“On one side you’ve got a World Heritage Site, the other, the madhouse”
It’s very rare that you see the owners of nightclubs, let alone those of the most established and cherished clubs in the world of dance music reminiscing about the good old days. But when Ricardo Urgell (Pacha) and Pepe Roselló (Space) did just that midway through the season in Ibiza – with a sun-drenched Dalt Vila in the background – you could tell this year was always going to be different.
Unfortunately, unless you speak Spanish, you’ll struggle to understand the interview; a great shame considering just how in-depth the conversation between the two dueños goes. If anything, it actually sheds light on how the clubbing scene, and restrictions of it, have come round full circle – instead of the strict music policy of the Franco regime getting in the way, now it’s the local council which, as many suspect, wants to clean up the island and restore some order.
Skip forward to October 2nd, and anyone that was lucky enough to get a ticket was graced by the most wholesome lineup anyone has ever seen a venue have. Space was going to close the way it had opened, by bringing people together. That simple goal is what resulted in having DJs old and new grace every single stage, from legends such as Bushwacka! and Roger Sanchez, to local household names Anna Tur, Jose Maria Ramon and Igor Marijuan representing the Ibizan sound.
But if you were frantically trying to get in on the action last night, then you’ll know this was no other man’s hour than Carl Cox’s. The world’s most renowned DJ gave the crowd no less than 6 hours worth of techno and house classics, and pretty much everything in between. If you want to relive the moment, then look no further:
As midday came round, Carl and pretty much anyone that could get into the booth saw out 27 years of Eivissenc magic, with the last song being a booming remix of of Angie Stone’s “Wish I Didn’t Miss You” – something which, title alone, shows what this behemoth of a club means to the ones who built it.
Then suddenly, just like that, the sound of an emotional Carl Cox echoes over the system. Naturally, you would expect a never-ending thank you speech to compensate for the nearly three decades worth of hedonism which have graced Ibiza’s Platja d’En Bossa. However, a DJ of Carl’s level knows that the music always has the last say, and with a brief: “muchas gracias really, it has been unbelievable” – Mr. Oh Yes, Oh Yes! ushered out the crowd for the last time, and along with them, a piece of clubbing history.