Really looking foreward to next Friday at Jackson Pollock Bar!

Saturday evening I played on the Seebühne. Pretty awesome, since the stage is actually built into the water and the first rows could dance in the water. The weather on Friday was perfect! My gig too. Altough, a little short, and when Paul started playing on the main stage it became obviuos why most of the people where there :)

Monica Kruse had played in the tent at the same settime as me... when finished, we took a few drinks and joined Moby on the big stage. That was great!

Again it was a homerun for the old Freiburg originals Rampa and David Mayer. But the curly one and "The Polish Dream" were also warmly welcomed into the circle. Sadly captain curfew is still runnung around the houses so we and the dancing mob had to leave the building at 5 am. Speaking of 5 - this is exactly the number of hours Adam Port and &ME had to wait at the airport to get on their slightly late plane. Thanks Easyjet.

Adam and David stopped in at the bar not too long ago, now it was my turn for a solo. Of course starting the night by filling up the tummy with all the goodies south Germany has to offer, washing it down with russian water later on. Sadly I had to leave again early the next morning, so I was forced to leave Freiburg's springbreeze behind just to be hit by the Berlin icewhip again in exchange. Next time I will definitely add a few more days to stay. More pics on FUDDER.

As every year on Christmas eve, Rampa played at Drifter's. Blurry memories! But the remaining commemorations are of the finest. Hell, how full it was... see ya next year!

I took all of the photocameravideos and fiddled up a little video. It mirrors most of the memories that are left in my head. First we drove out of the fog and into the sunlit green nature, hanging out with the cows and listening to live trumpet. Then we had schnitzel at a great place named "Ochsen". After some and another "digestif" we finally arrived at the club... jea, and then that crazy taxiride!