Written by: Josefyne Lentner

The ultimate place to be during Miami Music Week? Club Space. No debate.
This venue is literally engineered for double-digit hours of partying. It’s like they know you’re
about to go feral and they fully support it. Between the cryo fog cannons blasting into the
crowd every 15 minutes (instant rebirth energy) and the iconic coconut drinks keeping you
hydrated, they’ve got the formula DOWN.

And when you need a reset but refuse to leave? Enter Space Odyssey downstairs AKA your
mid-bender lifeline. We’re talking pizza, smoothies, and the elite combo: grilled cheese x
caviar (my personal favorite). It’s the perfect recharge without killing your momentum. Plus
there are little chill pockets around the venue where you can sit, regroup, and then get right
back into it.

But the most highly anticipated moment of the sets? Sunrise on the terrace.
Nothing prepares you for it. One minute you’re deep in the night and just like that, the sky
starts glowing and it feels like a full brain reset. It’s surreal, emotional, euphoric and somehow
gives you a whole second wind like you didn’t just dance for 8 hours straight.

And then there’s the crowd… which honestly might be the biggest drug of all. Everyone is
dancing, smiling, hyping each other up, purely contagious energy. You’re feeding off it, they’re
feeding off you, and suddenly you’re not tired anymore… you’re just ALIVE!
The constant movement = adrenaline + circulation + delusionally good vibes. Your brain is like:
“wait… I should be exhausted… but WHY do I feel AMAZING???”

Even walking out into full daylight when you finally decide you’ve had enough, seeing the line
wrapped around the block just to get into the venue… you still feel juiced. Like you just lived a
full lifetime in one night. I can guarantee you this club is 1000% worth the hype you see online.
It truly is unlike any other venue I’ve ever been to. I’m starting to feel like the name ‘Club
Space’ really goes deeper than the surface in terms of how you feel like you teleport to another
planet while you’re there.

I was blessed to catch one of my favorite sets of the weekend – Interplanetary Criminal. The
Ground crowd was ELECTRIC with the bass-heavy, hypnotic sound Interplanetary Criminal is
known for. Then, I made my way up to the terrace and rolled straight into sunrise with
Cloonee b2b Joseph Capriati. My total time in Club Space was: 9 hours. It was my moral
compass that told me it’s time to call it and go home to shower… but, you best believe it was confidently the best part of my music week experience. I met multiple people out that week
who had clocked in times of 14+ hours, ICONIC. Maybe next year I will break this record for
myself.

Trust me, you don’t just attend Club Space… you survive it, thrive in it, and leave already
planning your next visit. It all adds up to an experience you are unable to forget.