(my blog about May 22nd)
-Title "I was a tool for a girl from Berlin-
Well the first concert I was going to see was Rabia Sorda at Agra at 6;50, so I actually had alot of time to go around Leipzig and kill time. It was sunny, and though I was feeling a little depressed, I went down to Südplatz and walked down the way. I wanted to hit a grocery store, because I remembered from last year that not only are grocery stores closed on Sunday, they are closed on hoilday Mondays. That is a bit odd that they do that, course we did that in the US years and years ago. I sat for a while, at the corner of the intersection and wrote in my journal about last night and wrote. I imagine I looked strange, cross legged writing. Oh well, I didn't care, I wrote for a while, got back up and a few blocks away was the grocery store.. its called KEWE I think, something like that, four letters. So I grabbed some gum, some snacks, and woohoo! Rockstar Cola, love that stuff.. and a big bottle of coke. The other night I found out I had a mini bar in my room, so I figured I could put some of my drinks in there. Heres another interesting thing about grocery stores in Germany.. NO BAGS.. I didnt know that so I had to carry 2 big bottles (1.5l bottles), 2 cans of Rockstar, 2 tins of gum, and a pringles. God lord, fortunately my pants have alot of pockets in it. I still had to carry the bottles and the pringles.
I got the stuff back.. the minibar couldn't hold the bottles, but the cans were fine, and I poured coke into the two glasses I had and put them in the fridge it was nice for later. So I listened to Aderlass vol 7, I think there will be more songs to add to Mays player.
I got to Agra by 6:30, plenty of time to get in for the show. What sucked was I needed to use the restroom.. or outhouse is more like it out at Agra.. ha ha.. so I went and the line was short, thankfully, but when I got back I lost some distance.. but it was better to get that out of the way. The concert was awesome. Erk does a great show... he played alot of the good stuff.. only the good ones from Noise Diary. The only annoying this was this couple in front of me in Rotersand shirts, and the girl was dancing around, and the guy was giving her space. I am sure they were married, you can tell... and for a while too.. he made sure she didn't bump into him.. and that was pissing me off, because he was backing up into me.. and I didn't want to be that close to his old ass! I would guess they were 40ish, both of them, he had mostly gray hair.. and the woman was pissing these two girls off cuz one of them was bitty, and definitely didn't want this woman bumping into her.
When Rotersand came on... I was able to move up.. things got interesting.. cuz while I waited, this girl talked to this guy next to me, and then to me. I forget what she said.. but we found out this guy, Will was from Phoenix, and this other girl who actually lives in Leipzig now, used to live in Phoenix.. this German girl Katya was really nice, and pretty obvious she loved to talk. Her husband was there.. I don't know what his name was... you get tossed so many names... how can you remember them all.. he didn't talk alot. Katya is from Berlin (and no shes not the one I was a tool for, more on that later) So we all hit it off pretty good.. Katya and I were chummy during the concert. Rotersand was pretty similar show to Frozen Plasma, but the lead singer was awesome, he got into the crowd a couple times and was talking.. he came by me.. and I shook his hand, it was pretty cool. Katya and I went apeshit over the same songs.. like Almost Violent.. it was the first Rotersand I heard. I noticed this girl behind us who was totally my type... I love brunettes of course.. (though I don't like them exclusively..
) So would glance back whenever I got a chance, and shared a smile... Katya and I got stuck to each other, cuz she had like mesh like leggings and her leggings caught on a button on my side pocket on my pants. So I buttoned the pocket up (its the pocket I holster my journal in, and I hadn't buttoned it.) well the pretty girl seemed to like but she was there with a guy, but they weren't very close. the only way that I knew they were a couple was that he did put his arms around her.. my guess its a date, early in the relationship I would guess since there wasn't alot of affection. Thing was that she got behind me, and I could feel her brush against me sometimes. she was a bit shorter than me, so it wouldn't make to much sense to be behind me like that. Well.. what could I do about it.. pry her from her boyfriend and spirit her away? I'm not even good with that with women without a bfriend.. :S So after the concert, Katya wanted to have us all get a beer.. so we went over need the booth where they were serving beer (damn I'm writing long.. are you still reading?) and talked a little to her husband, and Will, and this girl who was from Arizona, and this guy who was from Puerto Rico. He mentioned he wanted to get something to eat. but he only had 1 euro 70, which wouldn't be enough to get anything.. so I gave him my change.. like 80 cents, and Katya gave him 90 cent, and he got something to eat. I didn't have any single euro or 2 euro coins, or I would have given him that.
My legs were tired so we sat throughout X marks the pedwalk. I only recognized 2 songs... one was the classic song Abbitoir and of course the new one called Seventeen.. he started off with that one. I didn't catch most of the concert, Katya and I were talking alot, on alot of things... like German language... her being an English translator, umm we talked about music...I think we talked about other things too... I guess her husband lets her do all the talking.. haha..
