Anyma has been on our radar for years. Long before the Sphere and long before ÆDEN, there was Tale of Us in 2015, a formative set that landed at a time when techno still felt far from the mainstream and every detail of the night from the energy, to the room, and the crowd, made it unforgettable. Since then, Anyma has continued to push the project outward, from Save Me with Cassian, which was once our most-played track of the year, to the boundary-breaking 3D visuals and immersive storytelling that have helped define his rise. By the time ÆDEN was announced in Shanghai, it felt like a show we couldn't miss, especially after missing Anyma's Genesys debut at VAC in China back in 2024.
There was always going to be anticipation around Anyma's ÆDEN Shanghai debut. As the first presentation of his new audiovisual production in the city, the show arrived with a level of expectation that had already been built long before the doors opened.
That history matters, because Anyma's evolution into a fully visual live act has made his work as much about image as sound. By the time ÆDEN reached Shanghai, much of its identity had already been formed online through clips, teasers, and footage from earlier appearances. In that sense, the show did not arrive as a mystery. It arrived as something many in the crowd already knew how it was supposed to look.
"The problem was that the live setting never fully caught up with the digital version of itself."
Getting into the venue set the tone. The walk from entrance to security, and then onward to the main arena, was unusually long, while the site itself was arranged across broad, segmented zones that stretched far back from the stage. Despite reports of a sold-out crowd, the ground never felt full. Instead of one concentrated audience, the event seemed to dissolve into pockets of space.
The staging did little to resolve that. The visual box sat between sections, speaker towers obstructed portions of the view, and the screen, the central object of the entire concept, did not always command the room in the way it should have. For a show positioned as an immersive visual experience, sightlines mattered, and in several parts of the venue they were compromised.
The atmosphere also felt misaligned with the scale of the production. With no alcohol sales, children present, and groups spread out on the lawn eating and socialising, parts of the evening felt closer to a daytime picnic than a club-adjacent music event. Phones were out early, and not simply as a way of documenting the music. The attention in the room was already shifting away from the stage.
Kölsch opened with a set that included Eric Prydz's Pjanoo alongside his own material such as Let Me Show You, Camisra, Kinema, Moments, Grey, and his remix of London Grammar's Hell to the Liars. Even with records that are widely known and usually capable of cutting through, the response stayed muted. The crowd appeared largely disengaged, standing around rather than building momentum with the music. It was not a hostile reaction so much as an indifferent one, which in a setting like this can be even more difficult to overcome.
By the time Ben Böhmer took over, the venue had filled out a little more. His live set brought a different kind of emotional texture, opening with Beyond Belief and moving through his track with Malou and Nils Hoffmann, Breathing, alongside The Space In Between, Wall of Strings, and Evermore. Even with a more emotional arc, the set lost some of its impact as attention remained fractured. Ben also finished around 10 minutes earlier than scheduled, which made the momentum feel slightly cut short just as the room was beginning to settle into his performance. People filmed themselves, watched through their screens, or shifted focus away from the music entirely. The result was a set that had real beauty in it, but not enough collective attention to let that beauty land with full force.
Prospa brought the most direct dancefloor energy of the night, leaning into a firmer selection that included Free Your Mind, Love Songs, their brand new release today with Murda Beatz Baby, a new ID with Kettama, Think Of You, and another unreleased track said to be linked with Max Dean, Innocence. Their set lifted the tempo and triggered brief pockets of movement, but even then the response was isolated. The wider crowd stayed comparatively static, reinforcing the sense that the event was being observed more than lived.
By the time Anyma came on, the weather had shifted again. The drizzle became more noticeable, and smoke hung in the air, thickening the atmosphere just as the headline set was about to begin. Anyma also started about 15 minutes later than scheduled, which stretched the anticipation even further. It should have been the moment when the room finally locked into place.
Instead, it confirmed the night's central tension.
Phones rose across the crowd almost immediately and stayed there for the duration of the set. Screens blocked already limited sightlines, and at least one attendee in front of the stage area kept a GoPro mounted on a stick in the air for long stretches. The result was a live environment that increasingly resembled a recording session.
" The show was no longer being experienced as a collective moment, but as a series of individual attempts to capture proof of being there."
The setlist itself showed plenty of intent. It moved through new and unreleased material, some of which had already been debuted at Coachella, with tracks like Aden, Ritual, Atoma, Prophecy, Carrier Of Souls, Voices In My Head, and Desire shaping the arc. The visuals matched the songs in tone and scale, but they never fully fused into one cohesive story.
That was the real issue. The production had vision, but not enough narrative continuity to hold the room. The visuals were strong on a scene-by-scene basis, but the emotional line between them never quite locked in. Musically, the set held together, though not always with the flow it needed, and the absence of Save Me was noticeable given the track's significance within Anyma's wider catalogue.
Anyma also leaned on fan favourites like Hypnotized with Ellie Goulding, Bad Angel with LISA (the track most of the crowd actually recognized), and Consciousness. Destination with Becky Hill where the visuals created a beautiful, memorable scene captivated the audience, alongside the unreleased Swae Lee collab Phenomenal. These should have landed with real force. Instead, even those moments felt muted in the room, interrupted by distorted views and constant phone screens. The closing stretch delivered an epic ending with Beautiful (Anyma & Joji)a genuinely powerful finale, but Midnight City beforehand fell flat, landing with less impact than the record would normally command.

What lingered most from the night was not the spectacle itself, but the way it was received. ÆDEN Shanghai was designed as an immersive experience, yet much of the audience seemed more interested in documenting it than inhabiting it. The performance existed in front of them, but for many, the primary version of it was the one being assembled on their screens.
That is where the show felt most diminished. Not in the quality of the music or the production, but in the way the crowd absorbed it. In a room full of phones, the live moment struggled to stay intact.
ÆDEN Shanghai had the scale, the lineup, and the visual ambition to make a strong statement. But for all its technical polish, the experience never fully translated into something felt in the room.
It looked impressive.
It felt less alive than it should have.