Arriving at EDC , there are people everywhere — girl after girl, boy after boy, strewn from head to toe in neon and smiles — withan excitement and anticipation and energy that cannot be emulated anywhere else but at the Las Vegas Speedway for EDC.
Entering the event around midnight, the AA crew encounters a bourgeoning crowd of people getting off buses from the Las Vegas strip. The anticipation to get into the event is almost unbearable as the bass booms beyond the Speedway’s walls and spills into the waiting crowd outside. Within the colossal space, you’re inundated with the music’s reverberations and screams and laughs from people on carnival rides. Living up to its name, the city of lights is no more apparent or blatant than here, in a sea of light up costumes, carnival rides, and incredibly produced stages.
Kaskade plays on the Kinetic Field, infusing his live-mash-ups with groovy, dark basslines to a crowd that’s nothing short of begging for a beating. Raising them up, tenderly, only to drop them straight on their faces in a frenzy of the best sound around.
Fireworks. Lots of them.
The stage production is second to none. Lights, lasers, a c t i o n.
LED panels surround the entire arena.
We send our photographer into the jungle, to capture the experience from the other side of the fence. The night is dark, the crowd is young, and Kaskade is ecstatic to share the EDC experience with his West Coast followers.
Earlier in the day we meet a group of festival goers from New York. They flew in special for the Carnival.
People travel far and wide for this.
Kaskade and Gaiser.
In the same weekend.
The Q-dance stage. Hardstyle.
Keep an eye out for how tonight goes.