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Relax, there’s nothing under control

1 Sep

I am definitely falling in love again!
With who? U mean with what!
Another capital – Budapest.
Yeah, I know,  few posts ago it was Praha. After almost 2 weeks here and 2 other visits here, I can tell u I like it most! I’m loving it!

I don’t want this to be like a diary with what I did these days, but I’ll try to make a report out of it and a of party review, a travel guide and a declaration of love.

Relax, there’s nothing under control

Interesting that I, the control-freak can say such thing.

Actually I heard it in a song, at the Adam Freeland show, and I think this is how I can characterize the time spent in Budapest. And you should relax, nothing under control meant only the best that could happen.

It wasn’t me that took care of what we’re going to do…where…how…
It just happened. We go there, have lot’s of fun. Afterwards we change location and continue having fun.

The having fun part was very important these days. With great guys near you, always with good mood and joy, who not only love music but also are good at mixing it- it’s impossible not to catch the best parties in town.
I can assure u, the scene, also the underground scene in Budapest is very well developed. They listen to electronic music in many places: Moka Cukka on the island, Studio – Margit Island, Corvinteto – Rewind – every Wednesday, A38 – Ship, Dok, Diesel… and the list goes on. U can find at least a night during the week with a nice party with dnb, breaks, dubstep or what your heart might wish.

The whole week, beginning with the 19th of august was synonym with having a great time. I actually chose well the dates to come here. I didn’t know it will be this good, but surprises were welcome.

19th of august, middle of the week, a usual Wednesday. Not for Budapest. It was the last day of work, so the begin of the weekend – Ed Rush and MC Dynamite – @Zold Pardon – a great place, open air, for having fun.
Unusual hour to start a great party, but because being open air the sound had to be pulled down. From 20-22 a great dj set from mister Ed Rush and hell of a great crowd! It was still light and the party feeling was on.
After the set and a nice analysis of the pretty crowd we moved on the roof top!

where, the roof was on fire! Dj Palotai – great Dubstep, Breaks set, very hot in there, very cool on the roof…many brits, many great guys and girls all over. Nice nice nice!

Next day was also on fire, on fire works! Redbull Air Race during day with loud aircraft sounds.  A set of great, colourful fireworks over the bridges… I always wished i could spend a New Year there for that view – but it was even better – warm weather, lots of people and beautyfull fireworks

CIMG1908And there were also fireworks afterwards  - Shy FX @ Moka Cukka!! Amazing dj set – all the great hits from mister Shy, mixed with great crowd. I really felt the music, and my feet felt pain after so much dancing. And we couldn’t stop after that dj set, cause Palotai started his powerfull set -

I just love the satisfaction that I get before going to bed… so tired and so satisfied, taht even the next morning when i wake up there’s the smile – it was a great night!

Friday – it was only friday  - so the weekend just began, and i felt like it was over… after 2 days of heavy partying there was more to come.

Zold Pardon – Adam Freeland – God bless him – now that’s a show man!

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and yes, he’s on the dj desk! he also shaked hands with many of his fans, took pictures with them… great guy, and also cute:P

next –  Moka Cukka – Zodiac Cartel… interesting night. After so many crowded parties, I saw teh smallest crowd, maybe 30 people…

Saturday – Anime, Manga Festival – i was there also! With my friend, we found the freaks show! Harajuku street moved to Varosliget – and they were so cuteeee

check pics on this blog.

interesting to be between them – i always dreamed to get on the harajuku street – but i guess it came closer to me ;)

and next week more to come… i will try to make a Budapest travel guide – I guess i walked all over the town, I even can give advices how to spend a week and not get bored there. Cause it’s a city that doesn’t let you get bored

aaa did I tell you that u can take free dance lessons on the grass, in a sort of park… in the famous Deak Ferenc Ter?

yep, it was possible, every saturday in august.

oh… I miss you Budapest!

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TmBase08

24 Oct

TmBase 2008
Finally tmbase!! De cand il astept… e un simbol pt mine…fiecare vara din state astept sa se termine pentru ca sa vin la tm, ca sa ma distrez la tmbase!!!
So it’s clear – October means Tmbase – sa vedem cine vine anul asta.. London Elekricity – suuuuperb do I need to know the other names? Not really, it’s TMbase – it’s guaranteed fun!

