tioneb
08-02-2004, 10:27 AM
(typos unchecked)
Almost eleven here and I m stuck on this computer. The fact that its currently playing good music makes me forget in only slept 1h30 in the plane. So ehre is this Saturday nite review.
The pizza and the two espressos which has spent the nite on my messy table just remind me we were a bit speedy to get the plane to London. Enough time though to make me wear my special « non-haircut ». All the girls around me know that will allow me not to get a girl tonite, which will make me more enjoy the music.
At the airport we chaeck without any problem, perfectly knowing the mate im travelling with has his ID which is not valid since one year (oo old). Then we realized that we slept a bit too much in geography class : UK isnt in Shengen zone, and the admission is really restrictive. My mate stays stuck at the airport… too bad… and worse when i arrive in London becasue the ID checking is almost inexistant….
In 10 minutes i manage to get out of the plane, change my money, buy train ticket and get to the train. Kewl im earlieras planed and i arrive at Turmills 4th in the queue. Five minutes later there are 50 people behind me. The nite will be packed. Its sold out.
By some kewl hazard the girl next to me in the queue is French. Shes kinda VIP freak with her poker card to enter ( ???). At least that allows me not to have problem to enter. I want to say her thanks wheni see ehr 10 mniutes laster in the club, but shes already tashing herself at the bar. I remembered she told me she is half Irish so nothing schocking. Peace to the really nice sweetie she is.
Just have the time to pull off my coat that the HOG tshirt kids recognize my Emergence T shirt. Ampassassin will give me so Birmingham accent lesson while im trying to teach his grils how to kiss on cheeks to say hello. Chris Finke is playing and the music is definitely good.
Time to talk about music : Paul Mac and Mark Broom are doing the thing in the other room. Genuine Detroit stuff, minimal techno, acid house.The people dissing them for making silly srummy tracks should have been ehre to hear they have a huge musical culture. Congrats !!! But Chris Finke, and then Ben Sims, do it harder at the other room… People started screaming from 11 or so, so guess that when I was at the Broom vs Mac teh venue (what i should call « the labyrinth ») was totally full. Was like tube corridors at peak hours. Time to say hello to Sam Horam and seeing my understanding of English is definitely bad when ther is music in the background.
But we all understand music. Oliver Ho does his live in the main room. Im happy to see that someone uses Ableton Live in a clever way, with a midi controller. Really nice melodic tribal stuff. Definitely a good live. Told to be boring by some people, but the fact i was often going to other room made me enjoyed so much the parts ive heard, a true good techno live act in my opinion.
Derrick May takes the decks and after an SMS battle i finally meet Max Duley. Really nice guy !! Ben Sims and Chris Fike walking around say hello. Amp was right to tell me Finke is nice, ahhaha hes the living proof that i am not that much talkative guy !! Poeple close to me wouldnt beleive tehre a guy on this planet more talkative than me, but he is definitely… And well i guess taht a promoter is always happy to see someone travelling from abroad just for his party heheheh.
Thean this is Derrick May time.
Chicken lips is funny. A Guy Called Gerald is groovy and funky. But thats in the other room you have to be. Derrick May. A first hour of a bit boring tribal again and again, but with ENERGY. The funk is here and invades all the room. Impossible to move on the dancefloor. Iam so tired that i feel second, so im just moving a bit staring at this « dancing breasts » girl. Everywhere i was she was there too, you could see the top half of her breasts maintained by some kewl bacl top, but she was dancing in a way they were constantly jumping. Derrick May time, my mind is out of control. Impossible to understand Sam trying to explain me we can use Soulseek. The Avril remix of French Kiss…. Back to the floor after some short visit of the gloomy corridors.
May plays Jimmy Sommerville « You make me feel ». I couldnt have left with this signature of the guy. But its time to leave. I will miss Surgeon, but I dont wanna miss my plane. I forget 5£ in the cab, which was already expansive. Train. Plane. Bus. Home. It smells pizza here. Grrr took me half an hour to write this, and this Dave Ellesmere album is going to its end. Ths Jeff Mills DVD is staring at me, next to the finished IKEA candle.
Defnitely London is a nice city for clubbing. Good atmosphere, good music and pretty girls all the way. My haircut had succes, i got no handjobs in the gloomy corridors, i guess Surgeon spanked all the girls who left alone that night.
