And just like lightning, it was wild, it was loud and it was fast. The man himself, Damo, delivered a Buck’s night to be remembered. I have no idea how it happened, but the massive glass door that gave access to the huge balcony somehow came off its tracks. The support team frantically, yet carefully, lifted it and put it back in its rightful place.

It was a night to remembered. The beer flowed as effervescent as ever, as the dj mixed an array of groovy tunes.

But then, it was time to hit the club and dancey pants off till the wee hours of the morning.