25 years ago I took a ride with a friend to my first “warehouse party”, deep in an industrial district in Detroit. Once I heard the pulse of tech-house music bass, the lights, the dancing and the people… I was hooked. My late teens and early 20’s were spent hoping for a chance to see a favorite headliner or hear something new on the weekends. I love the momories and I still love listening, waiting to hear that smooth transition and perfect beat that will give me goosebumps, transporting me back to those great times. Thank you to the DJ’s, promoters and fans that keep the music alive!!