Plate was fully immersed in his set, moving seamlessly from track to track — his new minimal-house discoveries sounded just as they were supposed to. The sound flowed through the air, clinging to the lights of the garlands and enveloping the silhouettes of the dancers. The Klunkerkranich, with its blend of panoramic views and almost homey cosiness, was a perfect place for moments like this — gatherings with friends and unforgettable music experiences.

Needle left her glass on the bar and stepped into the crowd. The dance floor was filled with energy and style: people in vintage sneakers and light jackets moved with effortless grace as if rhythm had become their second breath. Minimalistic patterns and mesmerising loops created a hypnotic background, uniting everyone in a single flow. Some danced smoothly and confidently, while others danced with sharp and expressive movements, weaving their gestures into this living, continuous sound fabric.

Here, every night turned into a story written by music and that special feeling of time standing still and anything becoming possible.