Beats Beyond Earth: My Night at Beatcamp Drum and Bass Club Space Edition
The moment we stepped through the entrance of The Ground, we were transported to another dimension. This wasn’t just any venue—it was a vast cosmic playground where sound waves rippled through the atmosphere like gravitational pulses.
Orchid was already commanding the decks as we arrived, flooding the space with liquid drum and bass that seemed to defy physics. Her energy wasn’t just infectious—it was electrifying. Each track she selected flowed into the next with weightless precision, creating a seamless journey that had our bodies moving before we even realized it. Her vibe set the perfect foundation for the night ahead, easing us into the groove as the venue continued to fill with like-minded bass enthusiasts.
The transition happened almost imperceptibly—suddenly Shinobi was at the controls, with the legendary Craze stepping up alongside him. This unexpected duo proved to be nothing short of phenomenal. Shinobi dropped beats so sick they should have come with a health warning, while Craze’s technical wizardry complemented every move. Together, they created something that can only be described as outrageous—drum and bass accelerating and decelerating with surgical precision, bass lines that resonated in your chest cavity, and samples that seemed to communicate directly with your nervous system.
Just when we thought the night had reached its peak, Greater Than took over and elevated everything to a new level. This wasn’t just a DJ set—it was an education. Each mix was a masterclass in soulful beats, demonstrating how drum and bass can touch not just your body but your spirit. His selections reached deep into the genre’s history while simultaneously pushing its boundaries, creating a sonic experience that felt both nostalgic and revolutionary.
As the night progressed, Justin Hawk stepped up to close things out, and he did not disappoint. “Stellar” barely begins to describe the cosmic journey he took us on. His mixes were precisely calibrated to maintain the energy while introducing new textures and rhythms. Under his guidance, the crowd moved as one organism, connected by invisible threads of sound.
By this point, my body had absorbed more drum and bass than I thought humanly possible. Every cell was vibrating at 174 BPM, and I knew it was time to call it a night—not from lack of enthusiasm, but from complete sonic saturation.
As we reluctantly exited The Ground, the basslines still echoing in our bones, one thing was clear: Beatcamp’s Drum and Bass Club Space Edition hadn’t just lived up to its name—it had truly taken us to another galaxy.
Here are some more snippets of the night.
