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ibiza uncovered: before the invasion September 7, 2007

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my first holiday without my parents, ibiza 1994. booked four months in advance, which was cutting it fine in those pre t’internet days. booked-it-packed-it-fucked-off did exist via teletext but i didn’t have the time or patience for that. it was marketed to my parents as my post a-level reward. i at least remember pretending to study for my gcses on the beach with about 20 friends. i quite literally turned up for the exams this time round.

anyway, half of my college evidently pulled the same line and it became less of a holiday and more of an extended friday night out in the pub, and er, in another country. all the cliches were there – of the seven of us on holiday together, one person brought cornflakes and milk in case they didn’t sell them in spain, and one person arrived with about seventy condoms her mum insisted she pack. ten each!

i think i may well have taken every item of clothing, makeup and pair of shoes i owned and the result was a case that weighed more than i probably did at the time. i’ll never be able to say that again. i also learnt that you can’t fry chips in a pan from frozen and that hairbrushes do not make good can openers.

we did the usual £30 a pop nights out at amnesia, space and ku – you could get cheaper tickets if you befriended the girls who worked in the camera shop. es paradis was so refreshing after smoky, carpet on the walls local clubs, and i didn’t even mind falling off a podium in kaoos, as i was caught in a giant sombrero.

some of the nights out i really remember though, are the smaller, cheesier clubs in the west end. play2, night life, extasis and koppas. small, hot, full of locals and you could get pissed on a hundred pesetas. i have no idea what that is in euros. those big bottles of teichenne schnapps cost about £2 out there you know…

this was just before it blew up. it was underground but inclusive, and when i returned two years later it had changed beyond recognition. i find myself saying this a lot lately, i wouldn’t be want to be younger now, and therefore have missed it, for the world.

find out what happened in 1996 and also check out the earlier balearic years.

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cool jack – just come

ot quartet – hold that sucker down

blast – crayzy man

alex party – saturday night party

loveland – let the music lift you up

atlantic ocean – waterfall

livin’ joy – dreamer

floorjam – stone age

jx – son of a gun

spacemaster – jumping to the party

tall paul – rok da house

massive – heaven in mind

subliminal cuts – le voie le soleil

donna giles/klatsch – and i’m telling you

k klass – let me show you

original – i love you baby

screen ii – hey mr dj

helicopter – on ya way

alison limerick – love come down

pianoman – blurred

hed boys – girls and boys

movin’ melodies – la luna

bobby brown – two can play that game

 

jungle: a way of life August 22, 2007

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even the kids amongst you probably don’t need an introduction to jungle. emerging from the hardcore scene of the early 90s, it was a ragga driven extension of the dancehall scene until techno started to take over the drum’n’bass scene in 1996.

like uk garage, it was a predominatly london thing. it was the soundtrack of the pirates when i moved here in 1994 and to me it was new, exciting and like nothing i’d ever heard before. so some of my abiding memories of jungle are as the soundtrack to my first year living in student halls of residence. fires in the kitchen, dirty bathrooms and being too drunk to get out of bed.

in your first year, you’re lumped with a complete mishmash of personalities, with nothing in common. the one thing that can unite people is music and yet sometimes even that fails. what do you do with a couple of r&b swingers, a hip hop queen, cheesy quaver and a girl who just got back from ibiza?

in 1994, you sent them down to the a.w.o.l. night at the ministry of sound. on a thursday night, you could actually get in for less than £10 and get a drink for about £3. there was r&b in the main bar, house and garage upstairs (this was before the refurb) and jungle in the main room.  the crowd were a melting pot of students, office caners, media and professional ravers.

at the time i probably didn’t think a.w.o.l was as cool as the friday night open techno fest or glitzy rulin’ saturday night at the ministry. how wrong i was. a.w.o.l is the only one i would still want to go to. i discovered new music and saw a man in a skirt years before david beckham was nagged into one.

a.w.o.l lasted about as long as the jungle scene, and no other ministry night has been as exciting since. i blame the refurb.

original junglistsdownload here

soundman and elisabeth troy – no greater love

firefox and 4tree – warning

da maytrix – loverman

dj taktix – the way

leviticus – the burial

omni trio – renegade snares

tom and jerry – maximum style

deep blue – helicopter tune

baby d – casanova

m-beat – style

buju banton – move ya body

bagga worries and jooxie nice – legalise

barrington levy – under mi sensi

daddy freddy – junglist sound

dms – sweet vibration

m-beat and general levy- incredible

prizna and demolition man – fire

chaka demus and pliers – gal wine

cutty ranks – original rude boy style

wayne marshall – g spot