The Nottingham duo behind the classic 1992 hit remember slamming into a dead end, clashing with their label – and finally finding the answer in their ‘ears and soul’

Rob Birch and I have known each other since we were kids, growing up as nextdoor neighbours in Nottingham. I moved to London at 18 to do music and Rob followed to study photography. His brother Dave was a session guitarist who played in punk bands and we all ended up sharing a house in Clapham. I was into electronic acts like Yello and Cabaret Voltaire. I started messing around, making tape loops on an old Revox machine by actually looping the tape over a Biro. This was before samplers.

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