Fantazia - Into the Wonderland - 30/09/06 - Review 3

Its Friday the night before what is going to be one of the best nights of my life. I get my ticket from my mental mate Joe "the mad man" Meffan who obtained them from the one and only DJ Detonator.

We arrive at our destination - Braehead - Minding everyone to check they have their tickets and Jumping out the taxi sporting a couple of rave pellets in one hand a couple of cans in another. pellets are consumed ready to be followed by some cold alcoholic beverage only to be nabbed by might I add by two sexy WPCs,  we'll be taking those cans boys thanks feel free to swallow... damn it.  I run to the queue in search of fluid......

15 minutes later I slip my hand in my back pocket for disaster to strike , I've only left my ticket in the taxi !!  One quick phone call to the driver and the promise to exchange a ten quid note for him to come back, after a nerving wait he shows up,  a quick jog to the front where I'm being waited on and I'm in, through the gates and lined up to find a dog sniffing my crotch and some very suspicious police officers scoping everyone, on yous go I hear I'm thinking hmmmm that's a good tune,   I hear only to find its coming from the fun fair rides , I instantly hit cloud 9 , a quick phone call decides we all meet at the toilets, go for some drink tokens and head for the main arena, getting caught up by people we know and people we don't at the bar we have a laugh and down the drinks and stumble across Meechy who's a little worse for wear the only thing that gives away he's still alive is he's warm.  

After sorting him out we eventually reach the doors to the main arena we enter to find SL2 playing and make our way up the stairs to the seated area to have a gander at the whole arena from up high .. what a sight the view the music and the people instantly lift me and my merry crew and turn the seats into a rave aisle a quick round of the infamous poppers is followed by the words of wisdom from Joe see that speaker in the corner up front ... that's our destination. We get talking to a few girls and eventually make our way down the slightly dangerous stairs into the arena , bouncing through a sea of mad for it ravers to the bangin sounds of Mallorca Lee we get to our destination to find another 20 odd people from our area going mad as Ramirez comes on to pleasure our ears.... things get a little blurred for the next couple of sets and eventually come back to earth for Scott Brown Ahhhhhhhhh Its a Fcukin RAAAVVVVVEEEEE I scream in my mates face we erupt and the body moves in a way not known to be possible the wonderful chanting of here we here we here we fuckin go surrounds us , this is what its all about.

QFX come on as we decide to leave for the toilets and a few small beverages , reaching the toilets and the old I'm not gonna work bladder kicks in ... some say bad we say good at least we don't need to leave the arena again on the way back we stock up with water and talk to numerous people , chanting do you love your hardcore in there face , spotting a fellow don't stay in member spotter I manage to pose for a few pics and head off for Dye Witness , the whole journey back to our spot up front Joe and Dougster are pestered by my repeating "no way was i going to give this up for the Arches, why didn't you slap me"

I love Dye Witness I'm hoping they play Masterplan one of the all time greats , however I'm slightly disappointed to find their set is the exact same as a disc of them from Carling Academy that I have in my car ... however they are let off for this as they are banging .... BANG I hit the floor cramp sets in on the leg gotta sit down for 5 this cant happen a quick rest I'm back on the toes bouncing with my wee brother shouting inspirational words at each other ... amazing ... the top comes off now I'm raving to the max everywhere you look light sticks , bright outfits , lasers , strobes woahhhh a girl keeps sticking this horn in my face which gets blown to the max , good for atmosphere bad for lungs.

Neophyte grace the stage I've been wanting to see them for a long time I shout the words its not fuckin hard enough only to have to eat my words 5 minutes later as Neophyte give a damn good attempt at making my ears bleed , I find Joe we go on a mission as the speaker on the left seems to have broken down a little we search for louder deeper banging bass lines , we meet a group of lads sporting Lacoste tracksuits and have a quality conversation with them , we all shake hands have a lil bounce exchange the words love your hardcore and move on.   We head back in Joe stops in amazement stares at the stage Elstak is coming on .... YESSSSSSSSSSSSS here we go ... we have been waiting for a DJ to frighten us all night and this is the man to do it , we tactically manoeuvre our way into the middle of a group of scantily clad females , this is what's its all about, Elstak gives a great attempt to break us but we return the rants of harder we get looked at as if we are not right in the head from some people , maybe they're onto something there!! Its almost time the end is nearing , we don't want this to end its not right our world is starting to collapse why does it have to end.

The lights are up the Arena is emptying however the buzz is still there everyone is going on about how amazing it was. 

By It-aint-hard-enuf