Well Leatherstrip came on.. so we got up nearly to the front.. you ll see in the pics when I post them. Not the very front, but there was only one row of people in front of us. So Leatherstrip was the Combichrist of the 90s.. and while he played a couple new ones, Claus played almost all his oldies, like Strap Me Down, Don't Tame Your Soul.. his cover of Sex Dwarf.... anyway the middle of the dance floor turned into a mosh pit.. and that moved alot of the girls into our area.. in front of me.. one of them didn't stick around, which is too bad cuz she was pretty.. the other stuck around and I found was quite pretty.. she turned back to me and said something in German, and while I didn't get the words, she motioned to her left where the mosh pit was.. and I knew she was saying "can you stand to the left to protect me from the mosh pit loonies?" So I did... always to help a damsel in Distress. Well.. no matter how strong I am, when a flood of bodies are pushed at you, you are going to be moved... and I got pushed into her.. but I put my arm around her waist to keep from bumping her hard, and.. I really just wanted to put my arm around her. I kept my arm around long enough to enjoy it, but not so long as to hopefully not have her notice that I enjoyed it.. or maybe she did. She didn't care, in fact, one time I said sorry after I let go of her, and she said that was why she wanted me to move there.. I found out that she was from Berlin and I told her I was from Seattle.. she was a pretty blonde girl, maybe 5 foot 3, blue eyes, very pretty... I was trying to work up the nerve to use some German like "Ich heisse Mark." and "du bist sehr schön" but not long after that this dude came over by us, and she started talking to him. She poked him.. so I guessed they were together.. I stepped back a little and thought maybe if she cared, after the concert shed say something to me. She said a couple things to that guy but no obvious signs of affection... but they must have been together.. cuz when she left, she didn't say anything to me... THAT is why I felt like a tool.
I am almost out of time.. Katya left with her hubby before that.. thought I would see them next door to hear Johan of Suicide Comanndo to DJ, but I didn't.. I have more but it was pretty uneventful and I gotta go... fill you in more tomorrow.
-Title "I was a tool for a girl from Berlin-
Well the first concert I was going to see was Rabia Sorda at Agra at 6;50, so I actually had alot of time to go around Leipzig and kill time. It was sunny, and though I was feeling a little depressed, I went down to Südplatz and walked down the way. I wanted to hit a grocery store, because I remembered from last year that not only are grocery stores closed on Sunday, they are closed on hoilday Mondays. That is a bit odd that they do that, course we did that in the US years and years ago. I sat for a while, at the corner of the intersection and wrote in my journal about last night and wrote. I imagine I looked strange, cross legged writing. Oh well, I didn't care, I wrote for a while, got back up and a few blocks away was the grocery store.. its called KEWE I think, something like that, four letters. So I grabbed some gum, some snacks, and woohoo! Rockstar Cola, love that stuff.. and a big bottle of coke. The other night I found out I had a mini bar in my room, so I figured I could put some of my drinks in there. Heres another interesting thing about grocery stores in Germany.. NO BAGS.. I didnt know that so I had to carry 2 big bottles (1.5l bottles), 2 cans of Rockstar, 2 tins of gum, and a pringles. God lord, fortunately my pants have alot of pockets in it. I still had to carry the bottles and the pringles.
I got the stuff back.. the minibar couldn't hold the bottles, but the cans were fine, and I poured coke into the two glasses I had and put them in the fridge it was nice for later. So I listened to Aderlass vol 7, I think there will be more songs to add to Mays player.
I got to Agra by 6:30, plenty of time to get in for the show. What sucked was I needed to use the restroom.. or outhouse is more like it out at Agra.. ha ha.. so I went and the line was short, thankfully, but when I got back I lost some distance.. but it was better to get that out of the way. The concert was awesome. Erk does a great show... he played alot of the good stuff.. only the good ones from Noise Diary. The only annoying this was this couple in front of me in Rotersand shirts, and the girl was dancing around, and the guy was giving her space. I am sure they were married, you can tell... and for a while too.. he made sure she didn't bump into him.. and that was pissing me off, because he was backing up into me.. and I didn't want to be that close to his old ass! I would guess they were 40ish, both of them, he had mostly gray hair.. and the woman was pissing these two girls off cuz one of them was bitty, and definitely didn't want this woman bumping into her.
When Rotersand came on... I was able to move up.. things got interesting.. cuz while I waited, this girl talked to this guy next to me, and then to me. I forget what she said.. but we found out this guy, Will was from Phoenix, and this other girl who actually lives in Leipzig now, used to live in Phoenix.. this German girl Katya was really nice, and pretty obvious she loved to talk. Her husband was there.. I don't know what his name was... you get tossed so many names... how can you remember them all.. he didn't talk alot. Katya is from Berlin (and no shes not the one I was a tool for, more on that later) So we all hit it off pretty good.. Katya and I were chummy during the concert. Rotersand was pretty similar show to Frozen Plasma, but the lead singer was awesome, he got into the crowd a couple times and was talking.. he came by me.. and I shook his hand, it was pretty cool. Katya and I went apeshit over the same songs.. like Almost Violent.. it was the first Rotersand I heard. I noticed this girl behind us who was totally my type... I love brunettes of course.. (though I don't like them exclusively..
