Do you have any anecdotes to share from that time?
I have quite a few stories in my mind. Many cannot and will not be told to the public. But there were, for example, the Tresor New Year’s party, DJ Tanith was on the decks and I stood on the fog machine. We smoked the cellar out so bad that the fog was already crawling through the window at the busy Leipziger Strasse. The alarmed firefighters surely thought that hundreds of people are burnt to death. When they then stormed the building with gas masks and oxygen cylinders we just thought: They look a bit strange, full of funky techno outfits and partied on.