Dan

Yeh defo. I went in the 90s to catch Sasha at Sancho Panza with my brother. I lost him and it was pre living on phones so that was us fucked. I walked round feeling like a white boy who might get turned over any minute. I had Maharishi Sno pants on and an evisu tee and felt like I was next on the menu. I walked into what was a dead end street with the most monstrous mental sound system and hard core jungle banging out. It went dark and I was literally a white bread sandwich and was getting looks like one. Got out of there quick sharp. The vibe definitely changed when it went dark.

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      Dan Lol. Well, she should have known better for carnival.

        BlainSA

        Yeh haha we were totally ill equipped for the job. Just expected a few streets with the odd stage here and there. I just remember totally losing all sense of direction which is not like me. I really hadn’t got a clue where I was or how to get out for hours.

          Dreadful bants from Dave.

          Invite en route.

          Dan I’ve worked in that area it’s not nice.

          Notting Hill? I thought it was all posh?

            It’s always a laugh seeing pissed up revellers relieving themselves against the wall of the multi million pound gaffes

            First and only time there, got separated pretty quickly from my friends, but ended up finding the Sancho Panza area and just stayed there. Was ok 90s deep house, but all of a sudden Golden Arm appeared out of the soundsystem about 4pm totally randomly. Followed by that remix of Prodigy-Climbatize. It appeared to be the Bedrock Special Guest unannounced. He finished with Wavy Gravy. Played a few more off his album. Plus some other non beach house prog stuff. To be honest it was a wicked surprise. Those were good days. And the jerk chicken was guuuuud. Moved to Hong Kong shortly after so its sad to hear its lost its charm. Anyway good memories.