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Yep, you are right it's, as you have already noticed, another report from the
<link=g11a.scr>party</l>. Why was it so great for me? Errmmm, I don't know how to tell you. It was
simply talking part in the very first computer party in my life. I haven't any
comparision with the first edition of this event, but I know that it was simply
a fucking great experience for me (some people are saying that it hurts the
first time ;-)) and I will certainly remember it until the last minute of my
pityful life. Before I go to the main part of this text, I would like to thank
and say " -HEIL!- " to the organisers for their dedication, nerves of steel and
angel like attitude. Keep it up guys, I hope to see you soon in another place,
another time...
The first part of my journey on the way to Wroclaw was very quick and free of
problems, so I even don't remember it. When I arrived I waited for Grey and
Sqward. I expected some difficulties with meeting the Mystic Pedophiles
Dangerous Duo. Hopefully Grey recognized me without too many problems (I don't
even know to this day how he managed to track me down.. He managed it with help
of the photo in which I was posing with the burger in my mouth - wanna see it,
then read the Chosneck mag #0!). We then only had to wait for Sqward ... And we
waited, and waited and waited and..............................................
nothing Sqward-like showed up, so we were forced to go without him. Such a pity
(as you will discover it later, not so completely as it seemed).
The trip to <link=g11b.scr>Dresden</l> was quite nice and it was even more action packed :-))). As
I finally landed in the train with Grey, the new attractions struck us. The
first one was the very drunk man (a standard polish guy, really jaded drinking
veteran) and he started to chase us with something like a blunt spoon hidden
within his sleeve. Piece of cake. Next one was the control point on the border.
The germans asked us simply " -Vodka? Zigaretten?- ". After a moment of
consternation we said " -Noooooo... No, No...-" without any regrets. But when
this fucking teuton started searching my bag (he even looked into my sandwiches
;)) I started to think (a very rare event for Saulot) and something popped into
my head " -Shit!! Grey has two bottles of vodka in the bottom of his bag. Thats
too much. We are doomed. I will certainly go to jail. And what I will do there?
They have no television there..... What about my mum? What I will tell her?- "
etc..... All I could do at that moment was to sit down and watch as the man dug
through the many layers of stuff in one of Grey's enormous bags. But before
uncovering the final layer, after which everything would become clear, this
asshole (teuton I mean) gave up like a bitch!! Ha!!!!!! We were free!!!!!!!
We arrived at Dresden Hauptbahnhof without any perturbations. Grey had some
problems with the proper detection of direction (rhyming is fun, I perform it
in my spare time :-)). After a while we found the GAG 18 building. Grey phoned
back to Poland and he found out that Sqward had missed his train. We still
weren't sure if he would arrive. The most important thing was that he was
holding some prizes for the <link=g11c.scr>EIL</l> competitions. Ah, I haven't mentioned that we
arrived one day before the official start of party, so we weren't sure what to
do next after reaching the partyplace, but we were invited to enter a club by
this weird looking guy, who could even be the vocalist of swedish group called
"HIM" (hmm, strange similarity) or a member of something like a sado-macho
community. This time showed that I was wrong, so wrong. He was the owner of
this club (sorry I don't remember your name) and he had very nice clinging
clothes (it was something like a system of early-chef-proximity-detection).
Sorry, I am very clinging sensitive ;). We said " -Hi!- " to 505, Joe Cool,
Spion and No. After that we were presented with a station that turned out to be
" our- polish- station- to- the- end- of- party". With a german beer in hand we
started conversation with the pals mentioned earlier. After a while Deez (Mind
design) and Asteroid (farting is fun :)) joined us. Grey was shocked that I
wasn't talking much at first. I told everyone that I must to "accomodate", but
no one understood that word. So everyone who doesn't understood this word has
an opportunity to look in dictionary and check it ;).
All we had to do now was sit, waiting and see who reached the partyplace. This
was a very exhausting activity and resulted in a visit from the well known
RezGods. Next we set up the Grey's falcy and we nearly didn't noticed Sqward's
mysterious appearing. Gooooooooooooooood...... Everyone was in the place.
The rest of the evening was mainly spent on talking, drinking, writing realtime
article and watching old demos Next there was sleeping time. Joe Cool presented
us with a nice sleeping room, but it was soooooooooo far, soooooo high, but it
doesn't matter because I normally live on the 7th floor. I'm glad that I didn't
spend that night somewhere in a park or a street. I also have to mention about
club localisation. I spendt nearly all five days in a basement full of Atari
computers (I haven't seen this amount of them in one place in my whole life!)
and I had no reason to go out. There was everything we needed - food (pizza
rulez!!!), showers (they showed us some pretty, oriental looking girls, hehehe)
the sleeping place (with very comfortable chairs to sleep on) and of course
loads of nice people with computers that maybe don't rule the world nowadays,
but they are still alive, still kicking and for very long they will be amazing
us, I assure you...
