Trike's Euro-log: Club Attent
Dutch people are crazy!
Seems like they forget how to sleep on the week-ends.
Friday the 13th:
We played at Rikke and John's great little underground bar "Club Attent" at around midnight to a crowd made up mostly of Stephen's old AKI friends. It was a great show with great sound and nice peeps.
We played an acoustic version of Sun Burns Up with Rikke on the banjo, and the audience was silenced (and I think Stephen almost cried). He made a video of that song when he lived in Holland a few years ago, and people that were in the video came to support Trike that night.
John bought a cd before we played cause he was so impressed with my sewing skills, (Hell yeah!)
John bought a cd before we played cause he was so impressed with my sewing skills, (Hell yeah!)
Rikke lives in the Charlois Quarter in Rotterdam, a strange neighbourhood.
Before our show, I took a walk by a river near his house and I found a
magical bridge that led to nowhere/garbagey-swamp with fat ducks
quacking all around me. It was surreal.
Rikke, Lisa and John were sweet and hospitable and I hope the Attent, and their new bar 'Good Fuck Occasions' does fuckin' well, fuck.
Before our show, I took a walk by a river near his house and I found a
magical bridge that led to nowhere/garbagey-swamp with fat ducks
quacking all around me. It was surreal.
Rikke, Lisa and John were sweet and hospitable and I hope the Attent, and their new bar 'Good Fuck Occasions' does fuckin' well, fuck.
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