When life hands you lemons, make Acid.
A wander into thee tribal psychedelic fold.
In 1995, trance softened and started to really get epic and beautiful. Platipus, Harthouse, Rising High and other labels were making a melodic symphony out of what had initially been a relatively staid and simple genre.
Classic laid back and beautiful house & techno sounds.
The deep end of the pool.
Thee light at thee end ov thee tunnel? For the moment.
A dark mindtrip for dark times.
Pretty much the angriest music you could find in 1994.
At the end of 1994, all that intensity took it’s emotional toll.
A classic party set filled with happiness. This is, to some extent, where it began. Learning how to bring all of these ecstatic sounds together into something that told a story, brought beauty forward, and raised emotions. And once I started, I could never stop.