Last Beats at VICE
Some nights do not begin when you expect them to. After attending the wedding of a dear friend, I found myself stepping into VICE Nights Club just as the party was nearing its final chapter. The room carried that familiar late-night energy: a little softer around the edges, but still very much alive. The kind of atmosphere that feels earned.
Behind the decks, DJ Roux kept the pulse steady, guiding the crowd through the closing stretch with effortless control. There is something special about a DJ who understands the arc of a night, who knows exactly how to let it linger without letting it fade too quickly.
Not long after arriving, I spotted Carlyle and could not resist reaching for my camera. Twice, actually. Some presences simply demand to be captured. Whether it was the light, the mood, or the quiet confidence that belongs only to those final dances, the moment translated beautifully through the lens.
I did not stay long, but sometimes you do not need hours for a night to leave an impression. A few great tracks, a welcoming floor, and that shared understanding among strangers who are all reluctant to let the music stop.
