I'm sick of the how we needed a release from the grim satanic mills. I went because it was cool the music and the fashion was all different to what the mainstream had to offer. It was a feeling of belonging and giving two fingers to the rest of the population who were tucked up in their beds when I was dancing, buzzing and solving the problems of the world. And let's not forget the journey. Hitching lifts, trains and bus. Getting in with a mate who had a car. I got me dad out of bed to take me to birch services so I could get a lift to Wigan. Mad times but great times! Two fingers to your dark times we lit up the night.