Live Review: Junction 2

Everybody knows Adam Beyer knows how to throw a party. The 41 year Swedish techno DJ and producer has been hosting nights under the banner of his record label Drumcode for years, and since 2016 he’s been hosting his own festival called ‘Junction 2’. To hype the world up for 2018 instalment of this relatively new festival, Beyer is hosting a handful of pre-parties, and last Saturday he brought one to Motion.

As ever, the atmosphere in Bristol’s world renowned, renovated warehouse club was electric. Beyer’s decade spanning career ensured that people of all ages and walks of life were raving that night, and they weren’t disappointed.

I first enter the main room with Paula Temple on the decks. The German DJ has the room packed. She’s renowned for her semi live sets and she had the room pumping. After an hour or so (and a can or two) I decide to head for the Warehouse. Fractal’s set was just coming to a close and Scuba (real name Paul Rose) is taking to the stage. Though a man who produces music in a wide variety of genres, tonight is all about techno.

From my vantage point on the balcony behind the stage I could see the frenzy Scuba’s seamless mix of pounding kick drums and soul-shaking bass was whipping the crowd into. The energy in the room was incredible with not only the crowd but the building itself moving.

As the night made its way into Sunday morning the artist I was most excited for took her place behind the decks. Nina Kraviz, the Russian DJ, producer, vocalist, and dentist (yes you read that right) has produced some of techno’s finest records in recent years. Her Wikipedia informs me she’s also known as ‘techno goddess’ which is a very fitting moniker for someone who can produce and select within in the genre with such ability. Mixing on vinyl she reads the crowd like a scholar and for me, and many others I’m sure is the highlight of the evening.

After Kraviz's set and an hour grooving in Deep Disc’s excellent third room, the club begins to empty out and the night draws to a close. As we jump in an extortionately priced taxi and make our way back home, my companions and I relish in the afterglow of another spectacular night on the banks of the Avon; you’ve done it again Motion.

Daniel Brashaw 

Photography: Derek Robertson