my main hatred of Space wasn't based on musical genres though. It was the venue itself and the retards in there. The one room I DID briefly like at Space "EL Salon" wasn't playing detroit OR deep house, it was actually more balearic/disco for the 30mins of the night I did enjoy - but the sound police had determined that the sound would be set so low as to be meaningless - and the poor DJ on after Alfredo just shrugged sympathetically when we asked him to turn it up. Probably fearful he would carted off to the local guardia civil detention centre otherwise..
but the guy after HIM, Novy? decided it would be a really good idea to play a load of euro kak, and so we were subjected to seminal moments like snap - rhythm is a dancer, which a hen party from West London (one of whom knew someone from my a-level days at the same college ) decided to sing along to IN ITS ENTIRETY in their most raucous voices. The best bit was when one of the girls said to me "this is my favourite room - it's all happy house here, tunes you can sing along to, yer know", and with that, my brief fondness for El Salon died...
Tom Novy is the biggest pile of **** going at We Love....
Turd.