The previous blog left off in Paris, where we stayed up all night partying our a$$es off with Claude Von Stroke and Justin Martin. Once daylight hit, we had a couple hours to catch our AM train to London to do it all over again at the much talked about Warehouse Rave, which would feature Dirtybird Records biggest lineup ever but we ran into some trouble at the station.
We were stopped at Gare du Nord, when police scanned our suitcase and noticed how many DirtyBird Stunners were in there. They claimed we needed a work permit if we were doing business out there. So we were left with no other choice than to stun the officers for entry into the UK. We broke off a dozen dirtybird Stunners and they agreed to let us through and board the train.
So we’re on the way to London. It’s about 2 hour train ride that submerges under the English Channel. Once we arrived at St. Pancreas, we stored the rest of our personal baggage at the station and jumped in a black cab with our suitcase full of Db Stunners straight to the Warehouse. We didn’t book a hotel since we were only spending less than a day there and the intention was to stay up all night until we had to catch a plane the next day for Easter.
We arrived at the venue right before @Vonstroke did. Boy was he a beautiful wreck. He too was dealing with his bag of issues realizing his computer was still in Paris and dealing with getting it to London. When I saw @MrJustinMartin, he was also feeling the pain of our previous nights antics and chose to his shield his hangover behind his Db shades.
So there we were in this empty warehouse still sobering up from last night like zombies. 8 hours later all the potential space would be filled with over a thousand ravers. It was so sweaty in there when night rolled around that @Vonstroke took off his pants at some point in the evening and didn’t put them on until late morning. It was so sweaty we hardly realized we were pushing it for almost 50+ hours being awake.
It didn’t matter, nobody cared. We were all Stunned up either in our Db Stunners, micro fiche Stunt or slap bracelets. It was a beautiful spectacle when you are on stage and the ravers in the front row are wearing your Stunner Shades. The music never seemed like it would end but around 7Am when the sun came up, the party was over. @Vonstroke was still up because he had to play the afterparty till noon. We didn’t make the after party, but we stayed up for a couple hours drinking tea and crumpets until it was time to catch a flight to our next destination. When we finally boarded the EasyJet Plane and settled in our seats, everything immediately went lights out and this 2 day party turned out to be one of the most epic experiences in our young companies lifetime. Jetsetting, stunnin, getting low and rocking the fuck is what we live for.
Check out this video by Point Blank, the official sponsors of the Hatched Tour. There’s some great footage of the party.
For more pix, check out the album on The DirtyBird FaceBook Page
Here a couple shots with TodjiBoa’s 3GS