In 1990, when your parents were giddily necking smarties like they were, well, smarties, the soundscape was light, uplifting and harmonious. Then Joey Beltram unleashed this pitch black blast of pure evil into the clubbing consciousness. In his mind, he was creating a harder and darker strain of house music, but to the Europeans, he'd opened the floodgates for a form of techno brutalism a million miles away from Detroit's Belleville Three.
