Last orders at the bar, please

hello testpressers, vest-pressers, the unironed, the creased, the crumpled, the crisp and the soggy. i likely know half of you from djhistory: the functional acid house lifers.

30 years, man and boy, at the coalface of house (without any actual work, or heavy lifting, obviously).

i wouldn’t reply to this message, or even read it, to be fair. so don’t bother. I very much look forward to watching this place grow. best of luck.

So, let’s have your glasses, lads and lasses. last orders well gone, well gone now.

get home and no loitering unless you’re skinning up.

peace x