UK first press 1994. Record plays with a light crackle in places.
Truth in advertising - it’s a monster. Proper rowdy mid-90s UK hardcore with breaks going off like fireworks, silly samples, and basslines that sound like they’re being played through a Hoover on fire. Not clever, not subtle, just pure rave bedlam. The sort of record that makes you spill your bottle of MD 20/20 before you’ve even made it onto the dancefloor.
FFO: DJ Sy’s messier cousins, early Slipmatt chaos, Kniteforce if they’d lost the plot, and anyone who still owns a pair of glow-in-the-dark whistle chains.
