I love how those misspent years of bouncing up and down in disused warehouses, sport centres and super clubs are now providing us with genuine works of art.…
Who’d have thought it, eh? 21 years since the first summer of love gave us acid house and put rhythmic 4/4 music from Chicago onto the nation’s dancefloors (with a little bit of Ibizan europop chucked in for good measure).