I don’t know what to think of that. I used to go there quite allot, some of my best memories are there, it feels like when you move out of the house you grew up in or something.
It’s not like when Gatecrasher @ Republic turned into Gatecrasher One – which incidentally I had high hopes for – then I saw the sorts of events of events they were putting on. That felt like somebody killed my dog.
Some people are laying flowers on Saturday. It’s almost excessive but I can really see it, Gatecrasher had such a massive effect on people’s lives. This is the thing with trance people that you don’t get anywhere – the camaraderie and the instant acceptance of anybody that wants to join in, and the love for the place and each other – there’s really nothing like it. It’s actually a Trance/Progressive thing, but you saw it more than anywhere else at Gatecrasher, it was almost a family thing.
Gatecrasher-that-was people were music connoisseurs, DJ’s tried out new stuff, Gatecrasher @ Republic was the front line. I hope, nay, I know the DJ’s loved it as much as we did. The friendship you felt with the people that went, the DJ’s, even the staff was so amazing, it’s not normal to be in a club where the people that work there love what they do so much, it’s usually students who need cash and could care less.
Then that ended in 2003 or whenever it was. I mean seriously, I find the very idea of Tim Westwood @ Gatecrasher One pretty.. Insulting? .. Obscure?
No, we should have done the flower thing back then, looking at the Facebook discussion on the subject, at least one person agrees
There’s a thread on Facebook about people’s best Gatecrasher memories and I posted mine.
It’s basically this:
Saturday November 4th 2000 – was basically Bonfire Night because the 5th was a Sunday. We’d been to local clubs the 2 nights before, so we were pretty pumped up and I was ready to do some serious bouncing. 8 of us had got a van-taxi-thing to do the ~40 mile drive, we were having a good laugh, chatting, listening to the music provided by us to the driver, and watching the fireworks.
We’d actually pre-ordered our tickets to get to the side entrance where the ‘shorter’ queues are, but my mate who ordered them hadn’t received them and had been told that they would be with the ticket people there. Well, they weren’t – lesson learned, don’t use Ticketmaster.
So we had to go in the ‘normal’ queue, not too much of a problem except to say that we had to pay twice.
The first thing you noticed in Gatecrasher back then was all the Gatecrasher logos in silver hanging from the ceiling, looked very cool, then a few seconds later the sheer volume of what is playing. IIRC at that point i think Gatecrasher had the most powerful permanent sound system in the world. Fibre channel everywhere, amps hanging from every strut, lol.
We moved round to the main dance floor in front of which Scott Bond was playing his set at this point, we danced for a bit.
By the time Matt Hardwick started his shift we were well into dancing and whatnot. I don’t think I was prepared for how amazing Matt’s set was, I mean it was really good. You might not understand the very concept but let me put it this way, Matt Hardwick was relatively unknown at this point, but you knew he was going on to bigger things.
Sander Klienenberg was up next, I’d never heard him play before, I think he may have topped Matt Hardwick with his set. About half way through that (which must have been 2am or something) I moved round and took up residence around the entrance on the balconies overlooking it. I’d probably noticed at this point that Cygnus X – Superstring had been playing allot. I don’t know if the DJ’s that played there made a conscious decision to make it the theme of the night, but in there it sounded absolutely amazing.
That was a tradition kept up by Judge Jules when he went on (which I didn’t even know had happened at the time – I was over the other end of the building near the toilets). Let me say that if you’ve not heard Judge Jules live around the time he was the #1 DJ in the world you missed out big time, he was simply sublime. By 4am I’d took up residence on the walkway that leads up to the little mini-club at the top there, which my memory is so bad I can’t remember it’s name. I needed space and had found it. Later I pushed down to the area in front of the cigarette machine, there was hardly anybody round there and acres of space. I don’t recall what JJ played to finish the night at 6am but it was something mainstream, commercial, actually allot of fun to hear.
We we’re dead and I got back to Lincoln when my dad was going to work “Where have you been?” .. “Just out”. Little did he know (little he could comprehend) the amazing night I’d had and more so the amazing people I’d met.
Happy days.
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