Also years later here, I want to echo the same appreciation as others have for uploading this. It was absolutely fascinating and I would probably not have had any other way to see it.
Last Night a DJ Saved My Life... The book I am reading right now is talking about the early years of Hip Hop and nthese guys have really turned me on to some tunes that sit in my record collection forgotten... Till now, but unfortunatelly the neighbours would complain!
Kinda wild how hip hop documentaries dating from 60 minutes interviews with Kurtis Blow in the ‘70s/80s etc are all dashed by a film created by a dude from Michigan in 2024😂😂😂
Damn, definitely the HOOD and I thought that growing up in Wilson & Elizabeth Kandace project homes back in Columbus, Georgia was BAD enough when I was coming up back in the early 80's and the South have NOTHING on Y'all when it comes to survival, SMH......
Turns out it was all just a trap…. like punk before it, and the hippy movement before that, even rock’n roll itself - the machine swallows it whole and sells us back a fake version to sell us other consumer products, like cars and holidays !There is no rebellion, just social programming and distraction ….. soz for being a downer, I fell for it same as everyone else . Aciiid! 😋
Nothing like taking ecstasy and having a completely mind blowing experience not even because of the music but because of how soft your hair feels, you’re in awe and have a complete conversation with it telling it how you love it and how soft and beautiful it is it’s an affair with your hair😂
Pathetic... I had always the most fun without any foreign subtances consumed... sad really, people thinking they have to use some in order to have fun, which is bs.
who hell EVER brought sandwiches/food to a rave back in 89/90/91, dont think so!!!! maybe a bag of pills/rizla/water and chewing gum but defo no sandwiches
at my age the only bad thing about documentaries from 2004 is how after the black & white pre 1966 eras , the colourful & urban grime of the 1970s , economic upheaval in the 1980s, retro optimistic 1990s you feel you’re now up to date at the oh so clear & digital 00s. then the hideous realisation that was 20 years ago…🐢
I’ve always loved female vocal mellow folk music or singer songwriters but never actually bought anything recorded beyond one blast of everything which was available in Virgin Portsmouth 10 years ago by Nick Drake (whom I’d first heard playing in the home of the older folk we raggamuffin spiky tops bought our pot from in the early 1990s… plus I’d heard my nippers’ playing the girl whom did the Frankie Goes To Hollywood tune for the supermarket 10 years ago , & now realise I’d bought All About Eve & Suzanne Vega albums in the 1980s & love the folksy stuff Phil Collins did on Anthony Phillips & Steve Hackett albums but this was it until … last August Spotify inspired me from ignorance when it played music by Anne Briggs & Vashty Bunyan & i can’t stop playing The Time Has Come . Annes’ songs or music on this does it for me & i have to learn & hear as much of her there is. Thanks for uploading this so that oiks like me & my dog can hear more of what’s occurred 😁👍❤️🐢🐀
One of the purpose was to get in the groove and through dancing, the sound, the beat and the vibes to reach an estatic state of trance and that was feasible without taking any drug.
'And there was another souvenir brought back by holidaying Brits' Plays tune made in a flat in Hulme Crescents. I was in the room when Gerald made the tune. The only time he'd seen Eye-Beetha was a poster in the window of Thomas Cook.
That girl on the stage in black with the 🎤 mic is very sexy and beautiful Love the way she starts this gem of a tune off,, No need for all the fancy gear DJs use these days this crew is outstanding with their old stuff piano was so good and I miss all these good time’s I loved my house dance music it was raw and so beautiful Love the rave’s back in 90s and I hope to go to a good nightclub soon and get a few disco biscuits before I go anywhere because I hate walking around asking people because you don’t know who you’re talking to and if you don’t get it ruins your night out