) So would glance back whenever I got a chance, and shared a smile... Katya and I got stuck to each other, cuz she had like mesh like leggings and her leggings caught on a button on my side pocket on my pants. So I buttoned the pocket up (its the pocket I holster my journal in, and I hadn't buttoned it.) well the pretty girl seemed to like but she was there with a guy, but they weren't very close. the only way that I knew they were a couple was that he did put his arms around her.. my guess its a date, early in the relationship I would guess since there wasn't alot of affection. Thing was that she got behind me, and I could feel her brush against me sometimes. she was a bit shorter than me, so it wouldn't make to much sense to be behind me like that. Well.. what could I do about it.. pry her from her boyfriend and spirit her away? I'm not even good with that with women without a bfriend.. :S So after the concert, Katya wanted to have us all get a beer.. so we went over need the booth where they were serving beer (damn I'm writing long.. are you still reading?) and talked a little to her husband, and Will, and this girl who was from Arizona, and this guy who was from Puerto Rico. He mentioned he wanted to get something to eat. but he only had 1 euro 70, which wouldn't be enough to get anything.. so I gave him my change.. like 80 cents, and Katya gave him 90 cent, and he got something to eat. I didn't have any single euro or 2 euro coins, or I would have given him that. My legs were tired so we sat throughout X marks the pedwalk. I only recognized 2 songs... one was the classic song Abbitoir and of course the new one called Seventeen.. he started off with that one. I didn't catch most of the concert, Katya and I were talking alot, on alot of things... like German language... her being an English translator, umm we talked about music...I think we talked about other things too... I guess her husband lets her do all the talking.. haha..
Well Leatherstrip came on.. so we got up nearly to the front.. you ll see in the pics when I post them. Not the very front, but there was only one row of people in front of us. So Leatherstrip was the Combichrist of the 90s.. and while he played a couple new ones, Claus played almost all his oldies, like Strap Me Down, Don't Tame Your Soul.. his cover of Sex Dwarf.... anyway the middle of the dance floor turned into a mosh pit.. and that moved alot of the girls into our area.. in front of me.. one of them didn't stick around, which is too bad cuz she was pretty.. the other stuck around and I found was quite pretty.. she turned back to me and said something in German, and while I didn't get the words, she motioned to her left where the mosh pit was.. and I knew she was saying "can you stand to the left to protect me from the mosh pit loonies?" So I did... always to help a damsel in Distress. Well.. no matter how strong I am, when a flood of bodies are pushed at you, you are going to be moved... and I got pushed into her.. but I put my arm around her waist to keep from bumping her hard, and.. I really just wanted to put my arm around her. I kept my arm around long enough to enjoy it, but not so long as to hopefully not have her notice that I enjoyed it.. or maybe she did. She didn't care, in fact, one time I said sorry after I let go of her, and she said that was why she wanted me to move there.. I found out that she was from Berlin and I told her I was from Seattle.. she was a pretty blonde girl, maybe 5 foot 3, blue eyes, very pretty... I was trying to work up the nerve to use some German like "Ich heisse Mark." and "du bist sehr schön" but not long after that this dude came over by us, and she started talking to him. She poked him.. so I guessed they were together.. I stepped back a little and thought maybe if she cared, after the concert shed say something to me. She said a couple things to that guy but no obvious signs of affection... but they must have been together.. cuz when she left, she didn't say anything to me... THAT is why I felt like a tool.
I am almost out of time.. Katya left with her hubby before that.. thought I would see them next door to hear Johan of Suicide Comanndo to DJ, but I didn't.. I have more but it was pretty uneventful and I gotta go... fill you in more tomorrow.
(my blog about May 21st)
So I was laid up for a while, I wasn't hung over, but I had alot of sleep to catch up on. I went and got lunch, blogged of course, then hung around the hotel and watched part of Sherlock Holmes on my lappy.. shit I wish my hotel had wifi. Anyhow, got to Agra by 6, and got in to see Zeromancer.
They were really good, and I realized why they arent popular over here... guitars., but I still really enjoyed it, they are Industrial Rock; its funny, like in the first 3 songs I heard the 2 songs I knew the best for them
oppelganger I love you, and Clone your lover. Because I was checking out some of their stuff, I recognized Doctor Online, Death of Romance and Sinners International. Pretty good stuff. I had a couple cute guys by me... I think one was trying to get my attention, she came over from somewhere else cuz two of the girls by me seemed to be friends of hers.. then she had moved her foot where it was like against mine for a few minutes, which if the place was more packed, I would have just thought it was accidental.. but it wasn't that packed... course I suck, and too shy, and I didn't know what to do. I mean I was gonna say Great show... I realized I don't know how to say Show in German.. I am frustrated.. its hard to learn a language unless you just get immersed... and doesn't help when you are shy and don't get enough chances to use it. So like I was saying, since I suck, I didn't talk to her or the other girl on the other side. I was smitten with this redhead I saw in there... but I suck, as I said.
I went next door where they are selling all the merch, and got Aderlass vol 7, I have been waiting for this comp to come out for a while. I loved 6, and 7 is cool. I also got a Suicide Commando shirt, cuz is has DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE on it! it rocks. I wondered the place, took a few pics.. Then I was thinking of going to Genatorters, but By the time I got back to Hauphtbahnhof, it was like 8:30. It like 30 minutes tram right down to Agra.. fuck me..so... I decided to rest a little and get my stuff ready for the evening. I got over to Mortbastei at 9:30. Thats a pretty cool club, it has a very underground feeling.... I think most times its more for more Norm music, but looks like it had a "goth" night one night a week.
