don’t reall

spruce.world spruce.world < return to blog The Art and Science of Vibe Engineering "why are some parties good?" 14.12.23 00:12am There used to be a club in London called Printworks. I only actually went once, in November of last year. I was a bit weirded out by the 5PM start time of the event, doors closing at 6 (most London clubs don’t really start until midnight at the earliest). It was a Thursday, I think. Anyway, it started on time, as advertised, and my friends and I quickly grabbed all the shooters I could and downed them before heading in. There were two rooms - the press halls, and the

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