Freshly decoded from some sub-Antarctic DNA, Get Weird is the party that your spirit animal has recently been referencing on the astral plain. In a world where everyone is an ex-hardcore kid or a future-billionaire, your best option is to ignore the unchangeable past and avoid the dropkick future by being a current-weirdo (add a hyphen to something if you have to, whatever it takes). Removing the
diffuse flash posing and putting the actual partying back into parties, Get Weird is about cutting sick on the floor rather than having your phone out. It’s your chance to disconnect from yourself and dip into the abyss, one mindblinding jam at a time; house, proto-house, disco, techno (sometimes deep, never beardy), lazer soul and electro (like when Dre still had jheri curls), all veinpoppingly selected by a pack of front foot abnormals both local and international. It’s the desperation of a John Carpenter movie combined with the freakly cast of a John Carpenter movie set to the throbbing late night soundtrack of a John Carpenter movie. Like a severed te****le, Get Weird will traverse multiple venues and will at times be regular in its occurrence whilst, at other times, will be irregular. Crazy world out there. From birth it’s all downhill and life is pretty much the speed at which you’re dying so once you’ve processed this perpetual crisis it’s a comfort to know you can dress to regress and just flounder around in the moment with the lights off and the music on. Stop striving, Get Weird. DRESS CODE & EXPERIENTIAL CUES
-Be nice to the doorgirl (/doorwoman )
-Incredible costumery and on-point topical dress appreciated and encouraged, live your life
-Innerwear optional
-Two (2) clone limit/maximum
-Guys: do not rock up in your “going out clothes”, i.e. Tarocash/Politix two-for-$50…
-No square-toed leather shoes
-No really pointy leather shoes
-Def do not try and roll in with one square-toed leather shoe and one really pointy leather shoe
-Fake Jordans accepted
-No fight wear or self-funded Monster sponsorship
-Overarching themes are accepted but, please, no smugly accentuated subtexts
-You don’t put red wine in the fridge, it’s meant to be at room temperature
