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Shoom, London, May 1988<br />
It seems amazing now that [singer] Sacha Souter wore this straw hat<br />
without those strands blinding half the people around her – most of<br />
whom were surely a bit smitten. What a look! It’s like something out<br />
of Tess of the D’Urbervilles. I only noticed her that morning because<br />
the house lights were switched on around 5am and everything was<br />
illuminated in their fluorescent glare. People danced on, but everybody<br />
was out by 6am, heading off to RIP on Clink Street to carry on.<br />
Shoom, London, April 1988<br />
In a sports studio off Southwark Street, with mirrored walls, strobes,<br />
dry ice and around 300 people squeezed in, [club founder] Danny<br />
Rampling played amazing acid and gospel house like <strong>The</strong> Night<br />
Writers’ Let <strong>The</strong> Music (Use You) and Joe Smooth’s Promised<br />
Land. Amid this maelstrom was [Shoom regular] Andrew Newman,<br />
who treated acid house as an opportunity to dress in style, proudly<br />
sporting a Stephen Sprouse jacket and getting utterly lost in music.<br />
Ku, Ibiza, June 1989<br />
Now called Privilege, this was a superclub<br />
long before British people had dreamt of<br />
such a thing. <strong>The</strong> club held 7,000 and had<br />
an enormous roof, but it was still partially<br />
open-air in 1989. So when a violent electrical<br />
storm blew in at around 4am, most sensible<br />
people – including the likes of Boy George,<br />
Fat Tony, MC Kinky and Adamski – ran for<br />
cover. Fortunately, there were a few Brits<br />
who carried on regardless, dancing in the<br />
downpour as Lil Louis’ orgiastic track French<br />
Kiss throbbed to a climax for the third time<br />
that night. And when we came out into the<br />
sunshine at 7am, there were about five of the<br />
trendy little Suzuki jeeps in the car park, all<br />
full to the brim and looking like warm baths.<br />
34 THE RED BULLETIN