Christ...
So many stories, but the one that stands out in my mind was at a drum n bass night at Bristol Academy - went up with a few mates and got very drunk and had a few pills, all seemed fine until we realised my mate was missing, we assumed he'd pulled and carried on dancing away - then I went to the bar at about 4am, where a bouncer shouted at me to fuck off and get out of the way, pointing at the ceiling overhead. It was fucked. It looked like the (huge) balcony was about to buckle and kill about 700 people - Cool! As the balcony had been bouncing up and down all night I assumed that Mampi Swift had played such a hard set that he'd damaged the building. The entire top half of the club (which has a capacity of over 2000) got evacuated, and people started talking about some bloke who'd climbed into the ceiling - we jokingly said 'what if it's Lewis?' hmmm, little did we know!

Turns out Lewis had somehow managed to climb through an air vent or something, jump 5ft down onto a thin polystyrene floor and fall asleep until 4am, when he woke up in complete darkness, didn't even remember entering the club and thought he was in the top of the bus we'd come up from Exeter in. He stood up and nearly fell through the floor, which is about the same point that the bouncer was shouting at me. he somehow managed to climb out into the ladies toilets - covered in dust and general shit, where the club manager saw him, took him to her office and called the police. They're still trying to chase him up for £900 worth of structural damage...

It was an interesting night to say the least.
( Damien's Hearse, Sun 18 Dec 2005, 19:54, Reply)