Things We Learned: Wonderland Warehouse Project

After Alison Wonderland gave us a short briefing on what to expect on the Wonderland Warehouse Project tour, the DJ/producer definitely has not disappointed on her three shows thus far. Check a little video evidence below, and here's what one of our contributors thought after the Brisbane show last Saturday night, one which saw her manfully brave a ravenous crowd of ravers, with a crutch.

YOUNG FRANCO CAN BRING IT 

We arrive, me hobbling behind on crutches after an unfortunate mountain climbing accident, at 6:30pm. The warehouse is already heaving and 3/4 full, all for Brisbane’s own Young Franco. At one point he throws a shirt into the crowd, which nearly results in a brawl mid-dance floor. His hit Brooklyn has everyone inside moving, and shows everyone he is one to to watch. Young Franco’s set was the perfect warm-up, with his energetic stage presence feeding off the crowd’s love for him.

WAVE RACER IS THE FUCKING MAN

The crowd continues to pour in as Wave Racer takes to the stage, and it is straight down to business. Rock U Tonite, and The Dofflin remix are set highlights, with his standout remix of Panama’s Always leaving the crowd begging for more. His skittering beats and skilful drops prove he is a serious artist in the dance game. You could be forgiven for thinking he was the main act by the end of his set – catch on if you haven’t already.

PEOPLE SEEM NICER AT EVENTS LIKE, AS OPPOSED TO CLUB SHOWS

The crowd genuinely wanted to be there, and everyone shared a mutual passion for the artists and the music. People are also way nicer to you when you’re on crutches.

ALISON WONDERLAND CAN PARTY AS HARD AS SHE CAN PERFORM 

The crowd is chanting “Al-i-son! Al-i-son!” before she walks on stage, and erupts when she arrives. It’s hard to tell who is more excited about being there, Alison or the crowd. Her sampling Drake and swigging from a Grey Goose bottle was a personal highlight for me. She had the crowd in her hand, and the crowd was fucking nuts. Crowd surfing, wild kicking moves and general “fucked uppery” (something I coined on the night) ensued, with the Woman of the Hour regularly coming out from behind the decks to dance, take photos in the crowd and occasionally look around in bewilderment as people literally lose their shit to her music.

SCREAMING YOLO! LET'S GET WEIRD...

...and telling the crowd to get to the after party is a pretty good way to keep the party going after it’s over. Due to the council being jerks, Brisbane ended at 10pm with buses going to the after party. The crowd spilling out onto inner Brisbane city covered in glitter and sweat as people were only beginning their nights out would have been a sight for sore eyes, but no one really cared – we were all still trying to process one wild party.

Thanks Aaron Webber for the pics.