"Cagney's Berghain Nights is far beyond a hedonism manual or coolhunter's itinerary. In fact, it's a deeply felt protest in favour of the utopian impulses endangered by overexposure. His sense of club culture as a precious ecosystem as worthy of preservation as his beloved Grünewald and Donegal bogland, whose surreal, meditative elsewheres he spreads open, until they open across the floors of some of Berlin's most radical and radicalising venues. Cagney is a self-effacing, gentle, and meditative narrator, as comfortably uncomfortable in Kilclooney as he is surrounded by ketamine. He reminds us that club culture belongs to those nowhere people from black and white towns who just want to feel vivid for a moment. His precise, cerebral, and visceral language builds via a scrupulous but never studied attentiveness to a kind of prose Ganzfeld effect. Cagney is all about sensation, not sensationalism. As such, his sentences catch the ecstatic, teeming nothingness on the far side of the self and the far side of the DJ booth.

Bracing, transporting, and phenomenally well-sourced, this combination of memoir, music journalism, and social history is a future classic of urban pastoral.".