Ah, the Powerhouse mid-80s. Used to get the train from Cov, dance like a loon till closing, then hang around New Street for the first train home in the morning. This track always got me on the floor and the DJ always seemed to play the whole damn cut - sweaty, knackered but so happy. Went to see Afrika Bambaataa there in ( I think) '84 - first time I ever saw hip hop crews challenging each other on the dancefloor, just brilliant.