It's back from the dead, and more blood-curdling than ever. Join us for an evening of debauchery, spectacles, and spooky surprises at every corner. It'll be a night that'll haunt your memories. You've been warned.
"If you only go to one party this year, you need to put on your banana suit and go to this one." — Peter Traverse, Rolling Stone*
"A riveting fete that only a commoner would miss." — A.O. Scott, The New York Times*
"I laughed. I cried. I peed my pants in the haunted house." — Roger Ebert, Roger Ebert's Twitter*
If you made it last year, then you know. If you didn't make it last year, you probably heard about it. And now, it's ba(aaa)ck to haunt us. Now, in bone-chilling 3D, our Halloween party has been resurrected, and it's bigger, better, and more spine-tingling than ever. It's an evening packed with out-of-this-world entertainment, mind-bending art installations and performance art, curious spectacles, and plenty of spooky surprises until the witching hour. And we want you to come raise hell with us.
You, dear reader, are invited to don your All Hallow's Eve finery and join us at the Goat Farm for a night never to be forgotten. We'll groove to the sultry sounds of tattooed temptress Bernadette Seacrest, dance to the beats of DJs Kid Pyramid and Lash LaRue (a.k.a. the Thunderbuck Ram Soundsystem), and let Noot d' Noot lead us on a psychedelic journey of booty-bouncing. We'll lounge on furniture from Paris on Ponce and kick it to soundscapes from Bent Frequency and the Chamber Cartel in the avant garde lounge, experience a hair-raising interactive performance with Saïah, and witness parlor tricks and science experiments with Mass Collective in Goodson Yard. We'll take in the incredible art installations from Pablo Gnecco, Nathan Sharrat and Mike Stasny, and watch performance art from the Collective Project. Leading the way on this night of thrills and chills will be emcee Grant Henry, a.k.a. Sister Louisa, a.k.a. The Happiest Man Alive, who will cleanse our souls with Spiritual Sangria alongside the angelic hymns of the Anointed Voices Of Higher Ground gospel choir. We'll feed on victuals served up by local food trucks and vendors (think Good Food Truck, Bookie Macarons, Sweet Auburn BBQ, Tamale Queen, and libations provided by Terrapin Beer. Perhaps most importantly, we'll indulge ourselves in an evening of hedonism and frights. And you don't want to be the one who misses out. So, brave souls, daredevils, thrill-seekers and lost souls, we invite you to join us. It'll be a scream.
*Note: these esteemed film critics did not actually review our party. But if they had, we feel they would have gone with "riveting." Please don't sue us. We really like you guys.