The Green Room

The Green Room isn’t just a venue, it’s a living, breathing presence. The moment you step inside, the glow of neon and the soft rustle of hanging greenery wrap around you, creating a space where time feels fluid, and the boundaries of reality blur. Conversations hum, blending with the music in a way that makes the air itself feel alive. It’s a sanctuary, a threshold into a world where the ordinary dissolves into something extraordinary.

Sunday Synastry unfolds like a ritual. Curated by DJ Girl Blunt, it’s more than a dance party, it’s an act of connection and care. Her set feels intentional, each beat and transition chosen to hold the room in a space of trust and freedom. Watching her work is like witnessing creation in motion; she doesn’t just perform, she embodies. The music becomes a shared exhale, an unspoken understanding among everyone in the room that this is a place to let go, to be held, to exist fully.

When Omari Eternal takes over, the energy shifts, expanding like wildfire. Their presence is electric, a force that draws you into their orbit. Omari’s music isn’t just sound; it’s an experience. A bold, collective celebration of joy and defiance. Their set felt like a conversation without words, one that surged through the crowd with unrelenting energy, reminding us of the power of art to transform not just individuals but entire rooms.

Elysium Alps, in contrast, offered a quieter, dreamlike experience. Their music wrapped around you like a memory, textured and ethereal, stirring emotions you can’t quite name. It reminded me of photography. The way moments hold an entire world within them, a balance of light and shadow, stillness and motion.

The Green Room itself is the perfect canvas for these nights. Its cascading greenery, dim lighting, and expansive intimacy blur the lines between individual and collective. It’s a space where art isn’t just observed but lived, where music becomes a language and community a sanctuary.

As I step into the night, I carry the echoes of the evening with me. These spaces remind me why I create, and why I seek to capture fleeting moments.