Under the watchful gaze of the Great Pyramids, Pines Studio went where few have ever gone behind the scenes of Anyma’s performance in Egypt. The desert wind carried sound instead of sand, and the lasers carved through the ancient night like a dialogue between history and the future. Our cameras caught the quiet before the chaos, the pulse before the beat dropped a crew chasing light down the highway to Giza, where myth met machinery.
The crowd tens of thousands stood shoulder to shoulder beneath the oldest wonder of the world, their silhouettes painted in orange glow. No brand had documented it like this before. It wasn’t just a concert; it was a moment suspended between centuries. A communion of dust, rhythm, and divinity. Pines Studio was there not as spectators, but as witnesses to the night technology bowed to the desert.
