Trinity – a night of pure trance is a new dance event in the gay Sydney nightlife scene and if its début is anything to go by, it’ll go on to be one of our best.
From 10pm to 6am, the Saddlebar is transformed into an Aurora Borealis of laser lights, a sea of rhythmic glow sticks bouncing on the silhouettes of the uplifted and the aural propulsion of some of Sydney’s top DJ’s never before heard of mixes.
“I haven’t danced like that for four years,” exclaimed a giddy girl who was clearly enthralled by the gorgeous, shirtless, gay men and the South African vibes of Colin Jowell as she dashed back onto the dance floor after a quick Bacardi Breezer.
“It was great! Please have another one,” pleaded an exiting blonde, twink couple who were both nodding and stroking each other’s washboard abs. They had only planned to stay until 1am at the latest but were caught in the rapturous ecstasy of the Australian Scott Anderson, going over the lockout timer, stifling their intentions to meet up with their friends somewhere else along Oxford Street.
With a couple of trance fans who journeyed just for Trinity from as far as Katoomba, DJ Man who has his career roots in Hong Kong stepped up and closed the 8 hour marathon with an incredibly kinetic elation of a closing mix. This mix was a celebration of the night, a throbbing thank you to the crowd for their energy through the three DJs and serenaded this new beginning of nights of pure trance.
Those that wandered up curious learnt first hand that the repetitive cycles/loops of trance exists to phonically induce a complete state of reverie cognition. Sound guru Damon Hartley personally saw to the roof reverberating and the sonance being a crystal 1:1.
It was because the night was all about the music that body type, ethnicity and dress sense did not matter.
Everyone that embraced the beats lathered themselves in it, both in a figurative and physical sense going by some of the “dancing” done. After the initial chuckle, it didn’t matter. Many let go of their inhibitions, got on the podiums/stage and were absolute writhing champions.
With the way Dave Stevenson personally helmed the stunning lighting, your face was masked within the shrouded darkness and only illuminated by the passing glances of neon streams.
It was a great sight to see the gay community mesh together like that. The Saddlebar setting certainly did wonders for the saucy, “direct” atmosphere. Shirts were off, people were dancing up against each other and the crowd ranged from bears, twinks, chubs and swimmers to dykes, lipstick lesbians and straight trance lovers too, all amongst the usual Saddlebar muscle men clientèle. It was a very healthy mix that created a fun, cheeky and relaxed culture.
With the dance floor crowd constantly facing the DJs, the turnout out, the love emanating from the revelers, the glowing feedback and waterfall torrent of euphonics, its hard to believe that this was the inaugural night of Trinity. This night of pure trance really will make itself one of the landmark events in our scene. If you’d ever like to be enthralled by some beautiful trance, this is a must experience event.