Phew. Yet another crazy night at Vega, this time with Philippe, who's still visiting from Görmänie. Trentemøller and Kasper Bjørke were just rippin' it up and seriously tearing the place apart. Amazing. The crowd went bananas and we danced til we were soaking wet. So in the end, the 45 minutes of standing in line definitely paid off ;) But see for yourself.

Just a reminder: I still love Danish girls.

And this is what it sounded like. Well, at least through a shitty digicam mic that can't keep up with the bass. Just pumping noise.