I couldn't go into the venue where the band was playing, cuz it was packed, I had never even heard of Noyce TM. yeah, that's their name... :S So when it was over, people filed out. Slave Republic didn't quite get the crowd that Noyce did... but they were pretty good live, they arent a "studio band" like Faith Assembly is (I give that example because its the same style of music:Synth) I saw a pretty girl in there with a Mesh shirt on, and I love Mesh, but she definitely didn't look happy, maybe something happened to her but she sure had this pissy look on her face... I'm not good approaching as it is...
in the middle of the concert these two skanky chicks came out and were dancing up front, one of them tried dancing with me.. she said something to me in German, and I again could make it out. I said My German isn't very good. If I had any interest in her I would have attempted some German.. but I had None... and thankfully after that he left me alone... it was funny, cuz this other girl near me gave me this apologetic look (ugh the German keyboard has the y and z mixed up)
After that I got a Bratwurst and ate it, then went to Dark Flower, it was pretty packed, alot more dense than last time. The music was good and there was some pretty girls in there.. but it was hard to dance, I like a little room to dance.. because I dance, not move back and forth.
So my legs were aching from the standing so long, so I sat and was writing in my journal and this girl thought I was writing about her, because I happened to be pointing her way, when all I was trying to do was stretch my legs and get the pain to go away. As it turns out, she and her husband is from Tampa, and hes a DJ at Castle, he and I had alot in common, and we chatted for a while. Then he had to get drinks, and my legs were feeling better... so I got up and went to dance again. The music was pretty good, but Dark Flower really isn't that big of a club, its not like Das Bunker.. its bigger than the Noc, but not by much... and after a while, I realized I wouldn't dance, or talk to any hot girls, because there didn't seem to be too many in there.
So I got back to my hotel and watched the rest of Sherlock Holmes. Good movie. I got in like 2, and was up around today at 11. Its 1230 now, and my time on this machine is almost up.
lots to do today. 4 concerts... cya
So I was laid up for a while, I wasn't hung over, but I had alot of sleep to catch up on. I went and got lunch, blogged of course, then hung around the hotel and watched part of Sherlock Holmes on my lappy.. shit I wish my hotel had wifi. Anyhow, got to Agra by 6, and got in to see Zeromancer.
They were really good, and I realized why they arent popular over here... guitars., but I still really enjoyed it, they are Industrial Rock; its funny, like in the first 3 songs I heard the 2 songs I knew the best for them
oppelganger I love you, and Clone your lover. Because I was checking out some of their stuff, I recognized Doctor Online, Death of Romance and Sinners International. Pretty good stuff. I had a couple cute guys by me... I think one was trying to get my attention, she came over from somewhere else cuz two of the girls by me seemed to be friends of hers.. then she had moved her foot where it was like against mine for a few minutes, which if the place was more packed, I would have just thought it was accidental.. but it wasn't that packed... course I suck, and too shy, and I didn't know what to do. I mean I was gonna say Great show... I realized I don't know how to say Show in German.. I am frustrated.. its hard to learn a language unless you just get immersed... and doesn't help when you are shy and don't get enough chances to use it. So like I was saying, since I suck, I didn't talk to her or the other girl on the other side. I was smitten with this redhead I saw in there... but I suck, as I said. I went next door where they are selling all the merch, and got Aderlass vol 7, I have been waiting for this comp to come out for a while. I loved 6, and 7 is cool. I also got a Suicide Commando shirt, cuz is has DIE MOTHERFUCKER DIE on it! it rocks. I wondered the place, took a few pics.. Then I was thinking of going to Genatorters, but By the time I got back to Hauphtbahnhof, it was like 8:30. It like 30 minutes tram right down to Agra.. fuck me..so... I decided to rest a little and get my stuff ready for the evening. I got over to Mortbastei at 9:30. Thats a pretty cool club, it has a very underground feeling.... I think most times its more for more Norm music, but looks like it had a "goth" night one night a week.
I couldn't go into the venue where the band was playing, cuz it was packed, I had never even heard of Noyce TM. yeah, that's their name... :S So when it was over, people filed out. Slave Republic didn't quite get the crowd that Noyce did... but they were pretty good live, they arent a "studio band" like Faith Assembly is (I give that example because its the same style of music:Synth) I saw a pretty girl in there with a Mesh shirt on, and I love Mesh, but she definitely didn't look happy, maybe something happened to her but she sure had this pissy look on her face... I'm not good approaching as it is...
in the middle of the concert these two skanky chicks came out and were dancing up front, one of them tried dancing with me.. she said something to me in German, and I again could make it out. I said My German isn't very good. If I had any interest in her I would have attempted some German.. but I had None... and thankfully after that he left me alone... it was funny, cuz this other girl near me gave me this apologetic look (ugh the German keyboard has the y and z mixed up)
After that I got a Bratwurst and ate it, then went to Dark Flower, it was pretty packed, alot more dense than last time. The music was good and there was some pretty girls in there.. but it was hard to dance, I like a little room to dance.. because I dance, not move back and forth.
