Downstairs in the "PURE ROOM"( the main big room of the club ) as its known around here, I was greeted by an array of sounds, colours and sights. It was like being at one of those Spanish styled, holiday night clubs. Know what I mean ? As I looked up at one corner of the main stage of the nightclub. I noticed BONGO TED was going hell for leather at his BONGOS. He was trying to keep up with a ever changing HOUSE beat that was at this moment in time, incorporating JAZZ rhythms within its makeup. If I could remember rightly Pete Wardman was the Dj at the time.

Suddenly, the pulse of the moment changed when everybodies favourite hit the air. The recent top 5 chart hit called "Disco Revenge" was now being played. The blokes who were sporting a range of hair styles such as Ponytails, Dreadlocks and Crewcuts; and were either dressed in the now customary Disco uniform of Baggy to loose fitting pullovers or GINGHAM button down shirts, Black Levi jeans and PUMA STATES or NIKE BRUINS, decided that posing was out for the moment, and was it was cool too let loose.

The girls who had taken control of all the box shaped podiums within the club went even further. Dressed like they had just come back from IBIZA ( Crop tops, Bikini style bras, Skin tight Pedal pushers style trousers and the girls customary disco uniform - the baby doll style dress ), gave the fellas a treat by continually lifting up their dresses, to gain further attention. As if they needed any in the first place. Waving their arms, and weaving their bodies in unison to the songs, I thought for a moment I had been transported to BILLION DOLLAR BABES nightclub in LONDON,ENGLAND. After about 20 minutes witnessing the sights and sounds within the PURE ROOM, I decided it was time to make my way through the maddening crowd and take a look what was happening upstairs.

The Garage Hut as its known, had a more hectic and frenzied atmosphere. Being considerably smaller in size, the place was packed. Trying to get to the bar, was like everybody running for the life rafts after the Captain has announced, "abandon ship, Women and children first". I decided to wait, and take in once again the shapes and sounds that where happening all around me.

The DJ I found out that was playing at that moment was a local, up and coming talent known as Matty B. Basically he was a warm up DJ, who was keeping the decks in sync for MR. Paul Anderson. However, he played a creditable set, and to be honest, for an hour I liked his approach, in which he started to move into a dub style ( dark garage) that is proving popular with the crowds at present. Every now and again, he manange to get the crowd moving, with a few whistles from the happy, but yet demanding punters.

Then he arrived. A bit late mind you. He was supposed to have started at 12 O'clock. It was now going on for12:30Pm. AsMatty B who was now in the throes of playing his last remaining tunes.

Trouble in the meanwhile was frantically arranging his vinyl selection with the aid of his box carriers, and his girlfriend at the back of the dj area. Unknown to him however, he failed to realise that a small group of punters had now gathered round the dj booth. This at first took Matty B by surprise, and subsequently made him conscious of what he was doing.

Tempers got a bit frayed, as Matty B was stating that the punters were distracting him, and jogging the DJ DECKS. But before the Penguin dressed bouncers could get in on the act , and deliver their own style of distraction. It was explained to him and them, that they had come to get a better view of the main man himself; PAUL "TROUBLE" ANDERSON, and with that he waved away the extra muscle that had seemed to appear from no where.

Noticing this, I moved in with this ever increasing group that had gathered. Now there was going to be Trouble on the decks. Dressed in what I can best be describe as a pirate uniform. A bandana, medium sized ear rings, baggy tee shirt, black training bottoms and Nike Bruins trainers, Trouble played his first track. It was called, "Catacombs" by KRIMP on Strictly Rhythm records.

The song brought about a immediate, positive reaction. Huge shouts, whistles and cheers could be heard as the melody of the song was eventually recognised after a few moments of just listening to a sparse, skippy house beat. Even posers on the sides of the dance floor were moving. Sod street credibility. This was a tune.

It seemed that "TROUBLE" was what the crowd wanted, and only after a few minutes, they were getting it. He continue on this path of playing just vocal garage tunes for the next 30 minutes. Intermingling it with an occasional DUB number. Looking around me and away from the revolving technics turntable, it seemed as if the girls had taken control of the dance floor. Swirling Baby doll night dresses were continually rising up as they gave it their all.Trouble knew now that he had the crowd in his palm of his hand.

The so called clued up punters who were still gathered around the dj booth were eventually found out to be either DJs, or aspiring djs. Every track that was now being played you could tell from their expression on their faces, and Troubles wry smile, that they ( myself included ) were making mental notes of the tracks.PHILIP RAMIREZ " SEE THE LIGHT " to " LIFT UP " by JAMES HOWARD and CHARLES DOCKINS, M&S PROJECT: feat The Girl next Door called "JUSTIFY" were just a few that I can remember.

