so, happy new year dudes.
its the first of january, five thirty and i’ve got a really strong coffee. I woke up this morning and my head was slightly sore. New years in copenhagen is mad. It was like living in the blitz for all the fireworks, and as well as broken beer bottles in the bike lanes we saw some smashed up shops and crazy drunk danes.
At the place were we are staying, some of the crew put on a party. It turned out only being their mates (about ten), lots of beer, a really big sound system (6k) and a huge empty warehouse. Me and G spent the midnight hour together and then i went and had a practice on their rig. The dj console was setup in a boat/art work thing which was sound proofed and there was no monitor, so occasionally i’d stick out my head to hear what was going on.G gave me a critical review afterwards, and it all seemed to be ok.
At about 2ish we went to the Candy Factory for the main event. We got there and the place was heaving. I’ve already described the place, but there was a sound system upstairs and down, with people in every room between. We went upstaris to get stuck into some cava and listen to the dudes playing their version of daft punk. Upon reflection, daft punk was totally the sound of the mid noughties, so somewhat appropriate – so long as i never have to hear it again.
so about 4am arrived and it was my turn. I decided to play the downstaitrs room which, although it had a slightly smaller sound system, was darker and fuller. Of i went, and realised that i had setup my gear in a spot in the room with an even lower roof than everywhere else, so i was at a 90 degree angle while playing. The danes seemed to like it, and just as well ‘cos i ended up playing for 2 hours before getting relief. Funny enough, the dj after me sounded like he was part of a french electro musical duo….
Now, not to put a downer on the whole affair, but i got a puncture on the way home, and after cycling for a bit, decided to walk. Now, a lesser person might have taken this as a downer, but i walked the last bit of the journey and it was really nice. ’twas me and a load of danes on the roads, and although it was cold, it was a nice way to end what had been a hectic night.
And now we’re back to now. i’m in the kitchen drinking coffee and Grainne is making food! I’m gonna head away and start finishing many of the little bits on the van that i’ve started and not finished, so i’ll catch you later.
Brian