Saffron Sprackling, vocals
We always had a vision of mixing acid house with indie rock, and we managed to rent a space and build our own studio in London’s Shoreditch area, long before it got trendy. I had a little vocal booth called Hattie Jacques, in honour of the Carry On films but also because it’s Cockney rhyming slang [for shakes]. We spent all our money rewiring it, and that’s where we wrote, recorded and produced Ready to Go – 100 mixes later!
We were perfectionists and wanted to do it all ourselves. Every sonic element had to be special up to the point where we ended up arguing. Like at a rave when you stand and dance by the speakers, everything was done with the listener in mind.
It was a collaborative effort, but Johnny Male and I wrote most of the song’s lyrics and the melody. We had a really good camaraderie, finishing each other’s sentences, him on an acoustic guitar and me scribbling things down. Tim Dorney and Andy Todd worked more on the technology and synth sounds. We pooled our skills, resources and dreams.
The song is all about daily life and things that happened to us. We didn’t write anything too existential – I don’t really like singing about myself – but I’ve always believed in language and the power of the pen. I think it was Johnny who came up with the line, “Ready to go.” It had an anthemic feel and we wanted it to be a bit of a battlecry: “It’s a crack, I’m back!” That line was inspired by the Irish slang, craic. Writing lyrics and big choruses over electronic beats was one of the most difficult things because of the BPM, but I’ve always had a sort of punky voice that suits it.
I picked up this CD soon after it came out, having heard the U.S. version on the radio. What I wasn’t expecting was the “original mix” as the last track. I’d not yet even considered the rave scene at that point, but my strong preference for the electronic version would serve to indicate where I was headed.
This was a great disc that kind of crossed most genre gaps. I’m a metalhead and I own it. Most of my friends are metalheads that own it. My gangsta rap friend had a copy at one point. This would almost always make it’s way on at a typical house party. A well timed queueing up of ‘Get Off’ or something from ‘Lords Of Acid’ probably got me laid more than a few times.



