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Friday, May 25, 2012

DJ Callum's Heatsroke

You are in the middle of the dance floor. You forget everything else that is going on and start to move your feet to the beat. You forget that everyone else can see you; that everyone else has an opinion about you; and you simply stop everything and dance. You forget that you have work the next day, that you have a family to come home to, or a Twitter account to update. You let it all out and give in to the seduction of sound. You jump, you scream, you laugh, and you even wink at that cutie. Suddenly, you are caught in a state of party. You don’t consider anybody else. Heck, you do not even consider yourself. In fact, you consider nothing. Think about nothing. Analyze nothing. Being in a state of party means that your brain has stopped, and that your feet have taken over. And as you jump up and down while you raise your arms in the air; you start to understand that THIS is what partying feels like.

And for most partyphiles I know, this realization happened last May 19, 2012 at DC Fahrenheit for Poshbox Event Solutions’ first party ever: Heatstroke featuring Manila’s ‘it’ boy, DJ Callum David a.k.a. Vinimal. Heatstroke was, dare I say, the hottest party of the season. And no, this is not a biased opinion even though I hosted the event. I seriously think that the organizers were successful in executing everything that they intended to.

Although we are all aware that Fahrenheit isn’t exactly what comes to mind when talking about chichi events, which was a cause of concern for me, Poshbox managed to bling out the otherwise ho-hum interiors of the club enough to make me forget where I was. The interiors were classy, exciting, young, and fresh. It was very streamlined and refined; nothing over the top or too tongue-in-cheek. With a few yards of cloth and a whole lot of lights, DC Fahrenheit was transformed into Partyphile Paradise for a night. And that was only fitting as the crème de la crème of young Davao society were in attendance.

The program followed a simple, streamlined plan as well. One of the resident DJs for Fahrenheit started the ball rolling followed by one of the best DJs I’ve heard recently, DJ Ryan, whom I have never seen in action until this party. He was joined by the Tagahabi Drumbeaters as they pounded their percussions to the beat of the tracks that DJ Ryan spewed out. The idea was novel; the music it made was kitschy but very entertaining. All in all, it was a little added extra oomph before the main event.

Prior to the main act, I hosted several quick games to get the crowd pumped. Prizes were given away by Globe Telecom, Pyesta KTV, Hairs and Nails, Envy Me, and other sponsors. Once we got the crowd’s interest we then welcomed the man of the night: DJ Callum.

The model/socialite/DJ was impressive; he actually played his whole set without a monitor, laptop, or any of those fancy stuff that makes DJ-ing easier. He did it the old school way: with just his CDs, (audio) monitor, and the sound controls. This back-to-basics approach was rather interesting for a guy who made a name for himself through glamorous modelling. He dished out some of the hottest current favorites alongside old school tracks and even threw in some obscurities in the mix. The result: a hard hitting set that stretched for three long hours; an hour longer than agreed upon by the DJ and organizers. This was testament to how much Callum enjoyed the Davao crowd. And if you aren’t convinced that this noted Manila DJ actually appreciated the local crowd, he even tweeted “Ok, seriously I think that was the craziest gig of my life. I love you Davao!” the next day. So maybe finally, our Northern counterparts are realizing how vivacious the local Partyphile crowd is.

All in all, the event was a success. DJ Callum was amazing, his opening acts were equally impressive, the interiors were sophisticated, and the crowd was banging. Here’s to hoping we get even more events from Poshbox.

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