Clarke's style is both sinister and energizing, and his live sets are rarely a disappointment.
Clarke was careful to warn young clubbers of their guinea-pig adventure with ecstacy in an interview in 2001, saying that if you need to take pills to make your night, it must mean that the music being played is lacking in quality.
DaveClarke is holding forth as he drives back to his West Sussex home from a photo-shoot in London, interrupted occasionally by the bland feminine robot tones of the Satellite Navigation system offering traffic tips.
Clarke, his relationship with his family in teenage disarray, borrowed some his father's equipment, including the disco lights and retreated to the attic where he covered everything in aluminum foil and made a sci-fi retreat for himself.
Clarke was advised by his school careers office to become a software engineer but his parents had split and family life was unbearable so, at 16, he ran away from home.
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