This is dedicated to the lights on crew at Soup Kitchen and the White Hotel 6am contingent. To my Strange goons and my Chow Down family. To my Wirral warriors. To NTS for letting me be myself. To the frontline soldiers who turn up to every rave, every time. To my fellow selectors who push me to be better; Finn, Bal, Chris, Tom - there are too many to mention. To Mum, Dad, Alex and Joe. To Manchester for the unwavering support. To all dancers from here and beyond, and to the boys who used to muscle me off the decks at house parties. Play these ones loud.