Meanwhile at the outskirts of Berlin.

Daft Punk – One more time

Romanthony

Forget all those fashion blogs taking pictures of Spanish tourists on the streets of Berlin; this is the real shit: S-Bahn between Ostkreuz and Ostbahnhof on a Thursday morning. You go. Berlin to NYC. All the way.

“So what’s up man?
“Cooling man”
“Chilling chilling?”
“Yo you know I had to call, you know why right?”
“Why?”
“Because, yo, I never ever call and ask, you to play something right?”
“Yeah”
“You know what I wanna hear right?”
“What you wanna hear?
I wanna hear that Wu-Tang joint”
“Wu-Tang again?”
“Ah yeah, again and again!”

HJ.Geissen after his peaktime set at the Oanser weekender in Eivissa. This year’s kick-off event of the balearic ballermann springbreak festivities.