Right, the big one JUDGEMENT DAY - NEW YEARS EVE, INGLISTON, EDINBURGH! Yeah!!!!!!!! What a night eh. Woosh. Everything was looking dodgy the Saturday b4 as only 1500 tickets had been sold, but, was with most events, there was a mad rush, and it was near sell-out. I picked the 4 Teletubby costumes up in the afternoon, walked 1/2 way around Newcastle carrying them, getting cramp in my little hands, getting hassled by little kids 'Mammy Mammy, Teletubby Teletubby' ha. I told them I had just ran them down with a steamroller & was taking them to hospital. Quick pint in the pub b4 meeting the missus and getting picked up. Well, heres where the fun began. Left Newcastle at 5 to get there in plenty of time as I was playing 8-8:45. Now then, at around 6:30 there was a big bang in the car and we discovered the timing belt had snapped. Fuck! Luckily there was 2 cars folllowing us, so me & the missus jumped in one, and sped up, got there around 8:10, expecting to see Bassy G with grey hair, but he says theres been less hassle than the Newcastle ones. Me mate (The Predator & Robotic Clown that was on stage) had to pay 140ukp for a toe truck to take him back home. He came back up, got there about 11. I played a pretty bad set, of Dance Ecstasy type choons and pulled of some pretty shite mixes, haha. Obsession came next. I cant really report on the actual rave, only from the backstage antics & daft carry on. I bumped into the Chedder man, had a quick chat, the went backstage to sneek me hipflask full of whiskey out me bag. It took a while as the Security were everywhere. Eventually got it poored into a empty water bottle and made it look like Irn-Bru. That kept me amused for a few minutes and b4 we knew it, it was 11:55. Wandered up to the stage and Joe Deacon announced New Year with a nice speech showing respect for the Newcastle mob and there was a sea of GGM & Newcastle Utd tops being held up from the crowd, nice one Joe. Full marks to the Scottish masses aswell. Gave my Chook a big kiss then Miseryfucker bloke who shall rename nameless, quickly hoyed everyone of stage. We climbed into our teletubby costumes, huge they were, could hardly see out them, very hot aswell, felt nice & fluffy on my skin, nice. We bumped our way on stage, had a little walk around then miserybastard hoyed us of for being to dangerous, bahhhh. Twat. We had a wander around and backstage. Things really started to liven up when a stash of booze was found, Jack Daniels, Sambruco & beer, yeah. We had vouchers for a meal, fish & chips, lasagne etc, and once I found the meal place, I wandered in, was just about to order a mince pie when I looked around and the place was full of Police eating. I was going to sit down on one of there tables, but thought I better not, ha, so I ducked out the side door. Later on I bumped into Scoot Broon in the bog having a wee, wearing a posh velvet like shirt, he looked like on of the muskateers. I think he was trying to see if his willy was bigger than mine, but his had more cheese on anyway <8-) Evetnually managed to get a drop Vodka from him and mixed it with apple tango which tasted very nice. Now then. I was supposed to be playing old skool techo in the chillout room from 5-7am. I brought 6 or 7 hardish gabba records with me, Deathchant, Shockwave etc, nothing to brutal, incase I was asked to do another set in the main room. I asked the Bass man if I could play gabba in the chillout for 20 minutes. he said 'Yeah' coz a lot of ppl had been asking him if it was every gonig to get hard. Great. So, 5 came, monitors had blown in the chillout, so I had to turn one of the big speakers around, pulling out all the wires, oops! Anywayz kicked off with infamous 'Ping Pong', played a couple of mid tempo (180) choonz, looked up, and the chillout was fucking rammed! Woosh. Didnt expect that likes, shite. Luckily the sounds boyz had a couple of Industrial Strength records they use to test the system with, so I borrowed them. I ran out of hard records at around 6:40. I decided to play 20 minutes of old skool, so everyone would go round into the main arena for the last 20 minutes of the night. A lot of ppl went then ppl started shouting at me from the barrier, bahh. so I played 2 more ballistic records, finished at aroun 6:55 and told everyone to fork off next door for the last 5 minutes. Well, it was a huge success. Many respects to Bassy G for having the bottle to kick start Scotland again. Wathco out for the huge Easter Judga! I forgot aboout the 1:30 meet up, oops, missed ya again Paul. I did bump into Chedder & Chique, respect & Happy New Year to yaz. Ear plug award goes to ****ing Discoland, how many times?? That abysmal 'Rush Hour' record and some other singing one that got hammered. Oh, and the sound. The sound system was only at half volume, bloody Environmental Health geezers were there. A big fork of to DJ/MC Bouncin (Chicken Beard) for hogging the mic allnight and being a shite DJ/MC anyway. Hello also to Tecnotrance's chin caterpillar. Treemendous night. Ta
