I love music, you love music, everyone loves music. Music feeds the soul, dance expresses our essence.
Let's get back to basics here. Ipods have personalised music. Nightclubs have commercialised dance. That is why we turn up our mobile sound system and make sure our parties are always about the dancing. It all started last Autumn when we were rolling round Dublin town playing some all time classics, from Hip Hop to House, Acid Techno to Alt Rock, and we could see the joy that music, when played at a reasonable volume, will bring joy to the masses.
Our first rave in Dame Lane was an experience of a lifetime. Like minded people came together, we said screw you to convention and left our troubles behind as we jammed into that 1metre wide alleyway to dance like it was 1989. Yes it was dance music, but everyone sang along all the same, 'BOOM BOOM BOOM, let me hear you say wayo – WAYO!'
Spilling out of that tiny alleyway into a cold November's evening at 6pm, people sweating and happy with endorphins flowing from the shared experience of nostalgia and just basic good craic, we knew that this was something we not only wanted to do, but needed to do.
Everywhere we go we try and make a party. The rules are simple, if you are not dancing get off the dance floor. It's important to us to make those parties happen in unusual places, or at unusual times. Generally they are in alleyways at around 5.30pm, what a way to wind down at the end of a hard working day, this is your time now, shirk your responsibilities and dance. Other highlights have been the Ladies toilet in the Brandon Hotel, a wheelchair accessible portaloo, and recently more notably the site of Sir Henry's Cork.
I pass the site of Sir Henry's most mornings, and like many people growing up in Cork during the 90's this club had a huge impact on me. I have a scar on my hand from being too drunk celebrating my Junior Cert results. I was arrested there. I made friends there. I learnt how to dance there. In 2003 it was sold, knocked down and a viking site was discovered, so an archealogical dig began. During this period the finanical crash happened and now the site, along with so many other city landmark shops are belong to NAMA.
People might say it was a political statement to break onto the NAMA site, well I say no, all we wanted to do was remind people that dance can change the world, music is only the soundtrack. Over 300 people descended on the site, which was kept secret until the last minute, and for 60 minutes we partied, remembering why dance is a fulfilling, liberating and bonding activity. Old people, young people, people who had been to Henry's, people who had never even heard of Henry's, foreign people, drunk people, sober people, norries, poofs, goths, ravers, rockers, were all there, and for 60 minutes we did not have a label, we were just people, together, dancing.