Haezer :: European Tour Diary [Entry 1]

i’m in london now. took me two attempts to get my UK visa and i got my shengen visa the day i flew!
the weather here is miserable. staying with paul (humanizer/lark), his girlfriend bronwyn and matt. they’ve been awesome. The other flatmate Luke, is in S.A. so, i’m sleeping in his room here in london and he’s sleeping in mine in S.A.

I have a deadline on a remix i was suppose to finish last week, so the first week i just stayed in the house working on the track. Friday i flew to Brussels to play fuse with felix cartal and borgore. Fuse is a cool club. there were about 2000 peeps there and i finally got to meet Trashing Teenagers. They are very cool guys. Very young guys.
It was awesome to see Borgore play. he annihilated the crowd. from the back it looked like a 1000 people mosh pit. it was crazy! when i started setting up, i couldn’t even get ableton to open, cause the room was so damp that my trackpad wasn’t working!

I played after borgore at 3:30…it’s crazy till how late these kids party.
The kids were clearly fucking tired after borgore’s destruction, but it took me 30mins and the dancefloor was crazzzy again. i had fun. met borgore after my set (he played another gig that night while i had dinner with the promoters and Felix Cartal) got to bed at like 7:00 and woke up at 10:00 took a train from brussels to stuttgart via frankfurt to play with le petits pilous, noize generation and autodidakt .

met up with andres (autodidakt), probably the nicest guy i know, and checked out the venue.
my booking agent from switzerland came down to party with me, so we had drinks before soundcheck. her name is shibo and she is awesome.

After soundcheck had sushi with LPP and Noize Generation. all three are fucking rad dudes. later that night me and jean from le petits pilous were singing bob marley tracks while a tattooed mad man was force fed water by two desperate girls…more of that later.

The stuttgart show was one of my favourite european shows so far. It was rad, cause when i started the kids were like, WTF is this? they swayed a bit, started dancing a little… by 30 mins into my set people were moshing, chanting, fucking screaming. it was very cool. i later suprised them with a stage dive and played chop suey to end things off. the guy from le petit pilous, jean, came up. said : “fuck, this is really hard. i didn’t know you play this hard!”, kissed me on the cheek and then went on to say he loves me.

they really took it well. some dj’s would just tell me to fuck off and be pissed off that i played tooo hard before a major international. So i really like lpp, and i really enjoyed their set.
after their set it was backstage mayhem. by this time everyone was fuck drunk except the dj’s…I was drinking on stage, but wasn’t that drunk yet.

the one dj who opened the night was schnogging this weird, really young looking chickie. he would just fuck off, she’d wait talking to no one, and then start schnogging again when he came back. i thought that was funny. also there were pretzel sticks backstage. they were my favorite.

noize generation’s set was also very good and his camera guy clearly thought so too, cause he was partying his ass off! he was quite a buff looking dude (the cameraman, not noize generation. noize generation is VERY tall and 18! can you believe it 18! i feel fucking oubrood man) and his whole arm is tattooed, then he starts getting really weird. clearly he had too much to drink, but all the while jean is encouraging him to drink more.

by the end the guy got so drunk, he devolved to an infant state with two girls trying to give him water, but saying it’s vodka so that he will drink i: it was quite weird to check.

walked to the hotel, cause everything is so close, chilled in stuttgart a bit…went to the only skateboard museum in europe. how rad is that? a skateboard museum! it had all the very old like mockups of skateboards and then the history to the 70s,80s, etc. with retro sneakers and boards on the walls and a miniramp. so you’re walking through this museum with kids skating boxes and ramps around you.

my flight left at 19:00 and this is where the only shitty bit comes in my trip so far. the customs lady (i mean bitch), takes my zippo. i’ve travelled to europe, australia, fucking london hardcore Heathrow, and no one’s ever said anything about a zippo. then she’s like, mmm, what toiletries can i take from this weird looking guy with the hat. so she takes my gel…

anyway. it’s monday and it’s 12:31. i’m getting outta bed now, coffee, a smoke, try and get halfway with my trashing teenagers remix and then go sight-seeing with adele. apparently we have friends in common and she’s offered to show me around. sweet deal.

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