a short review over a big party

The Love Parade might be the biggest party in the world, but it is definitly not the best (anymore). 'Though it started as very good idea, 'though its realy phantastic for Berlin that the city is linked to terms like LOVE, PEACE and PARTY; the quality is gone.

Stumbling through the mud, the desorientated masses are seeking for something to happen, but there is nothing than their own burps and farts in the rainy forrest. Ugly farmer boys, beercan in the hand, wet themselves, while their girlfriends are waiting, and torturing their chewinggums under their perm. Nothing for a dezent reveler. Lousy beers for lousy money. There are no ravers anymore, this unique type of party people, who celebrate their youth with xtc and mineral water, are gone. Drunken party-hools filled up with lukewarm beers are staggering around, while the tv-cameras poke in the crowd to catch some happy people. We are no walk-ons for the party industrial complex.

You better come for CSD or the Carnival of the Cultures. More fun, more intimate

But one word at the end: Dr Motte, the inventor of the Love Parade is still a nice guy. I met him(see foto) in C.A.N.S., while pushing alone (and lost)his bike trough the masses. No bodyguards, no vip-drama , nothing but a friendly smile. I hopes he makes a lot of money now and becomes not a puppet of other people who run the business. Congratulations! But not with me any more.

Chang Noi

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