What do you get when you throw an EDM/rap festival in America’s most charmingly debaucherous city?
In a city simultaneously known as much for its soul-stirring jazz as its bloody mary recipes? As much for its enigmatic parades as its infamous streets both flooded with and named after bourbon? In a city partly haunted, shrouded in mystery, pummeled by hurricanes, and absolutely covered in beads? Where nudity is celebrated, dancing is obligatory, and the streets have a literal pulse?
A city where you can grab drive-through daiquiris and stop off for a crawfish boil in the same run?
You get something like BUKU.