Yet another early start as usual (typical me init), got on the train in the morning bout 9ish and headed off to Manchester where I met up with KRS (woman), Woody and Andy.. after a trek around town we headed to Spin to get Sharkey, who was late cause he missed the train thanks to 'Football Focus' and Sarge (Marge) We headed off quite swiftly at about 20.30 cause Sarge had to play at 9ish and we didn't want him to be late, skipped the queues and got our VIP passes, there where only about 400 people in there then, but another 3 thousand outside. We all headed straight to the techno arena where Ribsy was blasting it out to the masses, so I got a drink and jumped onto the stage and started to stomp hard. Next up was Mark E-G and the room suddenly went from half full to overloaded and once again the frequent memories of chants at Slammin came rushing back as Ribsy took to the mic and got the crowd on the typical 'MARK E-G' stormer. After having a scan around Bowlers to see whats what, I headed back past the house room where Rick Jones was entertaining the house posse with Ministry styled hard house, through the hardcore room swiftly as 'Shooting Star' was blasting, bopped back past the D&B room which had all the nutters in and back into the techno arena for the last bit of Mark E-G and then the start of John (Sharkey's set), the crowd was completely balistic by this point, everyone was in a hyper. John dropped a few choons which deserve shouts here.. 'Mind Launch', 'The Warning' and about 30 others, hell... your typical Sharks stormer... It had reached 12ish and we got packed up and went and said our goodbyes. Woody, Andy and Marge had no intention of moving.. So me, KRS and John headed off outside to wait for a taxi into town, so we could all hit off into the main clubs and chill. Things that happened: John shouting 'Look at camp bitch run' about KRS in the petrol station Sarge doing one in and forgeting about Andy and me, so we where stuck outside for about 10 minutes before John came to give us a hand John's persistant insults at Sarge calling him 'Marge'.. hehe Some raver chick with 10 inch moon boot shoes towering above everyone Ribsy turning away the DJ speakers so that John couldn't hear the beats Me, KRS and John meeting this Birkenhead geeza outside and laughing at his really bad scouser accent going 'Shaaaar-keee, can I have a record' and repeatidly shaking his hand Dougal and his sister (Dougal) turning up to his set in a metro (heh) and getting told at first to piss off by the security guard.. hahaha
