The big history is made from thousands of small memories. Use this room for first-hand stories from raves, journeys, queues, venues, pirate radio, record shops, after-parties and the moments nobody thought to write down at the time.
A memory does not need to be an essay. Sometimes one tiny detail brings a whole night back.
Kick things off: what is the first rave memory that still comes straight back when you hear the right tune?