Almost eleven here and I m stuck on this computer. The fact that its currently playing good music makes me forget in only slept 1h30 in the plane. So ehre is this Saturday nite review.
The pizza and the two espressos which has spent the nite on my messy table just remind me we were a bit speedy to get the plane to London. Enough time though to make me wear my special « non-haircut ». All the girls around me know that will allow me not to get a girl tonite, which will make me more enjoy the music.
At the airport we chaeck without any problem, perfectly knowing the mate im travelling with has his ID which is not valid since one year (oo old). Then we realized that we slept a bit too much in geography class : UK isnt in Shengen zone, and the admission is really restrictive. My mate stays stuck at the airport… too bad… and worse when i arrive in London becasue the ID checking is almost inexistant….
In 10 minutes i manage to get out of the plane, change my money, buy train ticket and get to the train. Kewl im earlieras planed and i arrive at Turmills 4th in the queue. Five minutes later there are 50 people behind me. The nite will be packed. Its sold out.
By some kewl hazard the girl next to me in the queue is French. Shes kinda VIP freak with her poker card to enter ( ???). At least that allows me not to have problem to enter. I want to say her thanks wheni see ehr 10 mniutes laster in the club, but shes already tashing herself at the bar. I remembered she told me she is half Irish so nothing schocking. Peace to the really nice sweetie she is.
Just have the time to pull off my coat that the HOG tshirt kids recognize my Emergence T shirt. Ampassassin will give me so Birmingham accent lesson while im trying to teach his grils how to kiss on cheeks to say hello. Chris Finke is playing and the music is definitely good.
Time to talk about music : Paul Mac and Mark Broom are doing the thing in the other room. Genuine Detroit stuff, minimal techno, acid house.The people dissing them for making silly srummy tracks should have been ehre to hear they have a huge musical culture. Congrats !!! But Chris Finke, and then Ben Sims, do it harder at the other room… People started screaming from 11 or so, so guess that when I was at the Broom vs Mac teh venue (what i should call « the labyrinth ») was totally full. Was like tube corridors at peak hours. Time to say hello to Sam Horam and seeing my understanding of English is definitely bad when ther is music in the background.
But we all understand music. Oliver Ho does his live in the main room. Im happy to see that someone uses Ableton Live in a clever way, with a midi controller. Really nice melodic tribal stuff. Definitely a good live. Told to be boring by some people, but the fact i was often going to other room made me enjoyed so much the parts ive heard, a true good techno live act in my opinion.
Derrick May takes the decks and after an SMS battle i finally meet Max Duley. Really nice guy !! Ben Sims and Chris Fike walking around say hello. Amp was right to tell me Finke is nice, ahhaha hes the living proof that i am not that much talkative guy !! Poeple close to me wouldnt beleive tehre a guy on this planet more talkative than me, but he is definitely… And well i guess taht a promoter is always happy to see someone travelling from abroad just for his party heheheh.
Thean this is Derrick May time.
Chicken lips is funny. A Guy Called Gerald is groovy and funky. But thats in the other room you have to be. Derrick May. A first hour of a bit boring tribal again and again, but with ENERGY. The funk is here and invades all the room. Impossible to move on the dancefloor. Iam so tired that i feel second, so im just moving a bit staring at this « dancing breasts » girl. Everywhere i was she was there too, you could see the top half of her breasts maintained by some kewl bacl top, but she was dancing in a way they were constantly jumping. Derrick May time, my mind is out of control. Impossible to understand Sam trying to explain me we can use Soulseek. The Avril remix of French Kiss…. Back to the floor after some short visit of the gloomy corridors.
May plays Jimmy Sommerville « You make me feel ». I couldnt have left with this signature of the guy. But its time to leave. I will miss Surgeon, but I dont wanna miss my plane. I forget 5£ in the cab, which was already expansive. Train. Plane. Bus. Home. It smells pizza here. Grrr took me half an hour to write this, and this Dave Ellesmere album is going to its end. Ths Jeff Mills DVD is staring at me, next to the finished IKEA candle.
Defnitely London is a nice city for clubbing. Good atmosphere, good music and pretty girls all the way. My haircut had succes, i got no handjobs in the gloomy corridors, i guess Surgeon spanked all the girls who left alone that night.