Bella Italia! It was another 10 hour drive from Linz to Pinarella and when we arrived we were stoked about the nice weather. Nice weather – bad show. I think the promoter didn’t give a fuck. We expected more people ’cause it was a Friday night. After the show a DJ spinned his records and all of a sudden there were twice as many people as to the hardcore show. Sucked. The techno kids came with angry faces and Rick (THIS IS HELL) reported fights with techno kids from the last show they played there. So loading went quickly. We slept in a apartment on stained mattrasses only 20m from the ocean.
(Raphael)
Oh yeah Pinarella’s one and only “Flinstones Club”, the almighty rock planet! I remember last time we played there (back in 1856 with my old band Paint The Town Red) Kurt Ballou broke his hand on stage trying to use his guitar case as a wakeboard. However, tough ass played the last couple of shows and gained my maximum respect for being 100% un-pussy. But this time there were no broken bones, hearts or amplifiers. Lucky us, lucky Italy.
(Chris)
