As a willing and never recovered victim of the Second Summer of Love (1988)—the year Acid House removed the exoskeletons of the fragile Brits—I was pleased that a friend sent me this link.
It's an essay in Der Spiegel on an environmentally sustainable club that uses the energy of dancing to power itself.
It will make clubbing less wasteful than sitting at home!
Talking of energy efficiency, the Terry's Cafe series appears to be rather helpful. I just fell for number 10.
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