~ 6HR GRUMBLE BOOGIE ~

Hey there, beautiful bodies! Get ready to sweat, sway, and surrender to the sacred chaos of 6HR Grumble Boogie—a six-hour endurance dance ritual conjured by the one and only Betty Grumble and the sonic sorceress HipHopHoe.

Think of it as a dance-floor séance where house, techno, disco, rock, and global Indigenous sounds collide with the revolutionary anthems of the past and present. This ain't just a party—it's a collective exorcism of the status quo and a heartfelt love letter to your body, mind, and spirit.

Guest facilitators, DJs, and performers are still TBD, but you can bet they'll bring the heat, the heart, and the holy hell. Drop in for moments of magic or ride the entire six-hour wave of movement, meditation, and mayhem. There’s seating, wheelchair access, and an accessible loo—because every body deserves to boogie.

Wear something you can move in (and maybe something you can sweat in). The program kicks off at 8pm with a warm-up, boogie officially begins at 9pm, and wraps at 2am with a collective sigh of relief and a whole lot of serotonin.

As the late, legendary Candy Royalle once said:

We turn love into a circle.

So let’s make this circle loud, sweaty, and gloriously unapologetic.

And hey—proceeds go toward First Nations and Palestinian Mutual Aid, plus paying the artists, venue staff, and techs who make this wild ride possible. Free tix for First Nations folks? Yes, please—just reach out.

We gather on Aboriginal Land with deep respect. Thank you, Country. Thank you, Body.

• Hosts: Betty Grumble, HipHopHoe
• Guests: TBA (but absolutely phenomenal)
• Music: House, Techno, Disco, Electronica, Global Indigenous, African Diaspora, Revolution Soundtracks
• Content Notes: Loud Noises, Discussion of Grief/Violence/Death, Flashing Lights, Incense, Nudity, Sex Scenes (all handled with art and intention)

Let’s boogie like it’s the last dance of the world—because frankly, we could all use a little more joy, release, and radical self-love. Tickets? Grab ‘em before they vanish like glitter in the wind.

Get your tickets here—because you deserve to sweat it out with your queer, weird, wonderful kin.