So my legs were aching from the standing so long, so I sat and was writing in my journal and this girl thought I was writing about her, because I happened to be pointing her way, when all I was trying to do was stretch my legs and get the pain to go away. As it turns out, she and her husband is from Tampa, and hes a DJ at Castle, he and I had alot in common, and we chatted for a while. Then he had to get drinks, and my legs were feeling better... so I got up and went to dance again. The music was pretty good, but Dark Flower really isn't that big of a club, its not like Das Bunker.. its bigger than the Noc, but not by much... and after a while, I realized I wouldn't dance, or talk to any hot girls, because there didn't seem to be too many in there.
So I got back to my hotel and watched the rest of Sherlock Holmes. Good movie. I got in like 2, and was up around today at 11. Its 1230 now, and my time on this machine is almost up.
lots to do today. 4 concerts... cya
(Note this is my blog for May 20th: cut and pasted from my facebook.. and edited a little.)
FUCK! NEVER NEVER doing no fucking 18 hour flight bullshit again... I couldn't do Wagamama in London because it was in Terminal 5, and I was in Terminal 1.. I didn't want to run all the way over there, and go through customs 2 more times, just to get noodles. Oh I got about 4 hours of sleep on the plane from Chicago to London, which is double what I ever had on flight before. The choices for movies suck on United, unless you are business or first class.
Anyway. I got to Munich, and there was no time for anything.. by landing time, the flight to Leipzig was BOARDING! It was crazy. Plus the plane was so small, my main bag couldn't fit in the overhead compartment. Oh yeah, Autoclav1.1 was on the plane from London to Munich and Munich to Leipzig. I think of all the "goths" on the plane, I´m the only one who noticed. I sat next to this guy. He had his old armbands on for his previous treffens and mera luna (its a festival in Germany in August) At first I didn't think he wanted to talk to me, but near the end of the flight we started talking and hit it off.
After we got off the plane.. I was on my own getting to the train station, but I met up with him again, and one of his Swiss friends, we talked on the train.. saw this absolutely gorgeous girl on the train... but anyway, she was a Norm, but so fine.. ok, so we split ways cuz they were staying at the Raddison.. since they were sharing a room, they were playing a little bit more than me.. but the Tulip isn't too far out of the way.
I was so fricken tired, even though I had 4 hours of sleep. I got my armband down at Agra, came back to my hotel and rested. I didn't sleep, even though I wanted to. I looked up and it was almost 2330.. so I was like meh goto bed, BUT my brain thought "Its a short walk to Dark Flower, just get up and do it, why the hell else did you come to Leipzig a day early for?"
I walked to Dark Flower, it was about 15 min, because I wasnt completely certain where it was, I mean Ive been there before, but it has been a year. I found it, went in. My Swiss friend was there..and a bunch of his Swiss friends. We were talking. One of them, a girl, she was fascinated that I was from Seattle and went 18 hours to get there.. also I found out that Europe really bends people over(ie expensive) for using the plane. My friend told me he paid nearly what I did for his trip from Zurich, and was blown away when I told him that Air Canada had pretty much a direct flight from Calgary.
They brought us vodka shots, and these flavor packets. We would put the packets in our mouth then down the shot. I forget how many I had, probably like 8 I think and a Becks.
At one point we were at by the DJ Booth, and this pretty little thing came up and was trying to get attention from the DJ.. and so I tried to help her, but this DJane was in her own little world. So pretty one left. She wanted to make a request.
So later we were out dancing.. they played new stuff, and that pretty thing was dancing with this girl. I couldn't tell definitively if she was with that girl or not.. They didn't do anything to show that they were lesbians.. They did hold hands while dancing.. but that isn't definitive, no kissing or rubbing.. so I am not certain.. I was leaning towards no, but maybe I just wanted her not to be one. I DID take some picks of the drunken reveling, and I did get a shot of the pretty one. Oh.. and I don't think she was German. She spoke in English, and didn't have a British accent, and she had a cell phone.. as an American you get butt raped if you use a cell in Europe( very expensive, which is weird since I have T-mobile)... like we don't fucking pay enough for the cell phones as it is. Well I didn't talk to her again, even loaded I was afraid to. I wanted to ask her if I could take a better pic of her.. she DID take a pic of my Swiss friends (she offered) and was in a pic that the Swiss girl.. god I'm awful, I don't know any of the Swiss peoples names except for Rüdiger (the guy I met on the plane)..
oh and he kept saying I should come back to Switzerland for the festival they are having there.. him and his buddy (who was the boyfriend of the Swiss girl) kept saying over and over about that I should do it.... if I had the TIME or MONEY, I would...... obviously I have neither unless I win the lotto before then.
I left at 300, because that pretty one was gone, and this other girl I was talking to left.. I think she had a boyfriend, but we were getting along well, she was dressed all German uniform like Iron Cross like... and Feinflug, very cool
I'm almost out of time. it took me 30 min to get home, cuz I was loaded and it was easy to lose my sense of direction, no hangover, but I woke at 1.. hahaa
I'm out... concerts tonight!
FUCK! NEVER NEVER doing no fucking 18 hour flight bullshit again... I couldn't do Wagamama in London because it was in Terminal 5, and I was in Terminal 1.. I didn't want to run all the way over there, and go through customs 2 more times, just to get noodles. Oh I got about 4 hours of sleep on the plane from Chicago to London, which is double what I ever had on flight before. The choices for movies suck on United, unless you are business or first class.
