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The a-side ‘Rock the house’ is with out a doubt a ‘rave’ classic, but it is the other side which is most definitely a missed masterpiece, the track ‘Help me to believe, was possibly my most hammered tune of that year, and from the response, and interest it received makes it in my eyes worthy of a mention.

The repetition of simple harmonious strings over a throbbing mass of energy is quite simply bliss, this 12 inch was at the forefront of the European charge into the dance arena. Even though ‘help me’ has dated very slightly, the overall effect remains, one of ecstasy.

The corker from the brief but consistent Magnetic north label, which was co-run by the ‘red man’ himself, Dave Clarke.
Actually produced by Clarke this little gem of techno genius was sorely overlooked by many. It's an epic journey through space and time is conjured up by swirling acid lines emotional strings and the proverbial kick drum.
The elements and ideas within the ep over ride the less than perfect production. The b-side track ‘Airwalk’ is one of more original non-house workings of its time (I don’t want to say trip hop O.K)
Suffice to say one of Clarke’s better moments, and one which should grace your collection.

Well here is one from one of the most original and underrated electronic music creators of the 1990s. Released on their own imprint they released an absolute mutha of a track. Even though it’s the b-side track ‘Psycho missus’ which is a simple case of being dragged backwards through a hedge naked, amidst a thousand furiously flashing strobes, while a PCP induced Rottwieler chews the parts usually reserved for reproduction. Basically hard jungle kicking the living daylights out of even harder beats, got it? you should have.

This for me is one of the all time forgotten hip hop classics. I first heard this somewhere around 1986 when I used to go to Rock City in Nottingham for the Saturday afternoon break sessions.
For those of you who've been to Rock City will know that you walk up a couple flight of stairs before going into the main venue which had a similar bass friendly space like the classic Hacienda in Manchester (although that's where the comparison stops).
The track stutters on relentlessly aided with a quality old school rap. The sheer bass I heard over 20 years ago before finally walking into the venue and eventually seeing two dozen kids spinning on their heads was amazing. The track opened out in front of me like some great B Boy monster and to this day I remember the moment so clear and despite never getting a copy of this track still have it logged into my memory.
It's a true hip hop classic, that will stand the test of time.