Haezer Tour Diary :: London & Europe :: Entry III

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Check out the previous entries here :: Haezer Londong & Europe Tour Diary Entry I | Haezer London & Europe tour diary entry II

ENTRY III

When a uniformed old lady points to your crotch and says TAKE IT OFF…you know you’re in for a rough ride…

MISSION TO VENICE…

ok, 2 things: i hate customs. i hate ryanair even more.

customs we all know why. they are grumpy, miserable people 80% of the time. i mean who decides, hey guys, i wanna be in border controlling, cause it’s the most awesome job ever!

anyway.

ryanair makes you pay to check in luggage, the plane is shitty and small, the service sucks and the queues are always super huge.

finally i get to treviso, with no sleep and i land @ 9:00…remember i went to the airport at like 12:00 the previous evening, cause the last train went to the airport at 11:30.

i meet up with tommie from onion agency…he’s a fucking nice guy and can actually speak and understand English! yeah, c-o-m-m-u-ni-ca-tion is good. most of the italians don’t give a fuck about english..they’re too cool for that shit. they just drink espresso and bitch in italian…but not tommie.

he took me sight seeing around treviso. we had espresso, wine, more wine, some bitter campari and of course. pizza.

i went back to the hotel to catch up on some sleep. no use. half an hour sleep just made me more tired.

SOUND CHECK.

the club is awesome. quite small. holds about 1000 people, but it has a nice feel to it and it’s still very new. this was the 2nd gig they will have there. went to dinner with tommie, gerruzz and his girlfriend and the rest of the onion crew. I really like gerruzz and his girl, such real and down to earth people.

23:00 – no people
00:00 – NO ONE

and now i’m stressing. oh fuck. maybe no one here knows who the fuck haezer is…

00:30 – Jackpot. 300 people come streaming in…

by 01:30 it’s hard to move.

it was a really fun gig. there were 4 guys who made their own HAEZER shirts and they were very proud of it, jumping on stage, getting photies with me and all that…but it was cool.nice to see i have such dedicated fans. you can check the vid of (We’re Not French) playing…the crowd was awesome…always ‘singing’ with the tracks and giving me such good response.

FOR SOME REASON the kids in italy LOOOOOVE the ‘oh my god it’s techno music’ shirts. they literally pulled me into the crowd and like little gremlins tried to steal it off me…i had reach for tommie’s hand in ‘what seemed’ like a maize of hands trying to get my shirt…

NOW, LET ME MAKE THIS CLEAR…
it wasn’t like ‘oh my god, it’s haezer…just have to touch the dude’

it was…
fuck yeah.love his shirt. lets rob him…

anyway.
i got away with just my one sleeve totally torn…

after the gig i was chatting with wasabi, the boomzers and L.A.S.E.R. when two girls proposed to me. After some convincing i got the one girl to back down, but valentina just wouldn’t give up.
I finally convinced her too, by stroking wasabi’s bold head, proclaiming my unparalleled love for him.
I stayed at the club partying till about 4:30.
next day i saw Venice…
it’s really pretty, but man it’s expensive…
like R260 for parking !!!

next up Madrid…i’m hungry now.