Cu cine merg? With my gagica as usual
Merem cu trenu de dimineatza ca ne asteapta cealalta gagica pe care n-am mai vazut-o de atata timp..si cealalta lume buna..si ah cate revederi!

Vineri dimineata – ploua! great…
Do we care? Neah…
Ajungem in Tm… friiig… Frate ce e asa frig cand venim noi la tm? Trebuia sa fie cald ca doar e vestul. Whatever
Ajungem la Sedanka, nu e singura. Meet cheese – copilu meu mai nou de la bv.
Nice guy.
Ce facem? Oras. Papillion. Clar. E plin. Van Graph? Daaa
Moama ce fain l-o renovat, e cu mov si roz. I fit perfectly :D si ce bai… hehe. I AM NOT OBSESSED!

Finally Tmbase :d o noua hala. Lume destul de putina. 2 scene. A 2-a e mai fun. Muzica suna deja bine. Habar nu am cine punea. Da se poate ca si eu sa nu stiu! Observatii: prea mic, pica tencuiala, peretzii s-au incins..curgea apa pe ei. Da cui ii pasa? Distractia se simtea

Se umple hala. Lume, lume si iar lumea. Hello all! Yeah I’m back.
Am sa dau copy paste la program ca s-a respesctat :

Frig. Foarte frig. Noaptea s-a terminat. Muzica s-a terminat. Si fortele noastre.
Deci somn… pentru cateva ore. Program stabilit de parinti. Gratare, la casa noua.
Rude, discutii si noi. Not trying to fit in. we live in our sweet, special and colored world.

Sangria…sa curga noi sa radem. Eram obositi, da veseli.
Back in Tm.
Back to the hale!
Dubstep. Cah! Cah! Cah!
Scena 2 – sunete… d pe alta planeta probabil. Somebody save us!! We’ll get crazy!!
Ok… more dubstep…
Fuck benga!
Finally JFB!!! And here the madness has began! Fara Birdyman nu se putea.
Altceva nu pot spune: MASSIVE
Am dat jos vreo 5 kile. Am dansat. Mult!
Din pacate nu in fata, era imposibil. Plozi prosti cu nevoi de exprimare. Pogo..imbrancituri… undeva in mijloc ne-am gasit si noi sufficient spatiu de batzaiala. Nice…
London electricity and mc wrec. Misto.
Trg din nou pe scena. Mai ca o fost ca pe vremuri. Inca o noapte scursa.

Inca un festival reushit. Editia cu nr 11. a 3-a pt mine.

Prieteni pe cinste. Va iubi mult sedanka, cheese, eujah and the rest of tausend people

Poze? Sa pun si de alea? Dak am chef sa stau sa se uploadeze… mai bine fantassya.myspace.com

Si acum povestea cu iz de jeg…
Capitol separat
TRENUL GROAZEI

Sau foamei. Cica asha I se mai spune. Eu ash putea sa-I spun al setei. Setei de alcool. Sau ce sete? Al suprasaturatiei de alcool si betzivani. Si nu, nu ash numi niciodata asha oamenii c s-au intors de la party poate mult mai intoxicati d substante mai mult sau mai putin ilegale. Macar ei se comporta normal si sunt in stare lor naturala si mai ales k sunt pe acel tren cu scopul de a se odinhi. Dormi. Dupa atatea zile

Deci nu e vb de party people. E vb de cei din cauza carora suntem un popor de rahat!
Trenu iasi tm sau botosani iasi… in fine.. transporta lumea jegoasa… nu doar de noroiul din hale.

