Tony Pike, resurrected from the hazy, hedonistic heyday of Ibiza, is back, and he's brought the party with him. Emerging from the sun-drenched sands of legend, he's a spectral host, a whisperer of p**lside tales, and a connoisseur of the island's eternal spirit.
He misses the glory days, the pure, unadulterated madness of those nights. He reminisces about the electric atmosphere of Ku, the raw energy of Amnesia’s open-air dancefloors, and the intimate, star-studded gatherings at Pikes, of course.
He yearns for the days when the music was a heartbeat, a primal rhythm that pulsed through the island, and the parties were legendary, whispered about long after the sun had risen.
This place can be fun at times, today has been a good day. A few more buys in the bag and some chats with some really awesome sellers new and old. Shame I can't work with everyone.