The year was 1989, a time when the world was experiencing a musical revolution that would shape the future of electronic dance music. Acid house had erupted onto the scene, and its pulsating beats and mind-bending synths were captivating the hearts and souls of young music enthusiasts worldwide. This was a trans-formative period when I was quite young and tender, and seduced by songs that sang about Ecstasy. Plaza's "YO YO," does this, counts, and has an unforgettable bass line that still resonates with me to this day. It was a typical evening in Manchester, the city where musical innovation often found its home. Acid Alan, my father, was known through many decades as he spanned them looking for tunes, and he still is. At the time he had an uncanny knack for discovering hidden Acid House, Belgium, New Beat and just rare audio jewels. On this particular night, he was set to spin the turntables at a wedding reception held in a large hotel along the A6 road near Heaton Moo