Best-selling author Kirk Field reveals exclusive summer holiday playlist that all the stars are loving
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BEST-SELLING author Kirk Field's new book starts where his last, the acclaimed Rave New World left off, as the sun set on the last millennium, and he set about pioneering a new kind of holiday.
In 1999 Kirk set up Radical Escapes, the world's first holiday company catering exclusively for clubbers.
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Kirk Field has released the perfect holiday read
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Planes, Trains & Amphetamines is the story of what happened as this Rave New World threw everything it could at him from 9/11, volcanic ash clouds, suspicious customs officers and avalanches, to North Sea storms, pandemics, fraudulent accountants and the ghost of Michael Jackson.
It's the perfect holiday read with an intoxicating mix of history, hedonism and humour, becoming the UK's most popular dance music book this summer with the likes of Dua Lipa, Fatboy Slim, Judge Jules and John Digweed all enjoying reading about Kirk's hilarious tall true tales which make Club 18-30 holidays look like Sunday school outings!
Planes, Trains & Amphetamines looks set to match Kirk's Rave New World success which saw him win an ARIA award for Audiobook of the year in 2024 and the creation of his ground-breaking one-man spoken word Acid House Cabaret show which appeared at Glastonbury Festival and the Edinburgh Fringe together with a UK wide theatre tour last year.
We caught up with Kirk this week and he's compiled an exclusive summer holiday playlist for us featuring music from Layo & Bushwacka, Cliff Richard, Norman Cook and The Art Of Noise among others.
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The author is a huge music fan
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Kirk Field's Planes, Trains & Amphetamines
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Listen below and read what he had to say about the music.
Rave New World 2: Planes, Trains & Amphetamines is out now.
The Heartists - Belo Horizonte
'A true late 90s banger!'
Layo & Bushwacka - Love Story (Original Mix)
'The sound of a Sunday morning on the Space Ibiza terrace.'
Pizzaman - Trippin' on Sunshine
'Norman Cooks up a balearic BBQ!'
Gigi D'Agostino - La Passion
'Europop earworm which sneaks back in your suitcase!'
PLANET FUNK - Chase the Sun
'Everyone's holiday mantra!'
Andy Farley – Out Of Control
'Intense and relentless. Like a lad's holiday should be!'
The Motors – Airport
'Melancholic holiday heartbreak.'
The Art of Noise. - Moments in Love
'The sublime sound of a mediterranean sunset'
StAn AnTOniO - Sardines in Pacha
'What really happens in Ibiza!'
Cliff Richard - Summer Holiday
'Check out my '25 version with skinny jabs, fake tans and socks and sliders.'
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