Woke up Sunday morning at 10am, though not happy about it. I had been up till around 7 Sat. night. Got dressed and wandered down to the space opener. Had to pay €45 for a ticket. It seems that it’s just about impossible to blag your way into Space this year. The guest list is run off computers, and they have to have your picture saved with your name. Lisa got in with a hand written note from the manager of El Divino, but had to pay €50 to get in when we went back latter in the night. Guess I shouldn’t complain though. It’s the first cover we paid since we got here.

Got in around 1130am, and the Terrace was fairly packed, but not uncomfortable, other then the HUGE fans they have out there that made it just a bit to cold. The DJ, we never did find out who he was, was horrid. I don’t know if he was so fucked up that he though he was doing a good job of mashing tracks together, or he was just a bad DJ.

After being tortured with that for a bit we wandered into the back parking lot to the Djmag tent. Again, we never found out who was spinning, but he was prolly the highlight of the day. Short chubby bald gut playing a killer tech house set. For his second to last track he dropped a new remix of Nirvana’s “Lithium” and the place went nuts.

When he was done around 4pm, and we headed back to the Terrace to chill on the couches and sit in the sun for a bit. At 5pm, I went to check out the main room and walked right into “Murder was the Bass”. Spotted the resident from Pinup, as soon as we were close enough bother of us were screaming, “Who is this guy.” After some running around we found out that it was, Dave Somethingorother (Sounded like Morillo) playing one of the best Techno sets I have heard in a long time.

Around 6ish it started to get extremely crowded, so I went to find Lisa. We decided to head home for a shower, a change of clothes, a quick nap, and some dinner. When we got outside the queue was all the way out to the street, so we picked a good time to leave for a bit.

We ended up getting back in at 11pm, just in time for Morillo to close out the terrace. My only complaint about his set, it he cut the volume, trying to be dramatic a bit to often. Though during Sono’s “Keep Control”, right at the end of a long break where the song was about to kick back in, he cut the sound just in time for a plane to go over. I swear he had to have the record synced to the control tower of the airport. They let Morillo go an hour over, till 1am which was nice, and he closed with Marco V’s “C:\Del *.* Mp3” which was odd.

At 1am, we walked around a bit. Went and sat inside and listened to Digweed for a while. He was playing surprisingly hard and techy. I didn’t even realize it was him to till someone told me.

Carl Cox came on a bit late, around 3:30am, and after that the night consisted of running inside till drenched in sweat, then back out to the terrace to cool off for a few minutes, then back inside.

Decided to head home around 5:45am for a nap before Circo Loco at DC10. Lisa, and Sam (the other girl we live with stayed till the bitter end.

After laying down I decided I wasn’t really in the mood for Timo Mass after a night of techno, and that chances are Circo Loco wasn’t going to be that good early in the morning, since it will be all the crackies from Space who cant go home yet.

Lisa and Sam went to check it out anyway, and they said it was just that. The terrace wasn’t opening till 10am, so they were locked in a dark box. They made it about an hour before heading home. It prolly would have been better if we all went over around 2pm after a fresh crowd came in, and the terrace was open.

Unfortunately, none of us woke up till 7pm, and Sam’s foot was about twice its normal size. So we made what is sure to be the first of many trips to the hospital where we sat till 11pm when the doctor told her not to dance for 12+ hours in heels.

From there we grabbed some McDonalds, a bottle of absinthe, and went home to watch Deep Blue Sea in German. RTL is the only good station we get, Spanish TV is teh sux. " />
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We Love Sundays: Space, Ibiza Opener
by Ekstasis: 05-30-2004


Woke up Sunday morning at 10am, though not happy about it. I had been up till around 7 Sat. night. Got dressed and wandered down to the space opener. Had to pay €45 for a ticket. It seems that it’s just about impossible to blag your way into Space this year. The guest list is run off computers, and they have to have your picture saved with your name. Lisa got in with a hand written note from the manager of El Divino, but had to pay €50 to get in when we went back latter in the night. Guess I shouldn’t complain though. It’s the first cover we paid since we got here.

Got in around 1130am, and the Terrace was fairly packed, but not uncomfortable, other then the HUGE fans they have out there that made it just a bit to cold. The DJ, we never did find out who he was, was horrid. I don’t know if he was so fucked up that he though he was doing a good job of mashing tracks together, or he was just a bad DJ.

After being tortured with that for a bit we wandered into the back parking lot to the Djmag tent. Again, we never found out who was spinning, but he was prolly the highlight of the day. Short chubby bald gut playing a killer tech house set. For his second to last track he dropped a new remix of Nirvana’s “Lithium” and the place went nuts.

When he was done around 4pm, and we headed back to the Terrace to chill on the couches and sit in the sun for a bit. At 5pm, I went to check out the main room and walked right into “Murder was the Bass”. Spotted the resident from Pinup, as soon as we were close enough bother of us were screaming, “Who is this guy.” After some running around we found out that it was, Dave Somethingorother (Sounded like Morillo) playing one of the best Techno sets I have heard in a long time.

Around 6ish it started to get extremely crowded, so I went to find Lisa. We decided to head home for a shower, a change of clothes, a quick nap, and some dinner. When we got outside the queue was all the way out to the street, so we picked a good time to leave for a bit.

We ended up getting back in at 11pm, just in time for Morillo to close out the terrace. My only complaint about his set, it he cut the volume, trying to be dramatic a bit to often. Though during Sono’s “Keep Control”, right at the end of a long break where the song was about to kick back in, he cut the sound just in time for a plane to go over. I swear he had to have the record synced to the control tower of the airport. They let Morillo go an hour over, till 1am which was nice, and he closed with Marco V’s “C:\Del *.* Mp3” which was odd.

At 1am, we walked around a bit. Went and sat inside and listened to Digweed for a while. He was playing surprisingly hard and techy. I didn’t even realize it was him to till someone told me.

Carl Cox came on a bit late, around 3:30am, and after that the night consisted of running inside till drenched in sweat, then back out to the terrace to cool off for a few minutes, then back inside.

Decided to head home around 5:45am for a nap before Circo Loco at DC10. Lisa, and Sam (the other girl we live with stayed till the bitter end.

After laying down I decided I wasn’t really in the mood for Timo Mass after a night of techno, and that chances are Circo Loco wasn’t going to be that good early in the morning, since it will be all the crackies from Space who cant go home yet.

Lisa and Sam went to check it out anyway, and they said it was just that. The terrace wasn’t opening till 10am, so they were locked in a dark box. They made it about an hour before heading home. It prolly would have been better if we all went over around 2pm after a fresh crowd came in, and the terrace was open.

Unfortunately, none of us woke up till 7pm, and Sam’s foot was about twice its normal size. So we made what is sure to be the first of many trips to the hospital where we sat till 11pm when the doctor told her not to dance for 12+ hours in heels.

From there we grabbed some McDonalds, a bottle of absinthe, and went home to watch Deep Blue Sea in German. RTL is the only good station we get, Spanish TV is teh sux.

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