Ahmed Samy thrives in the blur between nightlife and surprise sunrise,

He ghosts upon the decks three nights a week at Vent,

Space and time bent,

Weaving an intricate web of minimal beats,

As the crowd sucks on his musical teat.

Armed with a mountain of vinyl,

If an after-party is what you're after, this is the final.

Every Tuesday Thursday and Friday, 2 am to 5 am.