Ik vond het echt een keileuke avond!!
Best wel chique club, alleen die drankprijzen mochten wel wat lager zeg!
Zo'n kleine feestjes blijven toch het plezantste en dan ist ook leuk om nog es een praatje te maken met de dj's

En hier wat video'kes:


Mark Norman

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First State
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Last edited by Synthesia on Feb-22-2009 at 22:30

Ik vond het wel geslaagd, ze mogen zoiets meer organiseren in België!

alleen 4/5 euro voor een fleske jupiler is wa teveel van het goeie :|

Een paar filmkes (met GSM)

http://users.telenet.be/tranceminded/black/

Ik vond het ook een heerlijke avond, tot Johan Gielen z'n zwakke set. Daarna ben ik maar naar huis gegaan, ik was doodop.

Ton T.B. speelde een leuke warming-up set met veel leuke en (voor mij) onbekende nummers. Feel The Rhythm vind trouwens ik een heerlijke plaat. Herinnert iemand zich toevallig zijn laatste plaat?

(Mark) Norman was zeer degelijk, zeker het tweede deel van z'n set.

First State begon zwak met vocale nummertjes, maar daarna werd de ene hit na de andere gedraaid. Heerlijk! Wat hebben ze trouwens een vreemde manier van mixen, de ene (Ralph?) legt de plaatjes gelijk, en de andere mixt ze in zonder headphones.

Pluspunten:
- goede muziek
- knappe danseresjes
- goed geluid
- niet teveel volk
- leuke locatie
- veel sfeer voor een trancefeestje op Belgische bodem

Minpunten:
- belachelijk dure drankprijzen
- Gielen die stilaan afgeschreven mag worden

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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".

Last edited by Real on Feb-23-2009 at 11:29

Wie heeft die Gielen trouwens moeten pijpen om constant met z'n domme kop op feestjes te mogen draaien?

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Hier staan enkele leuke fotootjes.

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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".

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Originally posted by Real Hier staan enkele leuke fotootjes.

precies de bonzai tent op tomorrowland Crikke

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12" Chase: Vernon - Wonderer (Son Kite Remix)

The X-files - Closure (feat. Moby My Weakness)

Jama neje uiteindelijk was er wel behoorlijk wa volk ze.

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You pick up this working girl who's hooked on smack, who hussles and scores. "That's all I do" she says, she says "Ten bucks for head, fifteen for half-and-half". She says "Three hits a day at 35 per", you say "That's seven tricks a day at least", but she says "Sometimes I get lucky. Once this guy gives me a bill-and-half just to eat me, only time I ever came".
You figure you can save her. You sell your color tv, that keeps her off the streets a whole day. You hawk your typewriter for one jolt. Then your shotgun, your watch. A week later you say "Listen I'm a little short", but she says "No scratch, no snatch". You say "Look it is better to give", but she says "Beat off creep".
One night they spot you on the street in your skibbies trying to sell your shoes. You tell them who you are, but they nail you. Then she happens by and she says "Christ you look fucked", she says "Hang tough!". But you don't say anything, you just think "what a bum rap for a nice, sensitive guy like me".