The Solomun & Sven Show At Pacha

Posted on September 21, 2015

Words: Abby Lowe
Images: La Skimal.

There are some things in life that unite us all in spite of our differences – the perpetual search for the Higgs-Boson (don’t pretend you don’t stay awake at night contemplating it), the unanswerable question of why the ashtray always tips, and the collective hatred we all share for cucumber, that most inedible of vegetables. Actually that one might just be me. But anyway, of all of the things that bond us together, nothing does it in quite the same way as a musical event of momentous magnitude. An event where we all stand together and bounce along to the same euphoric soundtrack; one where say, two titans of the music world come together to create something extra special even by Ibiza standards, one for example, in which Solomun and Sven Väth team up to keep us dancing all night long. And would you believe it, that very thing happened last night, when these two techno aficionados shared the same stage at Pacha, ramped up the tunes and turned us all into giddy, frenzied superfans on the verge of spontaneous combustion.

Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal

It’s been a long time since Sven Väth last played at Pacha – 20 years in fact – so his appearance at the iconic club for Solomun’s +1 party was long overdue. And if he was looking to make a statement after a decades long hiatus then teaming up with island favourite Solomun was a pretty sure fire way of doing it. Aware of the expectation surrounding this party, the two turned up with an abundance of swagger, and between bouts of bromance and high fiving in the booth, a relentless collection of tracks that had Pacha the most pumping I’ve seen it in a long time.

Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal

Needless to say, there was a pretty extensive queue for this one, but all memories of that were banished to the black box once you walked in and hit a wall of excitement-infused heat, big, bouncy beats and choruses of “Oh my effing God” – meant in the complimentary way, obviously. Through the smoke you could just make out the silhouette of Solomun, who’d already set to work at weaving a spell on this most eager of crowds. In the midst of winding people up like toy soldiers, his set was besieged by lengthy, excruciating build-ups and 80s inspired synths – he brought things to a dizzying crescendo with Matthias Meyer and Patlac’s remix of ‘21st Century Fox’ and the mesmerising rhythms and infectious vocals of his own take on ‘Clap Your Hands’ provided one of many memorable moments.

Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal

Passing the baton to Väth went hand in hand with even more people cramming into the main room, keen to sample a slice of soon to be Pacha history. Papa Sven wasted no time in getting down to business, immediately launching into a set that was as people pleasing as it was true to his legendary status. Peppered with disco flicks and stirring basslines, his mid-set dropping of Lil Louis’ ‘French Kiss’ was a tantalising throwback that left everyone scrambling around on the floor searching for their senses. At one point I look to my right and there’s a girl wiping a tear from her eye, maybe she just had something in it but for the purposes of this story let’s say she was crying with joy. At 5.30am Solomun and Väth went b2b and I’d like to say I stuck around but with it being a school night and all, didn’t quite have the stamina. So I went on my merry way, happy in the knowledge that tonight advanced physics would be the last thing on my mind.

Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal
Solomun+1 by la skimal