The Date: 16.8.2005
The Place: Frannz, Popkomm, Berlin, Germany
The Album: Signs of Life
When MelesMeles, SLS and I found the ticket office, we were baffled
by the fact that the timetable had changed. It showed that Poets would
be at 10 pm. instead of 11 pm. Well, me and SLS were glad because we
wanted to see another great Finnish band called Lullacry. They were
supposed to perform at 11 pm at a nearby club. Another thing that
surprised us was that I had reserved us tickets via e-mail but no one in
the office seemed to know that. We got our tickets anyway and left to
tour the city a bit.
We were at the meeting-site at 7.00 pm sharp. Only problem was that
we were unsure of what side we should be: the entrance-side or the side
where there was a big sign that said Sparkasse. So we just kept
patrolling between those two and we were getting a bit bored and
irritated. But we kept our spirits up by singing Someone Special,
Shallow and Late Goodbye. The others (Jutta, Perla, Sascha, Vilma,
Rasputin, Paulex, Johannes, Ellen and her boyfriend) arrived about 7.40
pm. There were lot of hugs, greetings, talk and gossip. Then we decided
to search a place to eat and found ourselves in an Asian restaurant, the
Royal Elephant. I wasn’t that hungry, I had had a big Falafel-thingy
earlier. So I just ordered Irish coffee and some baked apples from the
desert-menu. When I made the order, the waiter just laughed at me. I was
like wtf, what was so funny?
The atmosphere was warm and happy, but the table was very long.
Therefore there wasn’t any chance to talk to the people at the other end
of the table, only those that were near you. I was getting exited and
wanted to go already, but we ended up missing almost the whole gig of
Humane.
When we were almost in, Rasputin realised that he had forgotten his
ticket to Sascha’s car. When he and Sascha went to get it, we spotted
Jani who was entering the club and said Hi to him.
When we finally got in, we found out that Poets were going to perform at 11 pm. After all. Weird.
But at the end I was glad about that. Before Poets a band called
Iconcrash performed and once again I became an instant fan. I have seen
them once in Tampere, but this time I really fell in love with them.
After their gig SLS and I talked with the singer a bit. He was really
nice and very surprised that we were from Finland.
Then the guys started to carry their gear up to the stage. I was
happy that I got a few shots of Tapio; normally it is really difficult
to get a decent picture of him behind the drums. And he looked really
hot with that black shirt. Luckily we forum-peeps were able to get to
the first and second row and I was in front of Mark’s microphone. And
there weren’t any borders between the stage and the audience.
Mark gave us handshakes and soon after that the show started. He was
wearing a black bowler hat and he kept playing with it, he even put it
on Ollie’s head for a while. I was looking forward his speeches and I
wasn’t disappointed. The normal lines were absent and he talked about
watching rainy Berlin from the seventeenth floor window and driving
around in a taxi. Another funny line was when he joked that luckily he
was jumping so much, otherwise he would have to run backstage every now
and then because all of the water he was consuming and that wouldn’t be
fun at all…
I could have listened to his Gorgeous Irish Accent ™ all night, but unfortunately he wasn’t speaking so much.
Another thing that was absent was that Mark didn’t ask us to sing
the lalalaa-part in Shallow, neither the chorus in Late Goodbye. But he
did ask us spell the L-I-F-T and to clap our hands. At one point he
asked us if we were having a good time and we shouted our lungs out and
throats red. Then he pointed to the back of the place and asked if they
were having a good time. I think one or two voices answered and Mark was
happily surprised: he did get an answer!
The first half of the gig I was taking pictures and then I put my
camera away and jumped, clapped, sang and partied. I was enjoying the
fact that I was there with my friends from the forum but every now and
then it hit me: this was the last gig for a very long time. Emotions ran
very high and affected my brains making my memories a bit blurry…A good
example of that is that I can’t remember during which song Mark grabbed
my hand. I think it was Everything Fades but I’m not sure. He was
reaching out his hand and so I reached mine. Then he grabbed it, leaned
in, looked me in the eye and caressed his cheek with my hand. I can
clearly remember only the feel of his cheek: a combination of roughness
and softness. At that point I could have been knocked down with a
feather. God, that man sure knows how to mess with girl’s head!
I also shared a moment of synchronised jumping with him during Lift
and then he turned and shook his ass to us *laughs aloud* This time I
wasn’t paying a lot of attention to the other guys, but I did notice
that Captains comp almost fell off! I think it was because of Ollie’s
wild guitar…
When Illusion and Dream ended, the guys vanished from the stage. We
clapped and yelled and made an awful racket. I think I have never
clapped and yelled so much after a gig before. But that didn’t help;
they didn’t even come back for a final bow.
After a while Mark showed up to greet us and I got an autograph and a
hug. Then Tapio tapped at my shoulder and we talked a bit. I asked him
an autograph and a hug too and then we talked a bit more. He was happily
surprised that we were there; it had been nice to see familiar faces.
It would have been nice to hug and thank all of the guys, but they
didn’t show up. After Mark and Tapio disappeared, we hang there a bit
but then everyone just scattered around and left (but I had the chance
to give the chocolate to Rasputin and meeting Rubbishrose at the gig was
also nice).
I was a bit disappointed that there wasn’t a proper forum-meet. We
didn’t even take a group-picture, not to mention group hug. And I was
sad that now the whole reason to come to Germany was over and done with.
But there were some adventures waiting, the Berlin-report is coming up
soon.
Before I left home to come to Berlin, I thought that I was crazy.
Why would I go all the way to Germany to see a Finnish band that I have
seen 12 times already? After the gig the answer was clear and simple:
Because they are worth it.
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8 months with PotF, a total:
New friends: at least 20
Gigs seen: 13
Towns visited: (Tampere), Seinäjoki, Vaasa, Helsinki, Hämeenlinna, Kouvola, Berlin
Gear: red t-shirt and one red and one black wristband
Euros spent: I don’t even wanna know
Gigs top 3: Hämeenlinna, Seinäjoki acoustic, Berlin
Joy, happiness and excitement experienced and spreaded: immeasurable
A big THANK YOU and *HUG* to Marko, Olli, Captain, Jani, Jaska, Tapio, Marko, Petri, the rest
of the team and every fan that I have shared these months with.
Every single gig was a dream come true.
See you next year!!
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