You what!?
Yea it's a bit of an interesting blog title. In the last few days I've worked harder than I have in ages, ok so I've had one or two fairly acceptable excuses but still this was full on work combined with a lack of sleep.
We arrived here in the little village of Wehen, Taunustein, Weisbaden (Nr. Franfurt) on Tuesday night to find no one in, so we drove down the road leaving a note on the door and craving meat and grease we set out to find a kebab shop. what we found was a busy city, a really good kebab shop and (when we went for a quick wonder to pass the time) a wine festival. unfortunately we weren't really feeling the vibe for wine that night but what a great idea.
Wednesday we slept, drank coffee, did some washing and talked to our host who shared about how this community began, the struggles it's gone through and how it's worked out. It's an amazing story.
Thursday morning: up at 7 cos someone's coming at 8 to get a truck and pick up a load of stuff for the music festival. half 8 comes and we meet Thomas, jump in his car and head of to get a truck. first stop tho is to drop off his 10 yr old son for a band practice (this band play at the festival the drummer is one of the best I've seen, the front man playing lead, rhythm and vocals is amazing. they're no older than 12 but have a stage presence to rival many.), then back on the road listening to tunes he's recorded in his home studio (a completely sound proof room and some super cool gear) and hearing his life is all about his kids, his wife and the music.
A few trips around to pick up truck loads of stuff, up to the festival ground and the big set up begins (well when I say big. the rigging crew and tent erectors seem to be Steve and myself and (when he arrives) action man DJ), by 4 o'clock the day the festival opens we're just about ready. Steve and myself however haven't been so tired in a long time, having slept at the ground for security purposes and been kept awake by lightening and then a torrential downpour that pushed us to sleep in the car.
So action man DJ.
this guy is the last person you'd expect to scratch things up and wind out the tunes; the army boots and tucked in trousers, tucked in t-shirt, long thin plat of hair and flat bushman's hat all point to the conclusion that this is action man. as he helps us put up tents, showing his knowledge of wind power and pegging techniques we little expected what we saw the next day.
Same army boots, tucked in trousers, t-shirt and plat but a black baseball cap had replaced the bushman hat. Here was a cool DJ. as he set up his decks and spun some funky beats I sat in the sun and pondered the old saying: 'you can't judge a book by it's cover'.
So Ukrainian hardcore: Drummer, Bassist, Guitar, a tiny girl singing, screaming and generally producing enough sound for someone twice her size and another Scratch DJ.
It's been a long weekend with some great music, great people and great fun and then they ask: 'Will you come back next year?'
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