Octavia stood among Brass Beauty, Frederick Horseshoepins, and a few others from the orchestra inside the actually rather large Neon Nights. Upon entering Octavia could not help but noticing and rather admiring the silver canopy ceiling that hung a few feet lower than the actual ceiling, giving room to fly but making the large space feel comfortable and stylish at the same time. There were also large amounts of tables and stools lined around and through the two smaller and one giant dance floor. This gave plenty of space to onlookers that needed a breather from the intensity while giving plenty of room to those that wanted to keep dancing. Then there was the fact that the club had two bars inside. One of these was located in the ‘recovery room’ or ‘chill room’.
This was a smaller more off to the side bar for when ponies wanted to hear the music but needed a little relaxation. The other one was a stark contrast in every aspect. ‘The Island was a mass of polished smoky grey marble that was lined with stools that overlooked shelves that were stretched as far as the eye could see with what seemed to be every kind of alcohol ever. To top this off the central shelf had a blacklight behind it and each of the originally brightly colored alcohols was glowing fantastically in every color of the rainbow. If tonight was a night to let loose relax and have a good time then there really was no better time or place than this. Octavia had to admit she was extremely impressed with the atmosphere the place gave off. It was sophisticated, yet free and wild spirited, truly culture and club combined.
Moments after Octavia had sat down to enjoy her drink a beautiful amber color that the bartender had still managed to mix to give it a lightly glowing hue the lights started to dim. Once they had all went out there was a barely perceptible glow from the bottles behind the bar and some track lighting on the floor in between the dancefloors. The murmurs of the crowd died down as from the speakers a voice said “Fillies and Gentlecolts we are glad to see you are all enjoying yourselves on this fine evening and are proud to bring you the hottest party this side of the sun! With only three days to prepare, this DJ deserves all the support they can get and they are ready to earn it. Get ready for the one the only DJ PON3!” With that silence seemed to reign for a few moments until with a slow buildup Octavia recognized the second piece from their orchestral performance. Slowly in time with the building sound small lights began to flitter around the floor from the ceiling.
Before Octavia had even realized what was happening the music had risen to its full sweep only it was different. The bass part was a little deeper and the cello was emphasized as small electronic segments dove and weaved through the music. As more complexity was added to the sound and rhythm the lights began to actually pulse and move as well. It truly was very enthralling to watch as the lights literally seemed to dance to the music as well as the growing number of ponies seemed to. Octavia had to admit this DJ was extremely talented.
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Rainbow Dash fidgeted a little bit inside of the club. Everypony else had wanted to go on to sleep after a long day of play, but her……she was not about to miss out on an exclusive invite from the Wonderbolts. In fact she spotted them across the dance floor as the music really started to build up from the melodic opening. As she reached the table Spitfire waved a wing in greeting as her and the rest of the team started to stand up. “Hey Dash come dance with us!” Spitfire practically yelled as the music had built to a rapidly building climax from behind the black curtain. The lights in the club had been growing steadily brighter and brighter.
They made it to the dance floor just as all the lights cut out again and the curtain dropped revealing a mass of speaker’s lights and one very impressive setup. Also it revealed the silhouette of the DJ. Then suddenly the song dropped to the clashing of strobe lights that flashed with the bass, lasers firing everywhere and a variety of flashing lights. Then the blacklights kicked on all across the club. This had a very breathtaking change on the club as pony’s really started to become living glowsticks. Rainbow Dash checked herself out in the new lighting and had to admit she looked beyond awesome….whatever a word for that could possible even be. Then it dawned on Rainbow Dash that she was really and truly dancing with the Wonderbolts and that awesomeness increased by at least twenty percent.
The set was going way and well beyond Neon Glows wildest dreams, this thing was simply just amazing! Everything was lining up perfectly and the effect was simply just mind blowing. Not only had this made last year’s earnings on drinks alone, but DJ PON3 backed it up with spades and honors! The set progressed marvelously and barely one pony was in their seats. He himself barely had time to think as he worked the bar, filled with the sound of the music and having the time of his life this was the way everything should be.
Vinyl was coated in sweat; her hooves were seriously working the tables and switches along with all of the controls on her laptop. This was crucial since she was using everything she had to keep the beats rolling. Glancing at a reminder on the screen she quickly flashed a message to Soarin and Spitfire letting them know that it was time for Soarin to hit the stage. Vinyl was having the time of her life, and the best part was so was everypony else! Everypony was dancing. This was the best feeling in the world, because this was the feeling of being on top of the world. Another thing that made Vinyl crack a smile was the fact that the grey cellist from the orchestra was there dancing with the rest of the crowd. Vinyl might not have known her but it was a pleasure to know that another artist was enjoying her work. Vinyl noticed Soarin flying over and quickly hoofed a mic over to him as she changed the beat with a deft flick of a few switches. Instantly the sounds turned into a much punchier and danceable rhythm as Soarin bounced out to the lights that now shone on him.
Soarin strode out onto stage catching the offered microphone and fixing it so he could sing. Everypony cheered loudly as the beat switched to a much punchier almost bouncing sound and a few stage lights locked onto him and the DJ. Soarin closed his eyes to gather the sound in before smiling and starting to sing.
“It's a quarter t-to three, I think I'm going crazy Outta c-control now, outta c-control now Chasing down the raving crowd, I see someone acting Outta c-control now, outta c-control now
Baby, baby, won't you help take it down tonight? Tonight, tonight, tonight Baby, baby, c'mon, help me get down tonight Tonight, tonight, tonight?”
Soarin smiled at all the crowd as they bounced and raved to his song but what caught him off guard to the point he almost missed the next part of the song was when the DJ…Vinyl Scratch joined in for the chorus of the song.
"'Cause it's Satur-Saturday, ain't nobody hestitate Ehe, ehe, ehe, 'cause it's Satur- 'Cause it's Satur-Saturday, everybody wants to play Ehe, ehe, ehe
I like to move it, move it, don'tcha like to lose it? I like to do it, do it, I like to do it, do it I like to move it, move it, I'm about to lose it I like to do it, do it, people like to move it!”
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Octavia was having a blast! Sure she was still a little surprised at the intensity of the music, but for all of that it was beautiful and very elaborately composed. She found herself unable to keep moving, even when she was sitting or drinking, it was like she had never really truly moved before. Then the music suddenly changed to a rhythm that made her want to just bounce, which she never normally had the desire to do, but this music made it seem like an excellent idea. Just as suddenly blacklights lit up around the stage as well as a few stage light finally truly illuminating the DJ, along with Soarin of the Wonderbolts.
Getting her first glimpse of the DJ Octavia noted that their fur was glowing extremely bright, which judging from how Frederic’s coat was glowing in a similar way, meant their coat was pure white. Also Octavia noted they wore a pair of sunglasses that covered their eyes and had a rather choppy and messy two toned mane, the DJ rather well pulled off the style of their music, carefree and fun. Also the lighter streaks of the DJ’s hair were glowing a fluorescent blue which was a rather interesting effect. However all of this analysis quickly flew out of the window as Soarin started to sing along to the beat and Octavia and the rest of the crowd cheered and danced wildly, it looked like the night nor the party was far from over yet!
Authors note: For those of you interested the song lyrics here are Basshunter-Saturday look it up and enjoy if it’s your kind of music