Chelsea Nights
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A Memoir of Mayhem, Music and Moments by Paul Chase
If you ever crossed the dance floor at the Chelsea Reach sometime between the early seventies and the mid-eighties, there’s a fair chance we already know each other — even if we never spoke. You might have queued outside on a freezing Friday night, collar turned up against the wind coming off the Mersey. You might have had your first slow dance there, or your last argument before a long marriage. You might have woken up the next morning with ringing ears, aching feet, a pounding head, and the faint sense that something important had happened — even if you couldn’t quite remember what.
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A Memoir of Mayhem, Music and Moments by Paul Chase
If you ever crossed the dance floor at the Chelsea Reach sometime between the early seventies and the mid-eighties, there’s a fair chance we already know each other — even if we never spoke. You might have queued outside on a freezing Friday night, collar turned up against the wind coming off the Mersey. You might have had your first slow dance there, or your last argument before a long marriage. You might have woken up the next morning with ringing ears, aching feet, a pounding head, and the faint sense that something important had happened — even if you couldn’t quite remember what.
This book is for you. But not just for you — it is for all those who embraced the new-found freedoms of the Disco era, the heads days of hedonism, who found community and a sense of belonging in the countless discos that sprang-up during the seventies and eighties — this book is for you too.
The Chelsea Reach pioneered disco in the North of England, and it wasn’t just bricks, oak paneling, flashing lights and a marble dance floor. It was a place where young, working people came to forget the week, where lads tried to look harder than they were, where girls dressed to impress and where music stitched us all together for a few hours at a time. People met, fell in love, fell out, made fools of themselves, and sometimes came to blows — but mostly they came to dance, drink, laugh and feel part of something.
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