The next day passed very slowly. More people arrived, I hope that I will not
forget anyone (I have good memory, but a short one ;)) -CIH, Felice (maggie
team), YES crew, STS, Sector one, McLaser, a band of pizza mad swedes and of
course more (big apologies to all people marked as "more"). Even the lost
transport of polish guys arrived (special hi goes to bus crew: Draco, Monsoft,
Vulgar, Rafal Kawecki, Piotrek Kruzycki ). Particulary all the time 'till
saturday evening, when the first series of compos were announced, I was
bouncing off the walls of the club, annoying some people with my person,
drinking beer, vodka, playing on the net (aaaaiiiiiiiiieeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!! free
internet access!!!!) and watching video's from other atari partys. Anything to
kill time.
What I can say about the saturday compos? Well, I will not conceal my
disappointment. If anyone tries to say that the overall level of this compo was
*good or better* or something like that then I will be in obligation to cut off
that person's head and piss down their neck. I will not say that there weren't
any good pieces of work (I still remember MSG chip&mod music, he is very noisy
guy BTW), but I am 100% sure that no one in the main room was fully satisfied.
People please try harder next time. This was like sitting in a cinema, watching
a boring movie without the possibility to go out. You should bear in mind that
someone has to watch (and listen) to what you have created! In the end I didn't
really know from what my first impression originated. Maybe there wasn't a good
rehearsal enviroment, maybe I am not a chip & mod specialist, maybe all that i
wrote earlier is true, maybe not, maybe I should be happy for one simple fact
that someone is still doing stuff on Atari (but this one doesn't satisfy me at
all, but you?), judge for yourself... I know, I know.. the gentle art of making
enemies :). But let's stop with this moaning (which is not in fashion and not
well seen in these grim times).. The positive thing was my very first votesheet
in my life (small thing you know, but it makes a man happy :)). There was as
usual some technical problems with video projector, which delayed presentations
of entries, but I bear in mind that party was organized by only four persons
(THE FANTASTIC FOUR(five, six?) 505, No, Spion, Joe Cool) and making everything
run smoothly was nearly impossible, so I will forgive them ;).
The sunday passed off in a similar way (bouncing off and so on.....). Surviving
until the evening was easier with the help from Blade Runner, Bride of Chucky,
Carrie 2 and loads of beer. The short trip with Grey and Sygne (Hi!) to the
nearest Burger King was quite funny and inspiring. The coolest thing in this
trip was the two noisy german girlie-teens spitting on each other with ice and
Sygne acting as a werewolf chasing them into the toilet (hmmm, they were
frightened or what? Finally they ran off with a loud cry, hehehe). But this
didn't prepare us for the next event at partyplace - THE WHIP-PONG TOURNAMENT.
Such a pity that we couldn't manage to return in time to sign on the long list
and take part in it :-/. This compo just knocked me out. The rules were simple
-you have your channel (Left or Right) and you are making some noizz to the
microphone. Techniques of various vocalists (If I can use this term) were very
different and quite original. Finally after a series of confrontations, TAM
from T.O.Y.S was declared the winner and he earned for himself three beers.
The tension was growing in every minute. The long awaited demo and wild compos
were delayed by video recorder malfunction and some other minor things. But
finally we were presented with entries. Some nice intros, XL/XE demo entries
(which were awful and shouldn't be called demos). And then there was the ST
demo compo with the only one entry Sector One and Dune demo, but quality of it
was astonishing. Great design, presentation, chip-tune and effects really made
it stand out from the crowd. It was a pleasure to watch it, really worthwhile.
These sort of productions are showing what ST is capable of. In the wild compo
there was presented a short film from Havoc & Friends. I liked it very much.
Action packed, good bashing, blood, very fast cars, guns and women(?). All
factors required by a good film. But ehm, I don't remember who has won in the
end ;). Another entry in this competition was Ascii Nation by Maggie editor CIH
As I noticed it was an ascii comic (someone should read it loudly ;)). The rest
of entries I don't remember, sorry. And then the most important part appeared
FALCON DEMO COMPETITION. It was certainly the revival of a falcon demo scene
from a long recession. At last something is going on :). Thanks to DHS,
PARANOIA, T.O.Y.S, REMO, SPICE BOYS and ESCAPE for their quality work. Well, as
always I could stick to some things, but I won't do that. Good work pals!!!
When the smoke after the compos cleared up, it was monday morning. We decided
with Grey and Sqward to not fall asleep, because we had a train back home at
eleven o'clock, so going to bed was equal with staying forever in Germany
(which one isn't as bad). We have somehow survived awake to the official end of
the party with announcment of competition results and various prizes give away.
After that the people started to disappear and partyplace deserted slowly with
each passing moment. After some time we had to leave (me, Grey and Sqward). It
was sad to leave GAG18, truly. Everything looked like a landscape after a
battle, so I felt very guilty that I couldn't help a little with tidying up the
club. I will go to hell for that :].
In the end we reached the trainstation and said good bye to Germany. And then
there was only the brutal comeback to harsh reality...
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