Friday night was amazing. Dada Life was everything I needed them to be and more. The third time seeing them really was the charm. It was the perfect amount of crowded (thank you very much EDC), all of my amazing friends were there, and everyone was in a good mood and ready to party. I guess Hardwell’s plane was late so Mr. White ended up opening for Dada Life which was the best thing ever. I had been wanting to see him for so long and he KILLED it. To be able to open for Dada Life and hold your own really says a lot and he had the crowd going crazy and really warmed everyone up for the pandemonium that was about to ensue. Dada Life played all of their hits and the ridiculous electro beat didn’t stop even for a second throughout their entire set. At one point I was dancing up in the very front of the stage and some girl started hassling me (It was probably because I was pushing people) but then somehow next thing i knew we had all made up and her boyfriend offered to put me on his shoulders. I was face to face with Dada life screaming at them as they threw hundreds of bananas into the crowd. One of the DJs handed one to me and I ran back to my friends and started feeding it to them. Yes this really happend, shit was literally bananas. Bananas were flying everywhere, I had smashed banana all over me, people kept feeding me bananas, everyone was slipping on bananas, it could not have been more ridiculous. Until they started throwing pillows out into the audience. My friend Stephen said he ran into this one guy in the bathroom who had caught one of the pillows. He told him that when one of the DJs jumped into the crowd to crowd surf he grabbed the pillow out of his hands hit him across the face with it and gave it back to him. They. are. so. ridiculous. No other DJs in the entire world put on a show like they do. It was seriously so rambunctious. I honestly had too much fun. Aside from when i had a rage black out at the guys trying to hand me fliers outside of Avalon at 4am I would say it was all in all a perfect night. On a side note I am incapable of typing the word banana without hearing Gwen Stefani spell it out for me in my head.