I heard a guy at work say, "Ibiza's not like it was back in the day... 2001 maaaan"
I said f*ck off, it was past it's best when I was over there watching The Prodigy and N-Joi and that tart Rozzalla back in 1991.
Then my mate (who was with me) chimed in and said actually it was 808 State not the Prodigy, that was at Castle Donnignton's Nemesis later the same month.
You see, you can only discuss Ibiza if everything you say about the place is factually incorrect because you were drilled out of your mind on pure top-class XTC that was £25 a pop and not the crud on the streets today.
Even back in 91, people said "ahh it was better in '88 when it was the proper summer of Love". Basically the whole place is full of twats trying to prove they are cool.
Whereas I went for the music, when that reason came second or third behind posing and making the guest list, is when it all truly died.