Choosing between dancing on the sand, pure nostalgia, and heavy house in dark rooms.
A July Friday evening always starts the exact same way. An argument breaks out in the work chat. Half the editorial team demands an immediate trip to the water or at least a courtyard to catch the fleeting Ural summer. The rest stubbornly button up their black shirts, ready to descend into basements for heavy bass.
This weekend, the city obligingly splits its lineups right along this fault line. We have to choose between dancing on the sand and dense house music in cramped rooms. With any luck regarding the weather, the outdoor venues will draw the biggest crowds.
We’ve mapped out a route to keep everyone happy. We start outdoors. Then, around three in the morning—when the chill finally sets in—we move to places where the walls vibrate with sound. Pick your side.
Friday accelerates slowly but hits the mark flawlessly.
The perfect compromise for fresh air seekers. Local electronic sets sound completely different when there’s no concrete ceiling overhead. We’d head here around midnight to catch the lighting installation turning on against the night sky.
Descending into this bar always means leaving your seriousness at the door. The lineup promises to erase genre boundaries, which means an eclectic meat grinder of styles awaits. It’s the ideal spot for those who quickly tire of a monotonous four-on-the-floor beat.
The name speaks for itself—this is the territory of loud guitar and pop-rock anthems. You should crash this place with a big group when you want to scream your lungs out rather than thoughtfully listen to beats. The main thing is knowing exactly when to stop at the bar.
A classic scenario for devotees of dark dance floors. Expect powerful sound and a dense crowd that has no intention of leaving before dawn. It seems this is exactly where Friday night will hit its absolute peak.
Saturday pushes the contrasts to their absolute limit.
A massive rave by the water is exactly why we wait for summer in the first place. Dancing on the sand to heavy beats is physically demanding, but the morning view makes it totally worth it. We are sold on the chance to greet the sunrise right on the shore.
A sharp jump into the past for those who miss more carefree times. Playing nine-year-old tracks is a risky move, but with the right crowd, it works flawlessly. It’s a great way to catch your breath between intense electronic sets.
Dirty, uncompromising house music within gritty walls. The venue is known for its punk spirit, making a house festival here sound like a direct challenge. In our opinion, this is the most intriguing musical experiment of the weekend.