Anyway. I got to Munich, and there was no time for anything.. by landing time, the flight to Leipzig was BOARDING! It was crazy. Plus the plane was so small, my main bag couldn't fit in the overhead compartment. Oh yeah, Autoclav1.1 was on the plane from London to Munich and Munich to Leipzig. I think of all the "goths" on the plane, I´m the only one who noticed. I sat next to this guy. He had his old armbands on for his previous treffens and mera luna (its a festival in Germany in August) At first I didn't think he wanted to talk to me, but near the end of the flight we started talking and hit it off.
After we got off the plane.. I was on my own getting to the train station, but I met up with him again, and one of his Swiss friends, we talked on the train.. saw this absolutely gorgeous girl on the train... but anyway, she was a Norm, but so fine.. ok, so we split ways cuz they were staying at the Raddison.. since they were sharing a room, they were playing a little bit more than me.. but the Tulip isn't too far out of the way.
I was so fricken tired, even though I had 4 hours of sleep. I got my armband down at Agra, came back to my hotel and rested. I didn't sleep, even though I wanted to. I looked up and it was almost 2330.. so I was like meh goto bed, BUT my brain thought "Its a short walk to Dark Flower, just get up and do it, why the hell else did you come to Leipzig a day early for?"
I walked to Dark Flower, it was about 15 min, because I wasnt completely certain where it was, I mean Ive been there before, but it has been a year. I found it, went in. My Swiss friend was there..and a bunch of his Swiss friends. We were talking. One of them, a girl, she was fascinated that I was from Seattle and went 18 hours to get there.. also I found out that Europe really bends people over(ie expensive) for using the plane. My friend told me he paid nearly what I did for his trip from Zurich, and was blown away when I told him that Air Canada had pretty much a direct flight from Calgary.
They brought us vodka shots, and these flavor packets. We would put the packets in our mouth then down the shot. I forget how many I had, probably like 8 I think and a Becks.
At one point we were at by the DJ Booth, and this pretty little thing came up and was trying to get attention from the DJ.. and so I tried to help her, but this DJane was in her own little world. So pretty one left. She wanted to make a request.
So later we were out dancing.. they played new stuff, and that pretty thing was dancing with this girl. I couldn't tell definitively if she was with that girl or not.. They didn't do anything to show that they were lesbians.. They did hold hands while dancing.. but that isn't definitive, no kissing or rubbing.. so I am not certain.. I was leaning towards no, but maybe I just wanted her not to be one. I DID take some picks of the drunken reveling, and I did get a shot of the pretty one. Oh.. and I don't think she was German. She spoke in English, and didn't have a British accent, and she had a cell phone.. as an American you get butt raped if you use a cell in Europe( very expensive, which is weird since I have T-mobile)... like we don't fucking pay enough for the cell phones as it is. Well I didn't talk to her again, even loaded I was afraid to. I wanted to ask her if I could take a better pic of her.. she DID take a pic of my Swiss friends (she offered) and was in a pic that the Swiss girl.. god I'm awful, I don't know any of the Swiss peoples names except for Rüdiger (the guy I met on the plane)..
oh and he kept saying I should come back to Switzerland for the festival they are having there.. him and his buddy (who was the boyfriend of the Swiss girl) kept saying over and over about that I should do it.... if I had the TIME or MONEY, I would...... obviously I have neither unless I win the lotto before then.
I left at 300, because that pretty one was gone, and this other girl I was talking to left.. I think she had a boyfriend, but we were getting along well, she was dressed all German uniform like Iron Cross like... and Feinflug, very cool
I'm almost out of time. it took me 30 min to get home, cuz I was loaded and it was easy to lose my sense of direction
, no hangover, but I woke at 1.. hahaa I'm out... concerts tonight!
Das Bunker Weekend
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So I had an interesting weekend. I was looking forward to it because I was going to LA to go to Das Bunker for an overnight trip. Why overnight? I went to LA in November for the weekend, and found that it was a bit disappointing because after Das Bunker I was pretty much bored the whole weekend. I went to this club Skandal in Riverside that was very disappointing, and the rest of the weekend I just wanted to get back home. I’m so I thought “I want to go to Das Bunker again, and what would be the cheapest way?” My answer was the overnight trip. So I had a flight that would get me to LA at 9, and I figured I’d check in, change and get to Das Bunker by 10:30, stay out, come back to the hotel, and leave the next morning on the 10:25am back. (I would have liked a later flight, but to get a decently cheap flight I had to go with this one.)
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The flight basically went without a hitch; the end of the flight was rough because of turbulence. When we HIT, we hit the ground hard. Course you know the old saying… “Any landing you can walk away from is a perfect one.” Haha. My friend Jim landed in San Diego earlier that day, he was going to pick me up at Burbank airport. Now that is an airport you can get in and out of quick. We were on the ground at 8:54, and I was waiting outside the terminal at 9. I had to wait about 10 minutes before Jim showed. The hotel was close, and we were in the room by 9:30. I got ready pretty quick, but I found out one of my New Rock boots zipper was broken, and beyond repair. There are laces on these boots, so I just tied it and it held fine, but I’m going to have to get that fixed it I want to wear them again. Jim took longer because he had to iron his shirt… ha ha..
I usually don’t dress up too much because I like to dance, so I wear things that are good for that. Wearing a dressy shirt and dancing a lot are not really too great of a combo. My New Rocks are heavy, but I’ve found that I can’t dance the way I want without the extra weight on my feet. I haven’t danced since November (at Das Bunker).
