So I went to a metal party in a moderately well-known club last night. The DJ is one of my best friends and I hadn't seen him in a while, so I went there early to get the opportunity to catch up. I was there at 21:45, and as expected, the place was empty. So we talk about this and that, and at around 22:15, my mate puts on a Grand Magus song of 4 minutes. Everything is empty as it begins, and as the song ends, the place is packed with people.
I don't know about other cities, but if you go out partying in the hip areas of Berlin, you have to be aware of pub crawls - tourist groups occupying one place after another, entering and leaving the place in one stash. This happened twice last night. Anyway, this one tourist strikes up a conversation with my mate and myself which went something like this:
Guy: "Is it true that this place used to be owned by Rammstein?"
Mate: "No, I don't think so."
Guy: "Some guy told me. I'm just a dreadful tourist, you must know."
Me: "What's true though is that the place next door used to be frequented by Lemmy."
Guy: (wide-eyed) "Really? Lenny Kravitz???"
Us: