In Paris, at a club named Whisky à Gogo, Régine laid down a dance-floor, suspended coloured lights and replaced the juke-box with two turntables which she operated herself so there would be no breaks between the music.

show me love Then I pay a town of people to act like my crew And crank out a brand new dance and show you how to Now dont even think of calling me a sell out Just cuz suburban kids bump my boom boom pow Once Im finished putting out these night club hits Ill talk like I can fight and how I like to swing fists Even though as a shorty I did science projects Ill act like I was raised in the violent projects Ill build up my street cred by sayin I sold rocks Even tho I was a paperboy biking on … Among the new forms of rave music is Makina, a distorted spelling of the Balkanian word for machine.