CASINO BANGKOK X Turbina W/ MAC DECLOS

Casino Bangkok opens its gates again. Once inside, the outside world is no longer supported. Current surges through the walls again. Rain pools like spilled oil across the streets. Advertising holograms stutter back to life above New Budapest, while the first signal from a drum machine crawls up from the basement, drawing in every techno freak previously condemned to exile in the sunshine. This time, @mac.declos plugs into the central terminal - alone in the main room, in control until dawn. The infamous Parisian DJ-producer follows no pre-programmed route. Between hardwired kicks and elastic grooves, he steers the room through a maze of futuristic passageways, while outside, the city begins to vanish - then time. Then everything else.