Great music, gorgeous weather, and even more beautiful people make up the madness that is Miami Music Week. For 30 years the week surrounding Winter Music Conference has grown into one of the biggest events in the world. For 10 days, the music and club scene focus on nothing but electronic music -- events kick off the weekend leading up to the conference and all through the following week until the grand finale: Ultra Music Festival.
The party literally does not stop. If you had the stamina, you could go hop between the various pool and beach parties going on, hit south beach for a pre-club drink around 11, then go hit the clubs through the night and the after-hours club lock-ins (which normally end around noon), before heading right back out to another pool party and starting it all over again. Forget everything you’ve heard from Fatboy Slim and Riva Starr, Miami Music Week’s mantra is simply “rave, repeat”.
At first, this weeklong event was attended/run by the more mainstream crowd in the dance music scene. In the late 80’s and 90’s that just meant the biggest players in the game, but as the 2010’s came about, it had grown into something completely different. In the years following the “EDM explosion” the scene has matured substantially, impressing veterans like Marco Bailey -- a man we were lucky enough to interview at a random South Beach Starbucks -- who think that Miami is “on the right track” after all these years. And frankly, we have to agree.
The fist-pumping bros have been relegated to select venues and events, leaving the majority of dance music fans unoffended by their tank-tops and biceps (see, it sounds silly when you put it like that, huh?). Granted, there is still a little bit of a crossover, but, just like Marco said, we have to “Give the City some time” to figure itself out. Trial and error is the best way to learn; DJ Mag learned the hard way. Seth Troxler then Amine Edge & DANCE going on right before Dannic then Dimitri Mike & Las Vegas was certainly an error. I'm sure it was incredible for those who stayed for a bit during the day, or night, but for those who were riding the groove of the party, it was not chill. Those two worlds should not collide that drastically and it was evidenced not only by the crowd’s reactions but the artists as well.
Amine Edge walked off stage rolling his eyes, looking like he was glad to be done with his set. As Dannic’s first “EPIC DROP” took place, I made eye contact with him, and made this face
to which he responded by shaking his head. I met him at the VIP section and asked him to sum up what the fuck just happened, and all he said was “I don’t know what this shit is, but the worst part is, he thinks he is better than us...” and just continued to shake his head, at which point groupies flocked him and I thought it would be best to let him make up for the awful experience he just went through.
But that being said, Maya Jane Coles and Cajmere was filled with a stark contrast of hipsters and bros and it worked! The difference was they were all there some the same reason: the music. They were united in spirit and groove so much so that Stüssy wearing fuccboi’s were dancing in circles with deep v and manbun clad hipsters. It was truly a sight to see and it definitely warmed my heart! There is hope.
Thursday was definitely my favorite day of MMW. We went to the All Gone Pete Tong Pool Party which certainly did not disappoint. Touted as the "epicenter of the Miami Music Week calendar", it had some high expectations to meet; and it did, seemingly with ease. Hot Since 82, AndHim, and of course the man himself Pete Tong, were our personal highlights, but the whole party was encompassed by a groove that carried throughout the venue; the star of the day was the gorgeous weather, not the DJs.
After that, it was off to Mekka for the RAM Records party, we got there and Delta Heavy had 45 minutes left of his set, then Andy C took over and slaughtered it for the next two hours. We didn't stand still the entire time. The room was jumping, the MC was dialed in, and the vibes were right. Miami knows how to get down, just give them a groove.
Safe to say, we were pretty cashed after that. So we relaxed all day, and then met up with some colleagues at Mana Wynwood where they debuted an exclusive new sound system. No update as of yet on what they were using, but let me just say that it was incredible. It felt as though your ear-drums were yellow-lining as the bass rippled through your body while the mids and highs tickled your soul; and it passed the biggest, most important test of them all: no ringing of the ears.
The Dirtybird day party at Steam was the perfect way to round things out on Sunday. We had been popping in and out of Steam all week, and if you want to know why, read my piece on Miami's hottest new club for Magnetic Magazine.
We decided to include a slideshow of select shots from MMW events so you can get a taste of what Miami is like at the end of March. The gallery starts off with a view from our place, then chronicles the Alola Records party at Do Not Sit On The Furniture and a look at some demo gear at WMC before we ran off to the Dim Mak house party/media mixer to talk to Benny Benassi, Caked Up, and Autoerotique for Magnetic Magazine. Then it's the DJ Mag Pool Party at the Surfcomber where the Amine Edge incident happened and a couple photos we managed to get from Maya Jane Coles and Cajmere before our camera went on the fritz before we take you back to the Surfcomber for the All Gone Pete Tong Pool Party, which was amazing.
We would have taken more pictures, but some nights we didn't feel like it. Enjoy!
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