Hamburg/Molotow: After a long break, finally on tour again! And this venue is not the worst one to give it an excellent start! Everything was the way it should be. Arrival snacks, free drinks galore, friendly local promoters (Natascha, we love you!) and tecnicians and a great audience made us forget our awful drive and the tiny backstage room. We enjoyed a wonderful evening with our friends in HH, and we always like to come back, next time in the Hafenstrasse maybe?!? Hey , Layton: thanks for the Wesley Willys tape..rock over London, rock over Chicago...
Flensburg/Volksbad: Mhmmmm, playing a concert in the middle of the week is not always a good idea, right?!? Especially when the "usual audience" drives to Hamburg to see those emo-wimps Jimmy Eat World. The people that had shown up were a little bit stiff, but anyway, the club was OK, the local promoter (Pia) did everything she could to pamper us (great pancakes!).The accomodation is on the second floor of the building, so you don't have to worry about who's driving later. And from your backstage room you have a beatiful view on the harbour... Good breakfast too
Bremen/Tower: This place sucks and has not deserved such a good audience!! Any further comment would be a senseless waste of energy. that day, we nearly killed our promoter Pietsch and finally decided to fire him... PS: next time in the Wehrschloß!!
Berlin/Schokoladen: Hungover (Hello, Capri Bar) and pissed off we drove to Berlin where we somehow scented that this will be a special evening. Ever had the feeling you're welcome and everybody is doing his/her best to give you an enjoyable stay? Well, that is what this place and these people are about. And they even didn't know how much we needed to be pampered after the tower-experience!. The audience was awful (we too, sorry for the fuckups). Thanks a lot for this wonderful evening, compliments to the cook and to Rübe's bathtub. We shurely will come back...we love you!
Bielefeld/Falkendom: Sunday evening and almost everybody in Bielefeld was hungover, so, of all the people we expected to come, only Benny really came. Anyway, the promoter's assistant (cool glasses, man, and good luck with the lady!) was friendly and we hope that the few that came to see us were amused and satisfied. Even if they didn't shred and mosh and what the hell else. At least they applauded. An hour or so before we started to play, Rocket became sick and he spent the whole night puking in the Hotel.
Hannover/Bei Chez Heinz: Bad news in the morning. Rocket had been to the hospital, were he received infusions,some pills and the medical advice not to eat for 24 hours and to lay down. What should we do? Cancel the show in Hannover where they were already waiting for us? Hell no. We drove there, and gave Peter, our merchandiser, some guitar lessons, so that he could play seven songs with us. The rest of the show was played with only one guitar and therefore we had to cancel some songs. Anyway, the audience didn't care too much and wanted more, so we played some songs twice (we know, that's unprofessional, but it was fun). The venue is situated under a swimming pool and is one of our favourite spots in Germany, because people there know how to treat their guests. Excellent food, and a good party for the ending of the tour! We decided that such a special moment cannot happen again and cancelled the last show in Marburg.

After we finally told our booker to go fuck himself, nothing really nasty happened. This told us that we've been right getting rid of him.

The second part of our tour (Freiburg, Heidelberg, Dortmund and Marburg) was quite ok, except the troglodyte-skins in Marburg...I hate latent agressive people no matter which political orientation they have...and if someone can't take a joke it's even worse...

The june tour was fun. The first show was in Munich (yes I know, that's not Austria, but it's on the way to..) I can't remember the show very much but what I DO remember is the bongs in the EXPENSIVE Wohngemeinschaft. Even Punkrockers have to be rich in this city! We absolutely enjoyed the shows in Vienna (Chelsea)and Linz (Kapu), the gig in Feldkirch (Rasthaus) was ok also, especially the bergfex kinda guy who promoted the show (bergfex is a German expression for the cliché mountain-dude: healthy, always in a good mood, drinking huge amounts of beer withou getting drunk...). teh loveliest part was our romantic drive-home taking the ferry over the lake of Konstanz and visiting the Rhine cascades in Shcaffhausen.

Berlin/wild a heart was cool, well I'd rather say hot...we'll come back one day or the other. the Rostock festival was BIG, with everything a true punkrock weekend needs: cops seizing your van, live-fucking in front of the stage, a Nazi manifestation the next morning with traffic signs leading us directly to the center of it, an hour or so at the nude beach. What did really suck was the heat and the traffic, especially the 2 hours to get out of Berlin and the uncountable accidents in the eastern part of Germany.

Stemwede was cancelled due to serious trouble caused by nasty little animals in Marc's bowels.

Bad Nauheim was not bad, a little youth center in the middle of a tourist city, lots of little punkrock girls dancing and -obviuosly- trouble with the police .We apologize again for having taken the other bands amp with us,

Later that summer we played some open airs, including the full force festival in Rostock where we saw a punker-couple fucking right in front of our merchandise-stand.. Nothing really special to mention except maybe the dumb-ass straight edge youths in Schüttorf. If you ever see a band called "Fire in our veins" announced, do not go to see them because they'll make you feel guilty of everything! Mama's boys fighting against evil in Nike socks. Politically super-correct vegans driving to the show with daddys big station wagon, insulting the band which gave them their instruments to play their shittty music and boring people with straight in your face political statements...Fuck Off!