Enough was enough for the time being, and with that I made my way down stairs to try and experience something different in the way of music for that night. I decided to venture into the Eclipse Room . There I was confronted by a huge banner stating Funky House" . The that had reached in that short spell of time that I was in there was very UK in sounding. A cross between Hardcore, and Funky House is the best way I can describle it. The tempo I can say was much faster, and the feel of the music reminds of the sounds the were fashionable then via the pre Jungle-Drum and Bass days ( if you can remember as far back as then ). However, I must confess that after about ten minutes of this I was iching to get back to the sounds of "TROUBLE".

With nothing else to hold my attention, apart from the girlies. I decided to make my way back up to Garage Hut and take my place, if I could, amoungst the DJ papparazzi, at the DJ booth.

Anderson decided that he had played enough girlie type, garage songs for now, it was time for "TROUBLE" to be unleashed on the dancefloor. It was dub time. And with that he reached down into his scruffy looking, record boxes and pulled out two white label releases just for starters. Stamped with a official looking, American import seal.

The looks on the faces from the DJ papparazzi, turned from ecstasy, to despair. Trouble smiled. He knew that he had bamboozled them. These were specially made dubs just for him, and to make matters worse they came straight from the states. Nice and bassy, yet they had that mellow, ambient jazz feature about them, that just made you want to dance. Surprisingly, the girls didn't retreat. In fact, they were beckoning their boyfriends to join them on the dance floor.

Water sharing, smiles, hugs and perspiration were all in evidence now. Occasionally even "Trouble" freed himself of the restrains of the microphone and headphones and dropped a few "JAZZ" moves himself.

News got around that TROUBLE was cooking. I quite liked the technique that he had of extending the mix by getting out 5 different mixes of the same song and blending them in and out of each other quite easily.
For the last 20 minutes of his set, you had to stand in the space you had created for yourself. Not unless you wanted to be smelling of Budweiser, Moleston dry, Becks or any other of the designer bottle beers that were being carelessly branded around. Arms were walling about like helicopter blades. Bodies of both sexes seemed like they were in complete syncopation with each other. Girls being held by their boyfriends from behind still found time to move rhythmical with each other, in time with the music. It was good being here at this present moment in time. Everybody seemed so friendly, so relaxed and every thing was buzzing

Then unexpectandly, that was it. He played his last tune. Packed up his stuff and left. It seemed so mush of a anti climax.

However, I managed to get into some kind of conversation with him, adding how much I loved his set and so forth and so forth, ahead of the pack of wolves behind me. I even managed to get his address and phone number.
I felt abit flat for a moment, he had managed to alivate his crowd up to such a high, then he was making his way home......

But we needn't have worried, because I say this and I'll say it again. Jon Jules is one for the future. His style is one that we all look out for here at Hollywoods nightclub in Ipswich, Suffolk, England and it is a shame that his treated with a bit more respected.

On certain nights Jon has raised a crowd to such a fever pitch that certain clubbers have now taken it on board to act like the DJ papparazzi, that confronts Trouble Anderson when his on song.

Jons style is just based on FUNK ( funky,funky Deep House music ) with the bass nice and hard. No mellow stuff here with him. Its straight in your face. I really do rate this Dj, in fact he used to own or be part owner of the record shop, now defunkt that was called "DOWNTOWN" records, in SOHO, London.

Everybody moves when he plays. But unfortunately he is seen as the warm u dj or the end of the night dj when he is asked to play within the Garage Hut enviroment.

However, as circumstances were tonight he was to play as the end of the night dj. Secretly we like this, because we know he's going send us off happy.

In fact so much so that certain ( or should I say 2 in particular) punters really go to town. One is from Ipswich, Suffolk, England called COLIN WILLIAMS and the other is from Witham in Essex, England called CARL

With my hand on my hand it is the truth that when I say that these 2 practically take over the dancefloor, when he plays. I wish there was a way you could sample the atmosphere when this two decided to take each other on via a undisputed dancing competition.

Moves are being dropped everywhere when these two get going; and when Jon Jules lets rip with his tunes. I think his is better than ......dare I say it "TROUBLE" at times. Jon tunes are just for the movers and the shakers period

Eventually it came to the end of the night with most people exhausted with what had happened.

All I hope is that we could do it all again next week