Friday - Nipped down to Brighton for a charity do for a mates kid. All very civillised, and good fun catching up with old pals.
Saturday - Lovebox - A nice day out, massive revelation that SS was IMO amazing, and completely different to what I remembered it to be
No Bleepy nonsense, no trendy too cool for school/look at me aren't I WhAcKy kids, not too 'Clapham', just good, nay GREAT house music, mostly techy, even a bit of vocal. Eddie Amador - House Music even got an airing.

In fairness we were too busy to stick in one place for any length of time, though for the few hours that we were there, I was VERY impressed, and THEN as if that wasn't good enough, last tune of the night, when most of the tents had packed up (and weren't as good (or loud

!) anyways, was Weak Become Heroes, which is possibly one of the best ecstacy moments ever! Even Christopher Reeve would have had his hands in the air on that one!
After that, and Paul Woolford tearing the arse out of Exit, it's like my whole musical belief system has been shattered
Other highlights - Beardyman 8)8) (human beatbox), The outside of HMD reminding me of Glasto (tho never made it actually inside - too much else on and too much of a q).
Oh, and Blondie






I know she used to be a looker, but seriously, stick to your memories of her, and don't see any footage of her on stage at the weekend!

All I can remember thinking it was like Pat Butcher had nicked all her daughters clothes, and then put her makeup on with tools from the local builders merchants! Still, we caught a few tunes from her, then dived off to Tiga, who was bang on form as usual (if a little quiet!).
Did see a couple of kids get carted off by undercover OB for dealing, so it was good to see a little bit of the Ibiza vibe make it's way over here.
After that popped up to the Cross, which was nicely (i.e. not too!) busy, though production values normally seen at Halo do's gone by was lacking. Still, had a good night, and managed to have the power to resist the Egg and get mysef home8)
Sunday - More of the same, can wholeheartely recomend
Mr Hudson and the Library - next big thing, you heard it here first!

More mooching around, dodgems, Robder, bumping into a few old faces, and got dragged to a bar round the corner for an afterparty that went on til 3ish. Urgh!