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From The Digital Sweatshop
The Music, Art and Travels of Alan D. Oldham a.k.a. DJ T-1000.

The Birthday Party.

Wednesday, May 02, 2007

So I went to Stephi's place on Monday for her birthday party. Tuesday was a holiday so it was a big party weekend around Berlin. I started out OK but I ended up getting a little blasted off screwdrivers. Stephi was a fun hostess, telling cute little stories in German. I understood her, which means I've been here awhile.

There was also another Steffi there. She was like 6' tall in flats. I am fascinated with tall women (my business partner Giaxia is tall also). Nice little international crowd. I ended up talking to a guy from Sweden and this chick from Russia.

Conna came by. I've known her for a long time around Berlin. The plan was to go to Watergate, but her and her friend Irie ended up kidnapping me to Kino International where there was a party (rave) with Mijk van Dijk, Hardy Hard and Dr. Motte (Conna put me on the list for Kino and I wasn't on the list at Watergate so there you go). Music was a little commercial, but the crowd was great. Again, a lot of tall women. A theme is emerging here. I must be in that time of life where I'm getting shorter because people tower over me lately. Or maybe it's just because I'm in Germany.

I met Mijk and Hardy for the first time, gracious guys and Berlin legends from the early days. Motte started his set with that Marc Houle record and the crowd went berserk. That record is huge here.

I stumbled out of there at 5 a.m. or so and had to catch the U-Bahn home. It was freezing. I actually got on the U1 and after three stops figured out I was going the wrong way! LOL. It took me an hour to get home. Sun was rising and birds were singing when I went to bed. I did nothing the next day at all.

That next day was Mayday here, the international worker's holiday. There are always clashes with the police and stuff which is part of the reason I stayed in. If I wanted to get my head bashed in by cops, I can just stay in America for that.

Just kidding.

-AO :: 8:48 AM ::


  • Hi my Dear! I can not wait when You come back to Poland/Stettin. We love your music, and You now it :) Maybe You remamber me, we met in Crossed. My photo link www.amstafka.fotka.pl I send you a lot of kisses and good luck! Aleksandra!.

    By Blogger dropsik, on Wednesday, May 09, 2007 11:14:00 AM  

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