this saturday wasn´t like any other...as you could read in a previous blog i finished my diploma thesis and i just wanted to have a celebration on that. but it came a little different...
at first i was booked in a club in bochum, called village for the party "allstars of house" were i was responible for the opening part till 1am. patric la funk and dj pearl, some good dj-friends of mine, should take the rest of the party.
so far, so good!!
when i left home i noticed that forgot my car key inside......togehter with the key for the front door!! i tell you, it´s a nice feeling!! ;) but i came in and reached the club in time...i thought at least...
the owner of the club let me in 15 minutes before the club opened and i started playing exact at 11pm, as agreed upon my contract. during the first our of my set i wondered a little why nobody came in, till someone told me, that they forgot to do the advertisement for the party and even the monthly schedule for the club didn´t contain this party...in this moment i didn´t know if i shoud cry or lough...but i didn´t know that i will come even worse!!
after my set my set i just wanted to get the money and leave, because i really had to hurry, my next booking should start at space club in herford at 2:30am and there was a distance of 155km to go!! But then it became a little strange, the owner of the club locked himself in a little room with a glass door and didn´t let me in. you an imagine how silly it looks: he on the one side, me on the other side, a glass door in between. this was the scond time, when i didn´t know if i should cry or lough!!! 15 minutes later he came out and wanted to tell me that i broke the contract, by coming to late (you remember: the club opened at 11pm and i started playin at 11pm) i was shortly befor to flip out!!! in the end we unite, i got my money and left....15 minutes to late!!
lets some it up till here:
i played 2 hours for nobody, my mood was on the bottom and i had a fuckin delay...
so i jumped in my car, 70 minutes for 155km to herford, then the district...the A2 (Highway i had to take) was completely closed...from this followed 20km behind a slow, and i mean really slow truck, through places nobody knows, but the people who live there and a watch around my wrist with merciless tickin clock hands...it was like the tick of the watch became louder with every minute...
back on the highway i was inensily busy by pushin the right pedal directly in the engine block to shorten the delay...in the end i reached the club at 2:40 am
then the nice part of the evening started (at last) i came in, the club was completely crowded an i was highly motivated....
i played the first record and everybody started screaming and throwing the hands in the air. it was a great mood in the club...i didn´t stop playin before 7:10am in the morning!!!
completely drunk and accompanied by a cheese burger i reached the hotel. there i only got one problem, my runnin heart (because of all the vodka red bull during the last 3 hours of the evening) anyhow, my heart was louder than the tickin clock hands ;))
crazy night, but i´ve been really lucky in the end!!!
cheers
noel