A.
DMC’s Tony Prince interviewing Buzz Aldrin. I don’t know, one minute Janet Jackson and Public Enemy, the next some guy who popped into space in a rocket…
B.
Balearic hedonism with Tiesto over at Privilige on Monday. Is there no stopping this guy?
C.
Cardiff mayhem down at Liquid with Eddie Haliwell and Nic Fanciulli. Big up promoter Henry Blunt for another taffy spesh. Better than Madonna at The Cardiff Millenium Stadium, leave the guitar at home you old bessy…
D.
Defected’s new album hitting the stores. Well it gives the girls something to listen to whilst we hit the Playstation off our knackers…
E.
The Eastern Electrics Festival in a car park in London. An outdoor DC10 style courtyard, two large indoor archways and no neighbours that enabled us to crank it right up until dawn. And then onto some right dodgy flat party which was unforgivable. Especially the curtains.
F.
The Fratellis at the Reading Festival. For someone who we thought were shit, blimey what a show…
G.
The Garden Party at The Masons in London. Matthew B and Wandy – can I have my ears back please?
H.
My fucking neighbour Mary finally getting her hedge cut on Sunday. So that’s what the world looks like out there…
I.
The ‘If…U Want It’s’ circus party at Bushwackers in Birmingham with their 1am opening time complete with bearded ladies. No need, but every need with a beautiful crowd! Apart from ol’ whiskers face…
J.
Jammer and Badness taking to the streets of London to promote their new track with Silverlink called ‘The Message Is Love’ with a megaphone causing absolute carnage. How much did it tickle Westwood?
K.
The Killers at Leeds. Oh okay, that would have been one of the live shows of the year then alongside Kasabian up at Creamfields. What a way to close a show!
L.
Lasermagnetic’s Carnival Disco cocktails. Right, where did I put my head?
M.
Mica Paris at The Proud Gallery in London. You’ve still so got it girl!
N.
The Notting Hill Carnival. A truly unique event that just sticks two fingers up at rival events around the globe. Justin Robertson, your reggae set at The Paradise had me tingling pal…
O.
Oakenfold down at The Ministry. Geezer, even with the eyeliner on, you still bashed it out…
P.
The Pelican courtesy of the Black Rabbit devils. The Filthy Dukes and an embarrassing roadside puke just about sums it up…
Q.
The Queens public house in Primrose Hill. More pop stars propping up the bar this weekend than Top Of The Pops at Crimbo…
R.
Rotterdam’s ‘We Love 80s’ boat cruise. Fuck knows what the normal passengers made of that crazy looniness. Get ready for Winkel Van Sinkel on September 6th – I’m going just for the sticker on my suitcase…
S.
The SW4 and Get Loaded festivals – you simply rocked the park again. Game over and a slap on the back for the best promoters in London.
T.
‘To The Manor Born’ up in Middlesbrough with Todd Terry. House music all night long, house music all night long…
U.
Jonathan Ulysses at ‘We Love’ in Ibiza on Sunday. For an old fogey, you are still everything that epitimises the best of Ibiza…
V.
The vanity mirrors inside the cool Podpad’s at Creamfields. Right, we all know what these are going to be used for then…
W.
The Westcliff’s Roger Sanchez pre-party down in Bournemouth. Girls, please put some clothes on you’re shocking the locals…
X.
Planet X in Liverpool. How the hell did I end up there after Creamfields???
Y.
Yousef. You are one mad motherfucker and your Bank Holiday music was tip top.
Z.
Zzzzzzzzzzzz ’til next weekend then…
