Summer 1987: 15 years old with 4 mates, 99p Black Cat Fags, Cigar sized Joints, Resin stained fingers, uncontrollable giggle fits, Tiny squares of paper, Hectic little spirally bits, The Sega Master system then i heard it....A Deep, Repetitive, hypnotic baseline, overlaid with the ever increasing, pulsating and futuristic sound of the Roland TB-303...What the fuck....

At that moment the smoke filled, giggling bedroom fell silent, Red eyes closed, heads bobbed gently in perfect unity as we were taken on a euphoric musical journey....The sound of Acid House..life would never be the same..