We came, we saw, we sweated.



Whatever your thoughts on Sankeys, July 9th witnessed the club once again as an absolute asylum of techno. This time the order of the day was a chaotic backdrop of pumping fists and peak time contorted faces.

For us, this constitutes a job well done; the unforseen circumstances responsible for abandoning Spektrum were taken in stride as we primed the main basement room for what panned out to be a sweaty seven hour battering.

Andro and Dimitri took us off the mark and turned in a good dose of rumbling futurism to give the basement speakers an early work out, before our own Tom Long and Ed Mackie chipped in and threw it down in anticipation of the arrival of Detroit’s DJ Bone. It had been a long, long time since DJ Bone last graced Manchester, let alone Sankeys, and he showed exactly what we’d been missing as he dispatched a full throttle 90 minute drill of funky and soulful yet driving and relentless 313 techno. This set the tone in stone: not once, for the rest of the entire night, did the pace, energy or atmosphere dip once the man from Detroit had begun setting the place alight.

Sims then took the reigns as Bone’s close was met with riotous applause. A marginally more regular fixture up north, certainly in the UK, but attracts no less as a result, Sims sublimely cut and chopped a period of peak time mayhem; old and new, funky and hard. Across his and Bone’s set, Sankeys’ 1210s haven’t taken a beating like that in years.

Then there was Rush. Everyone had their own idea of what to expect and I think few can say they were right. Tough, percussive, dancefloor fodder, laden with classics and of course the obligatory appearance on the mic to get everyone, ahem, “funked up”. Check the link below for a video of him doing a spot of cheerleading over a Beltram banger..

YouTube - DJ Rush - Funk You Right On Up - Colour Manchester