I liked that whole annonymity for the first few years of the whole club scene. It was all just local DJs, which I thought was great. It was a pity people thought they had to bring in big names to make cash when the local djs often blew the international guests off the decks anyway. You could have had tribute bands, some one like the Clonmel Karl Cox, just some guy that looked like Karl Cox playing the latest mix cd behind the decks and I guarantee half the people wouldn’t know the difference in the audience.

I remember the first gig I did in there I had six hundred kids in there, mainly from the north inner city. And they all came with little rucksacks on. And here’s me going “what the hell is going on here?” They all had complete changes of clothes in their rucksacks so they’d go into the room, they’d do what they do, they’d dance nonstop for three and a half hours, and they’d go get the ruck sack out change from the wet sweaty clothes into dry clothes and away they’d go again. And Im standing at he door beside an off duty guard who is working there on the night. And there was 600 kids wooping and hollering and singing and dancing going out the door. And I turns to the guard and I says “what do you reckon?” And he says “I’d prefer this than if it was 600 hundred kids drunk they’d all be boxing the heads off themselves now. Look at them, they are all singing and dancing.

I always find it really interesting when people make their own things, it was pretty straightforward and raw - they drew them themselves, rather than a couple of years later when they were designed really well. I guess its the emergence of the scene, when people did everything themselves before it went commercial.