If there was one thing that was evident this year, it was how closely “tribes” stuck together and how little cross pollination.
There were the pool parties but now that Beatport charges for their event, conference week lost its one great free networking event. Its DNS were top notch and mercifully less commercial than those at the Shelborne, Surfcomber and Nikki’s, where spring break was more the order of the day. Maybe that’s why my favorite pool party of all was the South Seas South Philly pool party. The pool itself had the charm of an urban watering hole, and if the bodies were less perfect than those at the swanky parties, the dancing, the music and the vibe had a gritty rawness the others couldn’t buy.
