It’s 31st December 1999. In a couple of hours’ time, everything is going to change. The machines will take over, and we will be made to watch as the world we know and love disappears forever. So put on your leather trench-coats, fill your CD players with all the nü-metal, Eurotrash and techno you can find, and get ready to party the apocalypse away.

Ladies and gentlemen, we are finally back.

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Eight years since our very first CLASS OF Y2K, it’s time to relive that chaotic, sold-out night at Razzett l-Aħmar with a celebration of the best, worst and cringiest bangers to come out from the late 90s and early 00s.

So as long as it was constantly played at Koyote, Axis, Havana, Coconut, Remedy, the radio or your CD / MP3 player in those weird and wonderful times, it’s going in.