INSANE!!!
That's probably the best way to describe last night. Holy fuck, it was good! But one thing after the other:
It started out by me calling Pete and Hendrik, two of the guys from the hostel which I hadn't seen in ages. In Hendrik's case it's been over two months to be precise. We've been trying to meet for quite some time now, but it never worked out. But yesterday it actually did! Hendrik agreed to come over to my place for some beers and later move on to Vega, where we'd meet Pete. And so it happened. Hendrik came over with a sixpack of juleøl and we had a nice talk, while Felix and I had a glass of red wine. We still had headaches from the night before but the wine got rid of them. Magic! Or just the killing of the few brain cells still working right. I don't know. At about 11 we made a move to the club as we wanted to get in for free (until 1) and we had to walk quite a bit. At 12 we were inside, chilling in the lounge and having our first ice cold Tuborg – later we switched to Corona. Yes, it's both beer. And I drank it. Again.
And then it happened. Suddenly, while the place was getting more and more crowded, all kinds of people started popping up out of nowhere. First Johannes and Schwan, then Leopold, Elena and Andrea, then Dot and Jeppe. Later Paulie, which I hadn't seen for over a month, showed up as well. Even Johanne's friend from the trip to the Josh Cochran exhibition was there! And Hendrik! And Felix! And then at 1:30 Pete! And Lasse! Holy crap, one big ass family. And as I found out, it was Lasse's birthday that day. I swear, had the boys from Darmstadt and the people from Erlangen been there, it would have been THE perfect, not-able-to-top night.
What made it so good, besides having so many friends there and dancing with them, was the music we were dancing to. If I forgot to mention, it was friggin' DJ Feadz AND friggin' Trentemøller in a double feature! Plus support by Fredski! Feadz was just killing it. At 2:30 you couldn't drop a penny on the dancefloor. It was so packed, people started piling up on the stage next to and behind the DJs. The final 10 minutes of his set were maybe the wildest I have ever had on an electro night. There was a goddamn pogo – to electro!!!
While Hendrik and Felix kept on chilling in the lounge and enjoying a nice talk (it's not really their kind of music), I was pouring sweat with the others til 4 o'clock. We left so relatively early because to be honest, Trentemøller had some trouble keeping the crowd going and the party lost quite a bit of it's momentum. Had it been just him that night I think it would have been fine. But his sophisticated minimal just didn't work on a crowd that was still high on bone crushing new rave.
Still, a night to be remembered. Also and especially because all the good friends I was able to share it with. Sorry, no pictures this time. I don't think my camera would have survived it. But I'll see, maybe I can get some cellphone shots from the other guys.
It started out by me calling Pete and Hendrik, two of the guys from the hostel which I hadn't seen in ages. In Hendrik's case it's been over two months to be precise. We've been trying to meet for quite some time now, but it never worked out. But yesterday it actually did! Hendrik agreed to come over to my place for some beers and later move on to Vega, where we'd meet Pete. And so it happened. Hendrik came over with a sixpack of juleøl and we had a nice talk, while Felix and I had a glass of red wine. We still had headaches from the night before but the wine got rid of them. Magic! Or just the killing of the few brain cells still working right. I don't know. At about 11 we made a move to the club as we wanted to get in for free (until 1) and we had to walk quite a bit. At 12 we were inside, chilling in the lounge and having our first ice cold Tuborg – later we switched to Corona. Yes, it's both beer. And I drank it. Again.
And then it happened. Suddenly, while the place was getting more and more crowded, all kinds of people started popping up out of nowhere. First Johannes and Schwan, then Leopold, Elena and Andrea, then Dot and Jeppe. Later Paulie, which I hadn't seen for over a month, showed up as well. Even Johanne's friend from the trip to the Josh Cochran exhibition was there! And Hendrik! And Felix! And then at 1:30 Pete! And Lasse! Holy crap, one big ass family. And as I found out, it was Lasse's birthday that day. I swear, had the boys from Darmstadt and the people from Erlangen been there, it would have been THE perfect, not-able-to-top night.
What made it so good, besides having so many friends there and dancing with them, was the music we were dancing to. If I forgot to mention, it was friggin' DJ Feadz AND friggin' Trentemøller in a double feature! Plus support by Fredski! Feadz was just killing it. At 2:30 you couldn't drop a penny on the dancefloor. It was so packed, people started piling up on the stage next to and behind the DJs. The final 10 minutes of his set were maybe the wildest I have ever had on an electro night. There was a goddamn pogo – to electro!!!
While Hendrik and Felix kept on chilling in the lounge and enjoying a nice talk (it's not really their kind of music), I was pouring sweat with the others til 4 o'clock. We left so relatively early because to be honest, Trentemøller had some trouble keeping the crowd going and the party lost quite a bit of it's momentum. Had it been just him that night I think it would have been fine. But his sophisticated minimal just didn't work on a crowd that was still high on bone crushing new rave.
Still, a night to be remembered. Also and especially because all the good friends I was able to share it with. Sorry, no pictures this time. I don't think my camera would have survived it. But I'll see, maybe I can get some cellphone shots from the other guys.
ccseabass - 2007-12-16 03:46