The lights came on, the decks wound down, and the music stopped.
"Stay exactly where you are. Don't move" a woman copper shouted over the DJ microphone.
"This is my territory, be on your way" retorted a defiant raver, resonating a familiar sample used in Platform One's 1991 techno track, "Private Terrain".
There must have been fifty dibble in the place, with more spilling in and another fifty waiting downstairs we later discovered. After a rigorous body search, our names were checked on previously set up computers then we were strong-armed through the big glass doors, out on to the street amongst the riot vans and horses.
The result of months of undercover operations had finally peaked. Hull nightclub Juliet's was being raided, and for a young lad from one of the city's many council estates, it was the end of a life changing chapter in his utopian dream.
This collection attempts to trace my steps before and after the infamous night on Thursday 21st November 1991, celebrate the era, and acknowledge all who experiences peace, love, unity and respect on hundreds of England's dance floors.
"I feel lucky to have been at the conception and birth all the way to delivery of this amazing scene. I have the best memories and it saddens me that the youth of today can never know how amazing it truly was, love & bass."
"The early days of 88, 89 were innovative and fresh. It was an amazing experience for a lot of people."
Evil Eddie Richards
"For me I was, and still am, always thinking how am I gonne get these mutha fuckers dancing without compromising the newest and freshest sounds at the same time basically, take everyone for a ride?"
"They were special times, the halcyon days of early acid house. It was the start of a cultural phenomenon, one of the biggest in modern times. I feel so lucky to have been there in the eye of the storm. We thought we could change the world, and we did to a certain extent. Memories that I will treasure forever."