Hey mate
publishers have all gone cold since the crash...but it will get published...Im doing a magazine we doing acid house special in two weeks...go to site and download loatest issue
http://www.londonstreetartdesign.com i will stay in touch...you can also get me on *************@gmail.com as i dont really check this account much...nice one
On Wed, May 27, 2009 at 2:07 PM, jay ***** <***********@hotmail.com> wrote:
hi mate!
any update on this book yet? cant wait to have a read of other ravers mad stories.
jay
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Date: ***********@googlemail.com
To: *************@hotmail.com
Subject: Re: your new book.
Hey Jay
I'll read it ovr weekend but just scanning i'd say its perfect for th book...dont worry i'll give it the once over anyway...but good work and thank you very much the story will be amongst th big boy tales...shout u after weekend
wayne
On 10/19/07, jay******* <************@hotmail.com> wrote:
hey wayne.
further to your message on myspace here is a few stories rolled up into 1. please forgive my crappy spelling, grammer and punctuation. i left school too long ago!
i was always a raver, even before i went to my first one in november 1990. a big sister and jeff young from radio one ensured i always heard the best music. i was living in a small town called atherstone then, and the culture was very much beer and fighting on a daily basis. i needed escape. then one night in november 1990 some older lads i had met a few nights before stopped me in the street going from pub to pub and suggested i went to the eclipse with them. it had just opened the month before and was a good idea to me. that night changed me totally. feeling that energy and friendlyness was alien to me! needless to say, i had the time of my life that night. it was also my first acid trip. double trouble. this was now the reason i went to work. get money. go raving. go to work. repeat. eventually i started djing myself and getting a few spots here and there at pubs doing rave nights. this was great fun as i got to meet some people that would help me out later down the line.
after a year or so dj'ing in pubs i decided with my flatmate to set up some small, low key parties for our mates, so we embarked on a mission to find the best places. our first attempt was in a nature park forest, just outside of a town called nuneaton. we had found a clearing in the woods quite close to town, but far away enough to not be heard by any homes. we were a bit naive back then and not as organised as we were to become later. at around 10pm we set up our meagre equipment, which was just some scaffold we had 'borrowed' from a building site and tarpauling to cover it with. this was to be the dj box and bar. we had the good sense to buy 30 crates of beer to sell, so things were looking rosy. it took slightly longer than expected to put up the scaffolding properly so it was still being tweaked when we made the phone calls to tell everyone where the rave was going off. within an hour there was 300 people in the clearing waiting for us to start! i walked to the generator and grabbed the cord to start it. big yank...and SNAP!! fuck.
it took me another half an hour to finally get it started and by now people are getting impatient. but the genny was on. full of petrol and rumbling away. power, however was not present. cue another hour of head scratching and fiddling before we found a split in the cable. with this resolved at last the party started! we only had half a dozen lights, a smoke machine and a strobe, but it went off like a dream. we stopped it at about 7am, as it was very close to where people walked dogs on a sunday, and we needed to get the sound system and lights out first, then come back to remove the scaffold when the equipment was back home and safe.
this was a good night in the end but we wanted the next one to be a little more organised, and easier to get to/from with all the gear. after searching for warehouses, derict buildings and more woods we stumbled over a private lane through a railway tunnel that lead onto huge fields and eventually to a farm. we got the farmers permission to use the tunnel and all systems were go. the tunnel itself was a great size, we could drive into it, and was as good as soundproof because it lead on to fields at both sides. the floor however, was a problem. it was riddled with holes full of water and some of them were quite deep. this had to be resolved. luckily, on the drive back up the lane we drove past a quarry and the biggest pile of small stone hardcore you have ever seen. 7 'borrowed' bootloads and a lot of sweat later and the crater problem was solved!
so the night came, we set up nice and early, tested everything, and was cooking on gas. as before, we had bought a load of beer to sell to bring in a few quid. MC Man parris was coming along to spin a few tonight, we had met on the scene and got on well so he came along to play for free, bless him. things were good when we phoned people to find us. again, around 300 people arrived and this time it went off right on time and the place looked awesome. we had got some arty mates to do us some U.V back drops, had a better lightshow and sound system and it looked the biz. at around 2 am while man parris was dj'ing the heavens opended up. not a problem, we have a huge railway tunnel over us! we aint getting wet! wrong. something we had failed to notice was one end of the tunnel was at the bottom of a hill, and quite a steep one. the place was ankle deep within half an hour, people were trying to cling to the dry bits, and the police turned up. the police were fine with us having permission to do it there but the water and electric was clearly dangerous so we had to leave.we didnt put up much of a fight. i had already managed to find an alternative venue for everyone to go to, and the police even helped us pack the gear away. how nice!
