A wise man once said, “everything ain’t for everybody” and neither should it be. For all that raving should have inclusivity as a core value, if it becomes too safe or too predictable, something is lost. It’s vital to have things that are too loud, too weird, too alien, too shocking for anyone but the hardcore. It’s important for micro-scenes to be able to form in isolation or in opposition to establishments. Not everyone wants their nan or nephew next to them when they’re lost in a dancefloor moment, right? Yet that sense of dance music as something bigger than all of us, as something unifiying – “we live as one family” and all that gubbins – is still compelling.