The Adventures of Smurf just got this on e-mail from Smurf Bonjour !! Thats me back from sunny France ! What an excellent weekend by the way. I was a bit rough on Saturday morning when I had to leave for the airport from Boony's in Edinburgh, Still drunk and was in 2 minds wheater to actually go - I dont know anyone over there, will they speak English, will I really get paid 1500 Euro's like they said?, will my tickets be at the airport etc. But I decided to go for the experience. Tickets were there, but they had me returning on Monday at 4pm. Didnt fancy staying in France an extra day, so changed my ticket to come back on Sunday. Arrived in Paris and come thru the arrivals and a lad is holding up a sign saying "G Peterson - Breast". I walk up to him and point at the sign and laugh. He didnt speak English (My e mail address at home has "Breast Mechanic" as my display name and they of it from that. They didnt knoe what Breast meant. A nice French girl was also at the airport who parles vouz English. 2 hour drive to Lille in North East France, near the Belgium border, arriving around 5:30pm I think. We went straight to the party, which was in a medium sized stadium with 2 area's, 1 drum & bass on a big field and the hardcore/hard-tek area was on a gravel type football pitch. Lots of various kiosk type things selling CD's & allsorts. Got took to the VIP area wre I discovered free Stella on tap allnight, also free wine and this traditional French meal of minced beef baked in ale and pasta. Wasnt very nice ! Met lots of nice people, and these evil loking skinheads who were harmless. They took me to the centre of Lille to a place called 'Wazzam' I think. I explained what a 'wazz' was in English, which amused them. Went for a couple of pints in this nice outside pub. met lots of other people and amused them with my French sayings, which were mostly rude. Wasnt keen on there greetings, saying Bonjoiur and kissing on each cheak. I didn't mind doing it to the girls. Went back to the party around 9. It kicked off at 10pm (finishing at Midday on Sunday). The lightshow was amazing (video on my site) and it took a while to get busy. Around 2000 - 2500 people where there. Eventually met the promoter, a nice young lady called Sophie, who was very busy & stressed allnight. Got my VIP pass so I could wander round everywhere. Drank a lot and by 1am I was canny drunk, so started drinking water as I was playing 3 - 5. Sobered up by 2:30 and wheeled my record bag to the hut thing where the decks were. earlier on they had asked me to check out the set up to see if it was OK and everything was the right height for me ! Was crazy & odd being treated like a superstar allnight ! I glanced at the lineup and they had me down as 'Breast Mechanic' haha (photo on my site). Stood around a bit and this mad big dog jumped on me back and tried to mount me ! It was tied up behind the dex. Crazy. It also kept putting its head between my legs from behind when I was playing. Another dog came up and started barking like mad. I had to ask the sound man to get rid of them becuase I thought if they stay here for the 2 hours Im playing my music will send them bezerk. Scary, dont like animals. Anyway, played for 2 hours, started off slow at around 200 BPM then towards the end around 280 BPM and the odd 300 - 400 BPM track stuck in between. The have this mad gabber dance over there where they kick there legs funnily (video on my site). I recorded some of them in the morning when it was light to slower gabber. When I was playing there were those mad grinding things with all the sparks going off to the right of me. Nice. The sound was so loud too. In front of me was a big fence and I couldnt really see the people, but to the left there was a gap where this massive wall of speakers were, like the size of a double decker bus. 5pm came round quickly and I went of in search of my newly found friends and free beer. I downed 2 pints quickely. Couldnt find my friends and went back for more beer and more and more. Found my friends and we bopped around and drank for the rest of the night. Was really knackered by about 8am then I bumped into some Dutch guys that knew me so I had to drink more. I went to the VIP tent and came back with 8 cups of beer and 4 kit kats on a silver tray for them. Later the try was used to spin on my head etc. Amused them by chatting to French girls, asking them to show me what a French kiss was etc.... Had a burger about 8 (sun was out and hot by this time again). Went to get paid. I told Sophie that 1500 Euro's was a silly amount of money (she asked me of that was enough) so I said just give me 500 (300 quidish)and do something rude with the rest. Later told her to keep the 1,000 Euro's and pay for a flight for her and 2 friends I had made to come over to my party on July 26th. So they may be coming. Had a couple of outs sleep at a lads house (DJ One Gramme!) before I had to get on the train to Paris, Really didnt want to leave like. Everyone was so nice, bah. Still drunk, had a pint in Paris airport, got some mad souveniers, a pink cuddly Eifell Tower, a big pencil and a flute, oh and a bottle of cranberry vodka. Got back to Edinburgh around 5pm, went to Boony's, tried drinking that vodka which was so strong & horrible, fell asleep. Lots of other mad stories not suitable for e mail !! Photo's etc on my site http://www.GeordieGabbaMafia.org Au Reviour mad bastard
Bonnet De Doosh - Showercap Mon Crayon et grande en roosh - I have a big red crayon Grand deriere - big bum Ferme le finetra - Close the window Je vais gerber - Im gong to be sick T'es bonne toi - your hot
