For the remainder of the night it was over to the cavernous Metropolis for a split venue/themed presentation. In the larger room were mostly the dance music, in the smaller space more experimental and quieter or quirky offerings. I tended to spend most of the earlier part of the evening alongside LA curator Robert Crouch watching the mostly female driven evening of music by the wash of heady and physical, cyclical and sensory sounds of I8U, the soft tweaky dissonance and ambient layers of Sawako and my first exposure to the vivacious Bubblyfish doing 8-bit renditions of Kraftwerk songs. The whole intimate space was filled to the gills with an audience craving a very contained experience. This all started with a helmet scream gaming match where two players stood side by side in a race that used their voices to drive motor vehicles. Noisey and fun.