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Blasts from the Recent Past: Birthday Bash Edition 5.0
Let’s set the scene:
Last year, I celebrated my birthday with a pop-up-vernissage that would slowly transform into a party and then into a jungle rave. It was a ‘Come and feel the energy of my latest paintings’ invitation, and the vernissage/party/rave was called The Phoenix (<– original info in this link).
Many of the paintings I exhibited are heavily inspired by the very best things from rave culture, so I was expecting them to send lots of cosmic rave energies from the walls and out into the room. A room which would then, eventually, turn into a dance floor. And then into a jungle rave.
And that is exactly what happened.
Al Lindrum feels the energy of the paintings.
I had the best time, obviously, which resulted in a JUngLEkalender problem: For the first time ever since digital photography was invented, I didn’t take one single photo the entire evening.
But fortunately, friends and family did, and these are some of the pics and videos from the night. Never published before.
The first part of the evening was about eating, looking at paintings, and drinking bubbles. And about family meeting friends. Here’s Drop telling interesting stories to my father.And here’s Svingsen and me stocking up on energy before raving.Svingsen just CAN’T WAIT for the dance floor to get started, while Mariiii pretends she can easily wait.More eating and bubbles, while the first dj of the night arrives: Al Lindrum in the house.Bubbles and family.More bubbles and family.More family. And photos start to get blurry.
Al Lindrum is on the decks, bubbles are flowing, Nygz arrives, Drop explains something to my older brother, and Elisabeth tries to convince Svingsen that time machines actually exist and no-one has changed one bit in twenty years. Elisabeth decides to take a selfie to document the time traveling paradoxes.And here, for reference, is a photo from my Birthday Bash eighteen years earlier.Food and happiness.My dad is thoroughly enjoying the vernissage conversations.DJ NiS in the hoooooouuuuuuuse.Let’s just enjoy another time jump to way back when: Same people, decades earlier.Chriszka explains the rules of the party to superstar Sofus, while Al dances to his own mix.Janek explains something to Drop.Sune explains something to Chriszka. (Fun fact: I know more than eight Sunes, and at least half of them were at this party. The Suner, the better.)In the background, Nico DeFrost explains something to Janek.Unexplained hat on the decks.
A video from before things got rowdy. No sound on this one, sorry. But a LOT going on. Spot yourselves! I keep seeing new stuff in this clip.
“Så er der rave!” This is where the vernissage ends and the party begins, caught on video. Al Lindrum sets the scene for the rest of the evening (“det blir’ faktisk bare vildere fra nu af”) , and Jokke takes over on the decks – for two marvelous hours. Spot yourselves in this video! – there’s a lot going on.Time flies for the barflies.
Dj NiS gets ready for his set, and we all seem totally involved in the process.
Sofia caught this entire scene from another angle. We are all really good at posing, LOL. NiS is on the decks, while Drop and Nufie appreciates, and CRS wants to discuss something. In this very moment, caught on camera, Sune Gamst happily realizes that 1) no, you DON’T have to grow up and it IS a trap! And 2) that jungle keeps everyone young. This has never been a secret, but you have to see it to believe it.
The cosmic jungle energies truly start to materialize on the dance floor. Specifically right behind Mariii.Emok learns something about junglistic hand-signs.
Looong huuuugs and dancing. Spot yourselves on the dance floor, you have three seconds!Rune meets Rudkjøbing.
From 22.00 and onwards, all dj’s played jungle, and everyone lost track of time. I certainly did. Footwear fact: I was so lost in all the fun I had, I completely forgot to change into more convenient rave shoes as the night progressed, so I did the entire jungle rave part of the night WEARING HEALS.
DJ Drop on the decks, hugs everywhere and hands in the air.For reference, I have (apparently) always thrown my hands in the air in this way when talking to people on the dancefloor. This is my Birthday Bash, 18 years earlier.Liquid and 2000F fixes things.
DJ Drop makes the crowd scream with joy with his vinyls-only set.
DJ 2000F FEELS the bass and the complicated drum patterns behind the decks. Dance moves! Liquid certainly also feels this.
A late night snippet from the dancefloor. The BASS in this! (Fun fact: I lost my earrings three times on the dance floor during the jungle sets from 22.00 to 03.00. All three times without noticing, because I was in the zone. And three times, three different people found it and gave it back to me, LOL. Yup, don’t wear heels and don’t wear dangly earrings to a jungle rave. (But if you do, do it at a gathering like this)).
And THAT WAS (almost) ALL, FOLKS!
A big shoutout to the people who photographed and filmed during the night. Is is SO RARE that I don’t take any photos, and I really appreciate this selection of memories from the celebration.
My Birthday bash, exactly 25 years earlier than the one we just traveled through. TWENTY-FIVE! Nis explains something to Rune RK, I explain something to someone on the floor, we still love jungle, I still wear sparkly and glittery and brightly colored clothes a lot, and I still love to decorate my walls with psychedelic stuff, so no, time probably doesn’t exist.
