"I was in South Africa, playing a private party, and I was in an altered state, so I ended up DJ'ing for about eight hours straight. The guy who owned the sound system asked me if he could record the set. I said sure. When I finish, I'm so buzzing I think, 'Fuck, this set is going to be the basis of my next CD!' I'd done all these mixes I'd never done before -- I was completely in the zone.
The guy comes up to me and says, 'Why don't you give me your address and I'll mail you a copy of these Minidiscs?' I said, 'Listen, dude, I'm going to have to take those Minidiscs and send you a copy, because I really need to analyze what I played.' The guy disappears and then comes back in a real huff, handing me discs and saying, 'You said I could record your set and then you took it back, so I've erased them.' But I had seen him writing on the discs as he was recording them, and these were all blank, so I knew he still had them.
I got into a huge row with him, and we got more and more wound up. The decks were right next to the swimming pool, and I just knocked the entire lot over while my partner John Digweed was in the middle of the mix! I smashed everything up and then got in a car and left."
+ a classic quote:
"Strippers absolutely love progressive house. It's very cool. We definitely lucked out there."
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