"It was Saturday night, the year was 1993, and I had recently moved to London when I went down to the 100 Club, where they play rare American soul of the sixties and seventies. I had been on that scene until a few years before and was curious to see where it had gone. Going down those stairs into that dark basement, seeing those shadowy figures moving energetically in sync with each other, made me hesitant. The scene had gone further underground, the crowd older, little new blood, the records more obscure, and the attitude on the dancefloor as fierce as ever. The blast from my first flash altered the atmosphere; I pushed the camera bag under a chair and got lost in the shadows until morning. I very soon became a regular again, travelling to venues around the country."