Who We Are

Farmageddon is pretty simple: get outside, turn the music up, light the place on fire — figuratively, mostly — and have one hell of a night with good people.

We’re taking over the farm for an evening of live music, food, cocktails, firelight, dancing, and whatever happens next. Tiki torches and lights will glow throughout the property, the stage will be sitting out under the open sky, and we’ll watch the sun disappear behind the Olympic Mountains before the moon comes up and takes over the night.

Because the music needed flames.

Professional fire artist, ritualist, fire breather, fire eater, and devotee pyromancer Agni Devi will be lighting things up in the evening, joined by another fire breather for a two-woman fire performance.

Fire breathing. Fire eating. A little ritual. A little chaos.

Live bands will take the stage throughout the evening, with the full lineup being announced soon.

Then DJ Nicky G — Nick Goodwin — takes over and keeps things moving late into the evening and toward the early-morning hours.

Rock & roll. Punk. DJs. Dancing. Noise in the garden.

That’s what we’re harvesting this year.

Farmageddon is kid-friendly through about 8:00 PM. Bring the family, roam the property, eat some barbecue, catch the bands, watch the sunset, and enjoy the farm.

After 9:00 PM, Farmageddon becomes an adults-only party and the night gets a little louder, a little later, and a little less responsible.

Six acres to wander. Woods. Fields. Tiki torches. Firelight everywhere. A stage in the garden. The sun dropping behind the Olympic Mountains, the moon popping out overhead, and music rolling across the property late into the night.

This isn’t supposed to be complicated.

Be good to each other. Respect the property. Don’t be an asshole. Be safe. Take care of your people.

And have a really, really good fucking time.