One Night in Bliss
Bliss, n. – supreme happiness; utter joy or contentment.
With a name like “Bliss,” the Black Cat sets the bar incredibly high for a euphoric and glee-filled evening. They. Always. Deliver. Bliss typically occurs on the 4th Saturday of every month with DJ Will Eastman – the main attraction – alongside his guest DJ of choice. The music is a mix of new and old, 80’s and house, pop and indie. There is something for everyone. Even though you may hear a muffled groan as the first chords of a Stevie Nicks song sound, the crowd never stops dancing…and, within mere seconds, the majority of the “groaners” are belting out the lyrics with the same enthusiasm as a misunderstood adolescent who is hearing “Smells Like Teen Spirit” live for the first time. Rewind. Insert a different song. Play. Same reaction. On and on the night unfolds in one glorious loop. The crowd – an amorphous blob of body parts, dance moves and copious amounts of sweat – is never let down by the charismatic Mr. Eastman who has a knack for giving you exactly what you want…even when you aren’t able to articulate what you wanted in the first place.
So I’m not totally licking the balls o’ Bliss, there is one con that comes to mind. The bar only accepts cash. Weak, I know, but it’s all I’ve got.
On August 23, Bliss will be celebrating 8 years of “Did someone just slip ecstasy into my drink? No, I’m in DC” entertainment.
