DOES ANYBODY OUT THERE REMEMBER THIS FANTASTIC COUNTRY CLUB. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE A FEW MILES OUTSIDE OF DERBY.
THE BUS FROM DERBY WOULD DROP US ALL OFF AT A PLACE CALLED GYPSY LANE IN DRAYCOTT. WE HAD TO WALK IN TOTAL DARKNESS SEARCHING FOR THIS PLACE CALLED THE BLUE ORCHID CLUB , NO IDEA WHAT TO EXPECT FROM THIS NEW ALL NIGHTER. THERE IT WAS ALL LIT UP. A POSH LOOKING COUNTRY CLUB IN ACRES OF LAND.
WE PAID AT THE ENTRANCE AND WERE ALL GIVEN A VOUCHER EACH FOR FREE CHICKEN AND CHIPS THAT WOULD BE SERVED UPSTAIRS IN THE DINING AREA. I KID YOU NOT AND YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW HUNGRY WE ALL WERE IN OUR STATE.
THE DANCE FLOOR WAS OVER A SWIMMING POOL, THE MUSIC WAS FIRST CLASS
AND SO WAS THE WHOLE PLACE. REMEMBER WE WERE ALL USED TO THE GRIME AND
HEAT OF THE TWISTED WHEEL , THE CHAOS OF THE GOLDEN TORCH OR BEING CRUSHED INTO TIGHT SPACES LIKE THE METRO OR SAINTS AND SINNERS IN BIRMINGHAM.
THEY WERE THE BEST ALL NIGHTERS EVER . WERE YOU THERE THE NIGHT THAT I MADE A SLIGHT MISTAKE WITH MY MEDICATION, SPUN AROUND ON THE DANCE FLOOR ONCE AND COLLAPSED. MY MATES WERE KIND ENOUGH TO SAVE MY LIVE BY
TAKING ME,STILL DEAD TO THE WORLD TO DERBY ROYAL INFIRMARY, WHERE THEY
LEFT ME AT THE FRONT DOOR AND LEGGED IT, THANKS LADS.
THIS PLACE MADE US ALL FEEL LIKE A BETTER CLASS OF DRUGGED UP NORTHERN SOUL LOVING YOBO.
PRIGGY FROM SHEFFIELD, STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, WELL ALIVE ANYWAY.
DOES ANYBODY OUT THERE REMEMBER THIS FANTASTIC COUNTRY CLUB. IN THE MIDDLE OF NOWHERE A FEW MILES OUTSIDE OF DERBY.
THE BUS FROM DERBY WOULD DROP US ALL OFF AT A PLACE CALLED GYPSY LANE IN DRAYCOTT. WE HAD TO WALK IN TOTAL DARKNESS SEARCHING FOR THIS PLACE CALLED THE BLUE ORCHID CLUB , NO IDEA WHAT TO EXPECT FROM THIS NEW ALL NIGHTER. THERE IT WAS ALL LIT UP. A POSH LOOKING COUNTRY CLUB IN ACRES OF LAND.
WE PAID AT THE ENTRANCE AND WERE ALL GIVEN A VOUCHER EACH FOR FREE CHICKEN AND CHIPS THAT WOULD BE SERVED UPSTAIRS IN THE DINING AREA. I KID YOU NOT AND YOU CAN IMAGINE HOW HUNGRY WE ALL WERE IN OUR STATE.
THE DANCE FLOOR WAS OVER A SWIMMING POOL, THE MUSIC WAS FIRST CLASS
AND SO WAS THE WHOLE PLACE. REMEMBER WE WERE ALL USED TO THE GRIME AND
HEAT OF THE TWISTED WHEEL , THE CHAOS OF THE GOLDEN TORCH OR BEING CRUSHED INTO TIGHT SPACES LIKE THE METRO OR SAINTS AND SINNERS IN BIRMINGHAM.
THEY WERE THE BEST ALL NIGHTERS EVER . WERE YOU THERE THE NIGHT THAT I MADE A SLIGHT MISTAKE WITH MY MEDICATION, SPUN AROUND ON THE DANCE FLOOR ONCE AND COLLAPSED. MY MATES WERE KIND ENOUGH TO SAVE MY LIVE BY
TAKING ME,STILL DEAD TO THE WORLD TO DERBY ROYAL INFIRMARY, WHERE THEY
LEFT ME AT THE FRONT DOOR AND LEGGED IT, THANKS LADS.
THIS PLACE MADE US ALL FEEL LIKE A BETTER CLASS OF DRUGGED UP NORTHERN SOUL LOVING YOBO.
PRIGGY FROM SHEFFIELD, STILL ALIVE AND KICKING, WELL ALIVE ANYWAY.