Juan Is The Teacher

When I moved back to London, after 3 years at Leeds University, I caught the tail end of the extended Second Summer Of Love. I didn’t know anything about house music, except for the things that had hit the charts – like Steve Hurley’s “Jack Your Body” and Farley’s “Love Can’t Turn Around” – and a hastily acquired comp, “House Hallucinates”, that I’d picked up in an attempt to get up to speed. Inner City’s “Good Life”, Kaos’ “Definition Of Love” and Lisa M’s “Rock To The Beat” were among the first singles I then bought. I was buying “blind”, but promos of these were easy to find in the pound bin of a Croydon store called “101 Records”. I didn’t know where they came from. I didn’t know who was behind them. All I knew was that, when I got them home, I’d heard them everywhere. For the average raver there was no distinction between “House” and “Techno”, Chicago or Detroit at this point. It was simply a tune – “Oh I love this one”, “They played this one last night”, and if you were lucky…

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