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BareNecessities
It’s 2004, I’m at a Melting Pot night in Glasgow, completely off my chops. I turn around and this young lady is looking straight at me and asks me my name, her confidence is frightening. I can barely hear what she’s saying, she has a strange foreign accent… and that’s when I heard it. An absolute stonker techno tune, the beat is absolutely pounding. There’s this insane sound that send the hairs on my arms on end. A sort of 90’s rave sound. I can see my mates head bouncing in the crowd, every fibre of me is drawn to the dance floor. What is this filthy beat? I need to know. I ask my new foreign pal to come for a wee dance, she looks bewildered and says I should come find her later and walks away. I turn around and lock eyes with my mate on the dance floor, his arms out wide like a Techno Jesus. Is it gods techno?
I found strange foreign accent lady and we got married many year later.
To this day I still haven’t found the tune though. One of the Melting Pot dj’s works for a Glasgow HiFi shop and I accidentally bumped into him in the shop and tried to describe the song to him. He clearly couldn’t get away from me fast enough.
Can’t remember where I was going with all this now really. But one day I’ll hear the tune again and I’ll find this fucking bike.