Jon Hollamby doesn’t play records—he detonates dance floors. His DJ bios might fade from memory, but his sets? Unforgettable. Forged in the sweat-soaked railway tunnels of Vauxhall, his sound is raw, relentless, and razor-sharp.

Since catching the vinyl virus back in ’97, Jon’s blown every spare second—and every last cent—building a record collection that borders on the obsessive. Why? Because he’s chasing one thing: the perfect moment when a dance floor collectively loses its damn mind.

From residencies at Redtrip, Panik, and Mosaic to tearing through clubs across the UK in the early 2000s, Jon’s shared booths with the best in the game. And when he’s in control, subtlety goes out the window. It’s loud, it’s lawless, and it’s a hell of a lot of fun.