"Aciee-ed! Aciee-ed!" squealed the vocals, "Boing-boinga-boing"
went the bass-synth.
Throughout 1987 ecstasy-fuelled clubbers made silly shapes with
their arms, grinned a lot, wore Smiley badges, and made DJ Dave
Pearce a very rich man.
The craze lasted until the end of the decade, when it was replaced
by new genres of dance music with equally stupid names - welcome
to Deep Dish, Detroit Techno, Hardcore, Handbag and the Madchester
Scene.
Dave
Pearce Defends Acid House
