Amnesia

The first time i went here was in the summer of 1989 when I was 17. Some friends had told me about it from a visit the previous summer and it lived up to my expectations.

The entry fee was high and the drinks higher still, you got one free drink on entry and i think i could only afford one more, they were both what they called Coco Loco’s – we were convinced they contained mescaline.

The night we went was the famous form party. On the dance floor the foam came up to your shoulders, it was madness and i’d never witnessed anything like it. There were very few brits, just loads of rich spanish and italians and it made the place seem very exotic – in fact at that time it certainly was the most exotic place i’d been to.

The sun rose in the morning and shone in on the dance floor, i remember one of the last records being played was 808 States Cubic a big favourite of mine at the time, i went mental.