Collecting ourselves in the morning, after a quick breakfast
and shower we started our way to the North – to Rostock more exactly, where we
already had reservation for the ferry to Denmark at 15:30. With no problems we
got there even earlier and passed the time at the seashore in a good mood. The
ferry trip took about two hours, which seemed just minutes – it was a relaxing
time after being for hours in the van on the road.
Coming off the ferry our van
was waved aside for police and custom control. Ufff... we expected something
like this at the border between Sweden and Norway. The cop asked where we were
going and why. We’d better handed him the infosheet with the current show
instead of pronouncing the name of the club Ungdomshuset. The paper included
the day’s line up as well... “Kluster Fuck? Is that the name of your band?“
asked the officer smiling, seeing the name of one of the support bands on the
sheet. “So: sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll? Let’s see whether you have drugs“ and
in a minute a trained dog was let in our van to search... Even if we assured we
just have alcoholic drinks (which was not true this time), the dog was
carefully sniffed all the corners of our stinking van inside and in the end
found... the stick of salami under the seats :). While the policman
tried to separate the eager dog and the salami we were thinking with a relieved
smile how lucky it is to have not only vegetarian bandmembers when being on
tour!:) We were let go and after some hundreds of meters one already could hear
loud laughters and green smoke coming out of the carwindows...
In Copenhagen we found Ungdomshuset quite easily and in some
minutes we had to be looking for our jaws on the foor, which fell down so deep
by the surprise and amusement – this place is a huge complex (we can say
half-official squat or culture center) where on 3 floors we could find
everything: a cafeteria/ restaurant (vegan), rehearsal rooms, a library, sleeping
places for bands, a huge concert hall and in a separate building a smaller
(still big enough) concert-room with a bar... We arrived in late afternoon and
there were (mostly young, but not exactly teenager) people everywhere, there
was some presentation with projection in the library – everything seemed so
lively and active. All the time I was just wondering why a place like this,
offering youth to spend their freetime in a meaningful way, cannot exist in our
town Brno?! The gig was to start about 21:30, so we had time to take a small
walk around the complex and on our way back we met Charlie and Eva coming to
the show by bike (yes, many people seem to use bikes in this country). It was a
warm feeling to speak in Hungarian and Slovak far from our home and to meet
nice people like them (a friendship for life has been bound that night for all
of us, I think).
People started to gather for the concert, we could not
expect too many of them as there was Maquina Muerte playing the following day,
which might have attracted more visitors being it a Friday and having a band
from the overseas (Mexico). Still there were enough people to create a good
atmosphere, even the fact that at the bar they do not sell hard drinks did not
make us depressed, hehehe (Why? You will read about it a bit below:). A girl was
sitting at the bar looking very much similar to our ex-vocalist Tereza. After a
momentary amazement I forgot about her as I was busy with the distro until I
went in front for some minutes to check the first band... and guess what? The
girl was on the vocal producing inhuman voices, which one could not expect. The
band was called Diswolf and it is in fact the organizer, Jonathan’s new band
with a couple of gigs behind them. Crust as fuck, really raw and dirty, I liked
it very much (I still enjoy regularly listening to their demotape, which I was
lucky to have got hold that night, thanks to Kim from War Game Tapes, with whom
we made a huge trade).
The second band was that Kluster Fuck. I cannot find words,
either. Something like Idiots Parade or Lycantrophy – indeed intensive. Kristine,
the vocalis girl has an unbelievably strong screaming voice and the whole band
was full of energy. They are also a new formation, which I think we will hear
more about in the near future. We were really afraid to get on stage after them,
hahaha. Bricanyl did it at first and they made it. Then we closed the night
with our short blast hoping that everyone was satisfied.
The bar was to close at 3 pm, but as there was no hard drink
for sale, we started one or two more bottles of our slivovica, which was
distributed in the whole venue letting everyone who wants to taste some
home-made spirit from the South :). As a result (or also by the fat hash cigar made by
Jonathan) the bar was open still at around 4:30. (The slivovica got warm
welcome, unlike the Kozel beer in 1.5l plastic bottle – the girls at the bar
felt personally insulted by our offering it to them: they said in Denmark noone
would drink that shit in that form, hehehe.) Anyway, the whole complex with the yard is
locked for the evening/ night to avoid people unwanted getting in. Suddenly (hell
knows how much the time it was then) I just realized I am outside the fence and
all I want is to get in. As my memory
serves right (of which I am not sure regarding this tour:) I went out escorting
a girl to the nearby busstop, however the details of getting out are absolutely
unclear. After returning, by my shouting and bumping on the gate a girl finally let me in so
that I could search for our sleeping place as noone seemed to be around at that
time. After wandering some long-lasting minutes (hours?) in the labyrinth-like
corridors of the complex (as I did not remember where our sleeping room was), I
gave it up and lied down on some free bed in a seemingly temporarily furnished
room where some people that I remembered from the gig were already sleeping... and
I was lucky to have been found in the morning by the others from the band. They
were already after the morning shower and the breakfast (inculding some hash
again) and ready to go, so stinky and still totally wasted I could not do
anything but get in the van as we are about to leave this splendid country, 8-9
hours of driving ahead of us... to direction to Oslo!
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