the alternative venue was actually owned by a well known international biker gang whose name im leaving out of this. they let us use thier clubhouse to carry on in and had a great night that finished around 6pm the next day. these bikers were also doing a few nights in a town pubs big upstairs room after hours. it was very spit and sawdusty and could be moody to unknowns but i had played a few and were good fun. i also knew the bikers from a few deals done here and there. they suggested joing forces and doing a rave at a quarry they owned in wales. we took a drive up there to check it out a few weeks laters and were sold on the spot. it was in a village called dyserth in north wales, down a long private lane to an enormous semi circle of rock cut from the wall with a 100 foot high cliff around the top, and a big concrete building they used for a clubhouse. this time we had a bit of money behind us and the support of the bikers. by now i had befriended E.F.X crew, the sound system owners from the edge in coventry and had been djing in room 2 there for a while, filling in for late djs. they agreed to do the P.A for us, we hired a proper scaffolding company to build us a stage and hired a wicked lightshow. the line up was a good one too. we had booked easygroove, ratty, luke and niel trix from banging tunes, fallout from fibre optic and a few local dj's. mc man parris was there as ever, supporting the cause.
we arrived in wales the night before to find the clubhouse had been raided by the police and the small sound system had been confiscated because the nuneaton police had got a copy of the flyer and handed it on to the welsh police. this was not a problem. we had another P.A to use in there anyway and that was only the chill out dj room and bar. they had no idea what we had planned. we got to work all day on it with the scaffold company doing the stage, lights being hoisted and huge generators arriving all nice and early. the wall of the quarry was a tall semi circle of granite, and perfect for the ligts and lazer show. we had dance platforms, a bar with settees and chilled out music in the clubhouse, and it was looking good.
at around 4pm we heard a helicopter getting closer and closer. then it stopped getting closer as it was directly above us. yep, it was our old mates again, the police. they hovered for about 10 minutes or so then flew off. we were by now getting worried as 2 coach loads of ravers from nuneaton and coventry had set off along with god knows how many locals in cars. the police came and spoke to the the cheif biker who told them it was thier land and thier party so piss off. not the best tactic. they surrounded the quarry all night, trying to stop ravers from getting in.we started at around 10pm and slowly the ravers arrived. some looking buzzed, some looking quite dirty as they had leeged it over fields, streams, down cliffs, through bushes, you name it, they got past it and got in! again, we only got around 300 people in thanks to the police turning cars away from coming near to the village. it was a great night though, all dj's turned up, along with dj tango and dj unknown turning up and playing just for the crack. at 7am the sky let us down again and it pissed it down. we wrapped up the gear and used the chill out building to finish the night with me and easygroove playing back to back for 3 hours. awesome.
we lost a lot of money that night and decided to go legit from then. but thats for another time........
i hope you enjoyed those stories half as much as i remembered them as i was typing! i have forgot so much stuff over the years...bloody weed!
let me know what you think, cheers.
jay
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I had a few oldskool anthems in my bag such as 2 Bad Mice - Bombscare & Sonz Of A Loop - Far out so started off with those & smashed it, the dancefloor was rocking. Then inevitably soon after, the moment I was dreading arrived! I'd run out of oldskool classics & had no choice but to switch over to Drum & Bass
Within minutes there was barley any movement on the dance floor whatsoever, It was the worst feeling ever! I wasn't boo'd but the vibe had defo turned sour & I ended up abandoning my set maybe 3 mixes in, & leaving with my head down
Without a doubt the worst experience I've ever had as a DJ!
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Originally Posted by haze 
I am used to living in big towns/ cities where you don't even know much of what your neighbours are up to let alone random people in town lol
It's a wonder you didn't damage any of them! God, my wife was wondering what I was laughing so daftly at! 
Hahahahahaa, great histories here!! 
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