Friends and myself danced our asses off in the Box (cooling off in, as well as appreciating, CC at least 2 nights a week from late 89 till 94. There was no where else that was just dance.
In the early days you couldnt chat anyone up cause the noise obliterated anything below a scream. And it seemed most people went there for the tunes. Even the girls were into dancing hard, sweating hard.
In the many happy hours I spent in that 2 roomed cellar, I never saw any aggro from anyone, as posted earlier, a compliment to the wonderful doorstaff.
Thanks Simon and all else involved.