Ministry of Sound, inspired by New York's cavernous House venues. Raised from what was once a bustling bus garage now derelict in the heart of 'saff' London, an area more infamous than famous. No alcohol, 3 flashing lights, moody security and, as a statement against its glitzy '80s predecessors, shiny trousers and disco shoes frowned upon. Unless you knew the names of at least half-a-dozen Chicago DJ's you were never going to get past the legendary 'pickers' residing the right side of the menacing prison-like gates.
A series of three type based posters. Inspired by the global importance of the brand, and its power.