It's summer so I need to pick a summer tune... obviously.
I had to pick this. It's amazing. One of my favourite balearic tracks ever. Barking but brilliant. It reminds me of summer 1990. Italy were hosts of the World Cup, Madchester was at it's maddest, acid house was 2 years old and clubland was really getting interesting.
One of the best clubnight's the city ever had was Spice. It was like clubland's version of the Pistols playing the Free Trade Hall. Everyone claims to have been there but we never had more than 50 people in. I know because I was on the door checking memberships and clicking the clicker. The thing about Spice was that of the 50 people in there half of them went on to big things. The 2 geeky students that went on to be The Chemical Brothers, 'that kid called Sacha' and Andrew Weatherall to name a few.
Justin Robertson and Greg Fenton we residents playing everything from reggae to Taja Sevelle, to Sting, to Boys Own to this. And this was the highlight of the night. Hard to imagine now, but yes, this had the Sunday night revellers going nuts. Great club, great track, good times.