The first time I went to an all night rave was in 2001 in Kings Cross. Back then you just walked up to the doors, had a bag search, and then off you went. Last week I went back to Fabric which recently re-opened after having its licence revoked and yep: times have most definitely changed.
Apparently, getting a few thousand people to stand and listen to some insanely good live music without also chatting to their mates at the same time is a nigh-impossible pipe dream. But if anyone’s going to do it, James Blake will.
It’s really important that we don’t let London’s nightclubs disappear. I look back on a youth spent raving to loud music in a Kings Cross goods yard in an attempt to explain why.
I keep getting asked for book recommendations. So here’s a list of good books I’ve read recently to keep you occupied on your miserable commute to work.
I recently got back from a trip to Japan. And over the 11 days I was there, I realised that most Japanese cities I went to have their shit together in a way that London categorically does not. So here are the ways in which London could, quite frankly, try a lot harder.