Amnesia House - Donnington 14/12/91 - Event Review

This would be my first large scale event that I attended and the night sort of went something like this::

Being from Nottingham the journey to the venue was only about 20/30 mins away. the pre organisation was all sorted, about 15 of us all with tickets, supplies for the night and the mini bus booked.

All started off at our local pub, having a few drinks, spliffs, lines etc. around 10pm the minibus arrived to take us all to the venue. getting in the queue around 10:30pm.  The queue was a fair size but thought it would go down quickly so I dropped a brown bomber in the queue to prepare myself for the entrance that would hopefully blow me away.

45 minutes later and I'm still in the queue and starting to rush quite severely, around 12:30 am we eventually access the rave but not before I've dropped another brown bomber

Oh my god, what the fuck is happening in here I thought with a huge grin and a dropping jaw. lights, lasers, loud music and whole mass of mad ravers inside the largest venue id ever seen. Dance platforms 15ft high, immense production was in full effect. the first tune/dj upon entering the rave was Jumpin Jack Frost and the tune a techno style version of jingle bells. As the second pill started to take effect things really did start getting weird from here on in.  I  remember Rozalla being announced to come on stage and did an amazing live p.a.

Between the Rozalla p.a. and the last 2 sets of Doc Scott and Grooverider all I remember is collapsing after some guy gave me a bottle and said sniff a load of that, so I did and within seconds I was on the deck! but wow what a fucking ruch that was, it wasn't poppers as it smelt nothing like poppers and still to this day don't know what it was but it fuckin rocked. then until Doc Scott came on about 5am I must of proper tranced out by it all as I only remember collapsing.

Doc Scott started with his usual hardcore style and rockin the crowd so I thought about 30mins into his set now would be a good time to drop another brown bomber.

Doc Scott rocked all through his set and pleasing the crowd to the maximum. its now 6am and time for the Grooverider (my fav dj at that time), he kicked off an amazing set with tunes and mixing that was well appreciated by the sounds of the crowd. Things were now really hotting up inside my head and the 3rd pill was really starting to take effect, my legs were not stopping even if he was playing abba but the fact he was playing hardcore left my whole body totally engrossed inside the music.

Loud and Nasty then comes on the mic saying this is the last 1 from the Grooverider (what a fucking noise loud n nasty made! sorry Neville) who's next is going round my brain only for the venue`s lights to be turned on

Oh fuck I thought, here's me still fucked and peaking like a mad man. Ooops.

my mates found me stumblin and mumblin around and fortunately they realised i needed a bit of baby-sitting for a few hours so after getting to the minibus it was back to my mates house to make some smoke signals and generally finish off any supplies that were left over

11am it was opening time at the local so was dragged up there as I was still in no state to go home to face my parents and somehow the lads voted me into the pool competition, needless to say I went out at the first game as I couldn't really see much but the guys had a really good laugh at me playing the local beer monsters and loosing in such an entertaining fashion.

That's 1 of my memories.

Enjoy.

Foo