There had been a lot of great music that has been out since the last time I was out: the new Mesh, the new Suicide Commando, Herzschlag, De tot cor, lots of great industrial music to stomp to. J Our commute was a little longer than expected, we got there a little after 10:30, and there was a line which is unusual for Industrial clubs. It cost $10 to get in because we didn’t get there before 10:30: that sucked because it was less money for alcohol. So I showed Jim the 3 dance floors and we found Jim’s friend Adam and his girlfriend Angie. They seemed nice. Adam didn’t seem as wild as Jim had described him. Apparently Angie mellowed him out. Jim and I got drinks. I ordered a double kamikaze, and it cost $18, the bartender wasn’t very friendly. I was blown away, because in Seattle 2 doubles might cost $18, not one. On the other hand, the 2 doubles I had in Seattle didn’t even give me a buzz, where with this double I had I started to feel in a few minutes. So I got another drink with Jim, vodka crans. I drank mine down pretty fast.
As we were walking around I saw someone I recognized from the Noc Noc, he went by and I was like.. “is that Ryan?” haha I saw him again but he passed by without notice. I was dancing, and Jim asked him if he remembered us, and he did. Haha. He was Brian, not Ryan.. I was dancing to Herzschlag when he came over and was like “HEY!”. It was good to see him, but bad timing, I wanted to dance to that song, but I hadn’t seen him in a long time. So he moved down to LA, and he agreed with me about how the clubs just suck in Seattle. By the time I talked to him, that second drink hit and I was buzzin’ pretty good. Half the time when I was dancing, it felt like the floor was moving not me, even though I wasn’t .. drunk to know better. I was all over the place, I was out dancing with some girl, not even sure how I got there… ha ha but I moved on. The crowd was light, seemed like a lot of people didn’t come out because of the rain, which is pretty ridiculous it wasn’t even raining all that hard. There weren’t a lot of hotties out, guess they were afraid to get wet?
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Well I chatted with Brian a bit. His roommate was one of the DJs, the one that was playing the best stuff, the newest stuff. I talked to him when the DJs switched out. I wanted a playlist but he seemed resistant because he thought I would copy his DJing music. I’m not a DJ, but I would be a pretty good one without his playlist He wasn’t too friendly, but I was loaded, so maybe he didn’t like talking to drunks? I dunno, it’s not like I was an angry drunk or anything. I was a friendly but unfocused drunk. I certainly didn’t bother him too long the two times I talked to him.
I was right to that point where if I drank anymore (I had the double kamikaze and a vodka cran, and then drank half of Jims vodka cran) that I would have been sick. At about 1-1:15am, Jim asked if I was ready to go, and I told him “no”, and danced some more. I talked to some girl about music; she liked my Agonoize t-shirt, and talking about music. Then she went to talk to this other guy. I danced some more, then we watched these two girls dancing on this pole. This guy was chatting one of the girls up, and using his stupid glow lights on the end of his fingers. I feel they are stupid like glow sticks. I hate glow sticks. Well at 1:30, Jim wanted to go again. I mean I was loaded, but I could tell that he wanted to go. So I decided to go. We grabbed some Carl’s Jr going back to the hotel.
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I couldn’t sleep, I lay in the hard bed, and Jim crashed in the other bed, but I couldn’t sleep the whole night. 9am came fast, got dressed and got on the 10:25am flight. I felt awful, head was hurting, and that insomnia feeling. I actually felt better after I got some Tylenol in me, and shortly after takeoff my head didn’t feel like my brain was soaking in alcohol We got home fast. The ticket said we’d touch down at 1:00, but we landed at 12:30.
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When I got home, I tried to sleep and couldn’t. I went to bed at 10:30pm, but I was zoned out all day, the only thing I did that day except went to the store to grab some Yakisoba noodles, and stuff to make up some great stir fry: cilantro, green onions, chicken, bean sprouts and shrimp meat. (fantastic stuff)
I got 10 hours of sleep, got up, did my errands that I normally do on Saturday, watched the Super Bowl.. pretty much my whole weekend was recovering from Friday night… not from the booze, but from the insomnia. I think I couldn’t sleep was because I was afraid I’d miss my plane and be screwed. My “hangover” was over quick, but my insomnia and that weird too little/too much sleep filled feeling.
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That’s about it, nothing too fantastic, but I had fun.
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So I had an interesting weekend. I was looking forward to it because I was going to LA to go to Das Bunker for an overnight trip. Why overnight? I went to LA in November for the weekend, and found that it was a bit disappointing because after Das Bunker I was pretty much bored the whole weekend. I went to this club Skandal in Riverside that was very disappointing, and the rest of the weekend I just wanted to get back home. I’m so I thought “I want to go to Das Bunker again, and what would be the cheapest way?” My answer was the overnight trip. So I had a flight that would get me to LA at 9, and I figured I’d check in, change and get to Das Bunker by 10:30, stay out, come back to the hotel, and leave the next morning on the 10:25am back. (I would have liked a later flight, but to get a decently cheap flight I had to go with this one.)
.. ..
