Atlanta. We’re back for seconds. It’s 2010. You’re at a house party with your friends… and their friends… and people you’ve never met. The basement is hot. The music is loud. You’ve got a red Solo cup in hand, and the bass is rattling the walls.

Only this time, it’s House Party at Masquerade Heaven.

No neighbors. No shutdown. Just chaos, sweat, and the soundtrack of a generation. You know the drill at this point.

LMFAO. Skrillex. A$AP Rocky. Swedish House Mafia. Passion Pit. Rihanna. MGMT.

DJ’d by underground favorite Pagu and special guests all night.

Mid-2000s anthems. Bad decisions. Great memories.