Ballroom Kreuzberg and I have long wondered whether I should go. The weather was so cold, the club is so far gone, I weary Sun At the end I still decided. And rarely have I met such a good decision (except the one time I took another way home and have it found five € on the street).
The concert was absolute madness. The five to seven Icelanders playing like there is no tomorrow, with the motto that summed up the singer in a stunning German unequivocal "Spassss". Besides their own hits like "underwear" were some classics in a unique manner gecovert FM Belfast and converted into party anthems. After two hours, the band had played in the deserved leisure time. And for me it was time to get home after this concert, but were also endure cold and fatigue.
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