This was the biggest proper rave I ever went to. The line up was serious.
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Did anyone else go? Took at least a week to recover, which was bad for me as I was supposed to be producing and doing sound and lights for a play that week. Got the fucking bad shakes on the first night.
It was his dying wish.also i do not like Buck (San Farncisco). why was he allowed 2 perform.
I wd like 2 know more abt the following performers:
- The Cooker (Bristol)
- The Original Producer
- Bongo Massive
- Joe Peng
- Willie Wee
Thank you
weekend was supposed to consist of a double-header in the southwest but you’re too headshot to remember - Universe after work Friday driving straight down in xxxxx’s nissan nightmare, up all day on to a Saturday night in a Herefordshire village called Wormelow not far from Credenhill, Obsession’s club night (?) in a country house seemingly run by Scouse dealers, or Lakota in Bristol as a back up (maybe, headshot too)
Universe was full of casualties but it was a weird one. Messy. The pills were weird and whatever snowballs consisted of wasn’t mdma. Loads of Pete Tong listeners in an ultra mainstream house hellhole all freaking out. Remember looking on at these Doris’s losing it? Kenny Ken on the bill? No idea. Hardcore tent people on 4-5 china whites in all sorts of shapes climbing the walls, heavy heavy casualty list. Spring 93 was last period with any good doves and if you recall a promise fell through so all of our lot ended up wrecked either jaw shivering unable to speak or lying down outside those sweat collecting tents, rarely been as battered. Stayed up all afternoon, your older sister drove and found the Hereford venue the gaff with the stately home. Bouncy dance floor. Shit rig, too many e’s, all hardcore not that the first round were anything like what you might remember doves being like but we swapped a batch with tttttttttt’s mate, proper electric love magic. Venue was oversold, all Universe zoo there, /long list of casualties/ into rapture. Got back to Bromley, how anyone is still alive after snorting unknown mixes of powders easing into bank holiday traffic is absurd. Good times for a pay party, might have been the last for you, you snob. It was chaos, china whites and snowballs would be an interesting lab test and it shows in the music if you listen to Weatherall on Kiss…a transitional year. It got more even more clubby and even more dark with competition for selling leading to more violence, stabbings, xxxx and xxx got done over bad at %%%% if you remember buying bags of brown for comedowns, beginning of the end for a few people starkly.
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Perception 1990 September - Early Rave Flyers
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this was my biggest big rave night c1990 very messy, wore a bumbag
by 93 i was well out of the uk
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was the vibe
Perkins founded a club-night called Trance in Cheltenham in 1988, which he ran successfully for two years booking acts like acid house evangelist Ellis Dee. He teamed up with fellow Cheltenham promoters Chris Griffin and Gideon Dawson to throw Perception on September 1st 1990 at Bletchingdon Park in Oxfordshire, off the back of a license Perkins had for another black-tie event. The line-up included 808 State live, Fabio and Grooverider. Unfortunately for the young team, they weren’t prepared for how to handle the security.
“These security guards had guns in the boot and said, ‘If you don’t give us all the money you’re dead’,” Perkins explains. “I was like, ‘Are you fucking joking? You hired these people and trusted them?’ But we got lucky. We had an amazing line-up and the event itself was fantastic.”