Never been able to be objective about it, as it will always be where we grew up, but it the very early 90s it was the most exiciting, dangerous and welcoming place we could ever imagine. Cash to the bouncers to get in through the fire exit, thinking tear gas being set off by hooligans enhanced 'refreshments'. The change in the crowd and music over the summer of '91, a lot of it being the same people who changed, as opposed to there actually being different people in there.
I remember East Side Beat 'Ride Like The Wind' as crossing the divide from people boozing and pulling to people dancing and pilling. It would be signal the shift in the evening and I remember it one night, probably the last where a voice on a mic wasn't an MC, with the DJ pointing out a bloke getting a girl's phone number.