The flight basically went without a hitch; the end of the flight was rough because of turbulence. When we HIT, we hit the ground hard. Course you know the old saying… “Any landing you can walk away from is a perfect one.” Haha. My friend Jim landed in San Diego earlier that day, he was going to pick me up at Burbank airport. Now that is an airport you can get in and out of quick. We were on the ground at 8:54, and I was waiting outside the terminal at 9. I had to wait about 10 minutes before Jim showed. The hotel was close, and we were in the room by 9:30. I got ready pretty quick, but I found out one of my New Rock boots zipper was broken, and beyond repair. There are laces on these boots, so I just tied it and it held fine, but I’m going to have to get that fixed it I want to wear them again. Jim took longer because he had to iron his shirt… ha ha..
I usually don’t dress up too much because I like to dance, so I wear things that are good for that. Wearing a dressy shirt and dancing a lot are not really too great of a combo. My New Rocks are heavy, but I’ve found that I can’t dance the way I want without the extra weight on my feet. I haven’t danced since November (at Das Bunker).
There had been a lot of great music that has been out since the last time I was out: the new Mesh, the new Suicide Commando, Herzschlag, De tot cor, lots of great industrial music to stomp to. J Our commute was a little longer than expected, we got there a little after 10:30, and there was a line which is unusual for Industrial clubs. It cost $10 to get in because we didn’t get there before 10:30: that sucked because it was less money for alcohol. So I showed Jim the 3 dance floors and we found Jim’s friend Adam and his girlfriend Angie. They seemed nice. Adam didn’t seem as wild as Jim had described him. Apparently Angie mellowed him out. Jim and I got drinks. I ordered a double kamikaze, and it cost $18, the bartender wasn’t very friendly. I was blown away, because in Seattle 2 doubles might cost $18, not one. On the other hand, the 2 doubles I had in Seattle didn’t even give me a buzz, where with this double I had I started to feel in a few minutes. So I got another drink with Jim, vodka crans. I drank mine down pretty fast.
As we were walking around I saw someone I recognized from the Noc Noc, he went by and I was like.. “is that Ryan?” haha I saw him again but he passed by without notice. I was dancing, and Jim asked him if he remembered us, and he did. Haha. He was Brian, not Ryan.. I was dancing to Herzschlag when he came over and was like “HEY!”. It was good to see him, but bad timing, I wanted to dance to that song, but I hadn’t seen him in a long time. So he moved down to LA, and he agreed with me about how the clubs just suck in Seattle. By the time I talked to him, that second drink hit and I was buzzin’ pretty good. Half the time when I was dancing, it felt like the floor was moving not me, even though I wasn’t .. drunk to know better. I was all over the place, I was out dancing with some girl, not even sure how I got there… ha ha but I moved on. The crowd was light, seemed like a lot of people didn’t come out because of the rain, which is pretty ridiculous it wasn’t even raining all that hard. There weren’t a lot of hotties out, guess they were afraid to get wet?
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Well I chatted with Brian a bit. His roommate was one of the DJs, the one that was playing the best stuff, the newest stuff. I talked to him when the DJs switched out. I wanted a playlist but he seemed resistant because he thought I would copy his DJing music. I’m not a DJ, but I would be a pretty good one without his playlist
He wasn’t too friendly, but I was loaded, so maybe he didn’t like talking to drunks? I dunno, it’s not like I was an angry drunk or anything. I was a friendly but unfocused drunk. I certainly didn’t bother him too long the two times I talked to him. I was right to that point where if I drank anymore (I had the double kamikaze and a vodka cran, and then drank half of Jims vodka cran) that I would have been sick. At about 1-1:15am, Jim asked if I was ready to go, and I told him “no”, and danced some more. I talked to some girl about music; she liked my Agonoize t-shirt, and talking about music. Then she went to talk to this other guy. I danced some more, then we watched these two girls dancing on this pole. This guy was chatting one of the girls up, and using his stupid glow lights on the end of his fingers. I feel they are stupid like glow sticks. I hate glow sticks. Well at 1:30, Jim wanted to go again. I mean I was loaded, but I could tell that he wanted to go. So I decided to go. We grabbed some Carl’s Jr going back to the hotel.
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I couldn’t sleep, I lay in the hard bed, and Jim crashed in the other bed, but I couldn’t sleep the whole night. 9am came fast, got dressed and got on the 10:25am flight. I felt awful, head was hurting, and that insomnia feeling. I actually felt better after I got some Tylenol in me, and shortly after takeoff my head didn’t feel like my brain was soaking in alcohol
We got home fast. The ticket said we’d touch down at 1:00, but we landed at 12:30... ..
When I got home, I tried to sleep and couldn’t. I went to bed at 10:30pm, but I was zoned out all day, the only thing I did that day except went to the store to grab some Yakisoba noodles, and stuff to make up some great stir fry: cilantro, green onions, chicken, bean sprouts and shrimp meat. (fantastic stuff)
I got 10 hours of sleep, got up, did my errands that I normally do on Saturday, watched the Super Bowl.. pretty much my whole weekend was recovering from Friday night… not from the booze, but from the insomnia. I think I couldn’t sleep was because I was afraid I’d miss my plane and be screwed. My “hangover” was over quick, but my insomnia and that weird too little/too much sleep filled feeling.
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That’s about it, nothing too fantastic, but I had fun.