Mai exact. Drum linistit pana la Deva. Am avut compartimentul nostru. Eu cu bancheta mea, ea cu a ei. In alt vagon decat aveam loc.
Deva. Despartire de EA. Primit pachet de la mama. Gara din Deva neagra, adik full de lume, studenti nerabdatori sa ajunga la scoli… whateva.. I want to sleep. Back in compartiment cu un bagaj in plus. Si greu. Am mentionat?
Surpriza. Se umple. 2 pizde cu o mie de valize si cumparaturi “vai draga tzi-am spus ca nu trebuia sa ne facem cumparaturile aici!” au pus capac. S-o umplut compartimentu si culmea eu eram in plus. Eram 9…si sunt 8 locuri.
k…looking for a new spot.
Urmatorul compartiment full, urmatorul, la fel… and so on. Last one. 2 oameni. E bine. Imi aduc bagajele. Deschid usha.. iz d alcool. Nu stiu. Nu era doar palinca. Era si iz d vin si de bere. Mai conteaza? Am une dormi chit ca ei povestea cu volum destul de ridicat. Sa-mi fac locu.
Simeria. Adica au trecut 5 minute. De abia mi-am pus bagaju. Alt puhoi de lume.
Plus 2 rromi cu 2 rromi si mai mici. Unu in brate si unu agatzat d mana. Ia ghici unde gasesc ei loc cand restul compartimentelor erau full. Exact. La noi.
Pe corridor ma urmarea cu privirea un tip. Eye contact de cateva ori. Mai ales cand au intrat noii vecini. Am facut o fatza..probabil destul de sugestiva incat sa-I provoace un zambet individului de pe corridor. Ok. Ies si eu la el. E liber?
Da. Tot compartimentul e al nostru.
Pe draq. Au mai urmat cateva statii care au umplut si mai mult vagonul. Dak se putea… shish…
Noroc ca tipu era si el d la festival venit. Am avut ce povesti. Ridicare de moral reciproca. Mai avem 2 ore. Mai una..

Donshoaaaara, hac… ave ave avetzi cutzit?
Zice un batran clar mega alcoolizat cata mine… intinzandu-mi o doza d bere cu cheitza rupta.
n-am…
replica repetata mai sacadat, mai mult alcool in aer..yaaak..
NU AM.

Se chinuie singur. Injura. Da un pumn dozei. S sparge. Dar pe margine. Da sa bea, curge din prima gaura. Pe el. Si pe jos. Si peste tot. imi intinde din nou doza. Mai agitate. Mai nervos. Cuvinte mai de neinteles.
Un cutzit. Sa desfac. Dat bani pe ea. &^)*R* injuraturi din multimea injuraturilor reale da. D acolo R steluta …

DOMNLE NU UMBLU CU CUTZITE LA MINE. Din pacate… tipu meu zambeste… incerc si eu…
Batranul nu. Tranteste doza d bere de pamant. Perfect e si mai ud. Miroase si mai bine. Imbinare perfecta cu izul baii alaturate.
Dar incepe sa-mi fie teama. Injura. Bajbaie se agita. Vine spre mine. Nu stiu de ce am talentul de a intelege si neintzelesele cuvinte. Da majoritatea injraturilor cred ca mi se adresau. Ce sa-I faci? Daca n-am stiut sa umblu cu cutzit la mine … sa stiu s-al infing in cine mi-o cere!!!

m-am retras pt cateva mom intr-un compartiment d frica batranului…

minunat. Nu?
Se facu ceva loc in compartiment. Ne-am imbiat reciproc sa intram.
Caldura. Putoare. PUTOARE! Dar si oboseala. Am stat macar jos. Copiii agitate. Plansete. Urlete. Injuraturi. Rrom masculin catre rroma feminine: “Din (&)) ta o iesit.”. “daca tie ti-o placut sa dai din cur. Acu ii ai”
Minunata conversatie. Se intensifica cand batranul celalat incepe s-onjure pe rroma feminine. Se simte jignita. Loveste unde doare. Provenienta din estul de sus a Romaniei a batranului.
Cenzurez.

Mai 5 minute. Zice tipu. Hai tea jut cu bagajul. Bun.
Am coborat.

M-am jurat ca eu nu mai merg cu trenu ala? E timpu s-o fac acuma?
Dar degeaba. Voi jura stramb.

Festivale vor mai fi. Timisoara mi-e draga. Sper doar la oameni mai putzini sau mai cultivatzi?….

Unele legaturi din tren s-au pastrat ;)

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