Destino Celebrates With Solomun

Posted on June 26, 2015

Words: Abby Lowe
Images: La Skimal.

I swear down if I see one more update on Facebook about Glastonbury I’m going to throw my laptop out the window. Yes, it’s probably the greatest festival in the world, and yes, a large proportion of my friends are going this year, but does that mean you have to ceaselessly bang on about it on a public forum? No it doesn’t. I live in Ibiza and do you hear me ranting about how great it is all the time? No. Well maybe yes. Sometimes. But that’s my job so it’s not the same. Speaking of which, last night was Destino’s second anniversary celebration and if ever there was a reason to boast about how great something is this would definitely be at the top of the list. For a start, you know you’ve made it when you can call on Solomun to head up your landmark event, and second, if you’re going to go on and on and on about partying under the stars, listening to amazing music etc etc, then this is the ideal location for it. Not Somerset, where the prospect of rain leaves you in a constant state of weather-checking anxiety, and where you’ll more than likely wake up with your face in a melted wheel of brie (or worse), but in Ibiza – because here it’s guaranteed to be sunny and the only place you’ll be waking up is your bed, or the beach, or somewhere else comfortable depending how lucky you get.

Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal

So yes, Destino is already two years old. And what a two years it’s been! There have been pre-parties and after-parties and birthday parties, all fronted by the likes of Luciano and Sven Väth and the whole Diynamic crew, who’ve become like part of the furniture over this brief but really rather brilliant period. And now, two years down the line, it can class itself as one of the island’s most aesthetically and aurally pleasing venues. Take a bow, Destino, take a bow.

Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal

I’ll admit that we didn’t prepare particularly well for last night – we went out all day on a boat, drank too much beer and got way too much sun (at least you don’t have to worry about this at Glasto, ha), which as we all know is not a good combination before a night out. So we got there around 8pm, feeling sleepy and looking like something that had been dragged off a shipwreck. Brotherly duo Tiefschwarz were doing the business, or at least enough to keep us sidestepping rather than falling on our faces. And then one hour in, the big man showed up and rang the alarm to wake everyone up – if ever there’s a man to pull you out of self-induced slumber, it’s Solomun. Up, down, dreamy, intergalactic, he took everyone on a trip that mirrored the profoundly strange but brilliant inner workings of his mind – or at least that’s how it seemed to me. I awoke from my catatonic state and danced solidly for almost three hours, relishing every twist and turn of the ride. It’s the first time I’ve seen him in action since I’ve been back in Ibiza, and boy, has he been missed.

Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal

So many happy returns to Destino, thanks for all the fun, Solomun, and good luck to everyone at Glastonbury, because you won’t be coming home as squeaky clean as I did last night. By the way, I’m not bitter at all. Not one jot.

Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal
Destino 2nd anniversary by La Skimal