Born in Korea, RACE CLUB brings the new definition of dance floor experience in its hometown to West Lake.

When the night falls, the steel walls gradually reflect the tangerine lighting, like burning.  The metals with random fluctuation are like moving crusts cutting the land into pieces and red comes out of it. People passing by will stop for this changing of landform in still. 

Your figures are reflected in the “lake” on the ceiling of lobby. Together fluid wall and hidden plants, the club has become a hidden natural scene in the concrete jungle. The lobby connects all the travelers in this city and lures them into a deeper dream. 

Now we are in the noise reduction aisle. As Issac Newton claims hundreds years ago, The world we live in irreversibly goes from order to disorder, until everything in this universe turns into heat. And silver is the best thermally conductive metal in the world. Go ahead and touch the other end of the energy, the dance floor. 

The lights shimmers on the floor, just like the silent sunset. You feel like setting on fire and the enthusiasm will be amplified like infinity, until it becomes as hot as your restless pulse when you enter. In this cold big city, it’s the only spot hot as the center of sun. Verloren sei uns der Tag， wo nicht ein Mal getanzt wurde, Nietzsche says.

In a classic way, club will set up tables and sofas for sitting and drinking. But we are not subject to classic. We break it. There is only areas formed by steels. Without the seats, young dancers will be more eager to spread their energy of dancing.