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Lagos, Portugal

My journey into dance music began in 1989, deep in the heart of an acid house warehouse . It was more than just a party—it was a movement. In that raw, euphoric space, people from all walks of life came together: black, white, gay, straight—all breaking free from the grey hangover of Thatcher’s Britain and the corporate yuppie culture of the time.

That night changed everything. The love, the unity, the electricity in the air—it left a mark that’s never faded.

Every set I play is an attempt to channel that same spirit. To create a space where people can connect, feel free, and ride the energy that surrounds us.

I play with love—for the music, for the people, for the dancefloor. Hope you feel it too.