I fell in a deep puddle running from police': photographing London's underground raves
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I fell in a deep puddle running from police': photographing London's underground raves
"Yushy was on a packed tube on New Year's Eve when he heard voices yell his name. He recognised their faces from the squat raves he had been photographing. We're going to a party right now, they whispered. I have my camera, he said, and followed them. He didn't know anything else about them. In the squat rave underground, which thrives on anonymity and secret locations, it didn't matter."
"His new book, Section 63: Underground and Unmastered, documents three years in this London scene. Yushy started out as a fresher when he replied to a party promoter looking for a photographer. But he grew bored with the more mainstream events he was photographing, and started asking attendees about underground happenings. I also asked around in group chats, he says, Which I later found out once I was inside the official rave group chat were placeholders for people to be approved."
Yushy entered the London squat rave scene by following strangers from a packed tube and earning trust through shared anonymity. He spent three years photographing clandestine parties hosted in secret locations with an unofficial approval process in group chats. Squat raves revived the rebellious energy of acid house and operate despite policing rooted in Section 63 restrictions on repetitive-beat music. Rising living costs and weekly club closures pushed people toward these spaces. An unwritten rule bans social media at events. Attendees pay entry to access a space for unmonitored dancing, socialising, and safe exit away from mainstream documentation.
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