Beginning with rejection slips from nearly every major label, coming home with a deal with Relentless and Ministry of Sound, and then running victoriously through the streets with a bona fide number one Ayia Napa anthem, DJ Pied Piper had probably run out of ideas all too soon.
But if one man's illegitimately merry barrage of inoculated U.K.
garage is another's agonizing reminder how much he wished he'd never passed up on the opportunity to establish an Amish commune out of soundproofed huts, you could do a lot worse.