There are few places I’d rather be on a Saturday evening than The at King King . As we navigated to King King’s alleyway entrance familiar ease, we smiled at the crowd gathered around the entrance smoking. Follow the glowing blue hallway down towards the , which gets orders of magnitude more powerful with each step closer. As we step into the room a fierce remix of “Drunk In Luv” hits it’s peak and the moment is perfect. A knowing smile -— I grabbed his hand and we walked in.

is one of the best cities in the world for . In a city full of legendary and historical , King King is truly one-of-a-kind. With a -esque vibe, the focus is on the and the . Production is scaled down; dance party is scaled up. They have a wicked disco ball, and that’s really all you need. Even when the room is packed, there is always room to dance. Anybody can sit at the tables along sans credit card, and you know, in a douche-prone place like , that’s a gesture that I truly appreciate.

Opening act (one of our from across the ) absolutely killed it. His hyped-up “space boy goon music” has a distinct influence that perfectly compliments ’s swagged-out style. His sound is driving and rhythmic. When he dropped crowd-favorite ‘Bad’, the room broke it the f*ck down. He left King King primed and ready for the main event.

You can always count on . Whether solo on stage or as part of , the man is always in excellent form. Tonight was no exception, bathed only in his signature purple lights, he worked through an expertly crafted mix of the new and the familiar. Marty Party is nothing if not party music. It was well past at this point and the party was in full swing. For example: I was drinking Hennessey on the rocks. #YOLO, I right?

Marty Party’s trademark sound is grimy and sexy at the same time. It creeps along with heavy, melodic bass lines rolling underneath choppy, glitchy melodies. Blending and electronic elements seamlessly, his music is the perfect fuel to any late-night fire. To close the night, he threw down a 10-minute long version of the sensual anthem ‘Young Pimp’. It was the perfect Grandé Finale for a marvelous evening. As we all filed out the blue hallway into the warm early morning , the crowd was buzzing with positivity. You can always count on Marty Party for that.

Molly grew up in the Pacific Northwest before attending the University of Colorado at Boulder and receiving her BFA in Filmmaking. She is currently living in LA with her best friend aka her dog. She calls herself a writer/photographer.