oh, how fast the time races by; how the third skribble birthday party seemed like just last week, but a different lifetime in the same breath. how we had spent all year waiting for the next birthday and how, endlich, it was at last upon us. last years' party was the highlight of what drew itself out to be a suitably cruel year, culminating in this darkest, longest of winters, and then what better way to mark the slow rising of the spring, the changing of the clocks than to commune together once more under the sublime banner of all things skribble-related; to bathe in the magical other-world that they seemingly effortlessly manage to conjur from some distant dream of a whistful memory.
it was with much good fortune that i found myself travelling north on the saturday morning of the party with the magnificent brothers iskandar; having spent the previous day with the whole rubbert twist gang shooting what shall surely prove to be a very splendid set of live-performance music videos, and how this little road-trip was the perfect antidote to the chaos and draining nature of the day before. our path had us move from the oppressive cold of the rhein-main to the even more oppressive cold of the ruhrgebiet and saw heavy snow begin to fall as we found our way to bochum and the rotunde, the new location for this most important of ceremonies. it transpired that i was the first of our number to arrive and, in wishing fond farewells to raid and chris, i cautiously stepped inside.
i was immediately greeted by the most jovial team of three souls who were attached to the location and attending to a number of chores in preparation for the evening, and it was immediately clear that the skribble-team had gone above and beyond any expectations i had of how special the location would appear under their amazing decorative stylings. the main wohnzimmer was awash with the most beautiful imagery which i subsequently learnt was procured from schools in the area throwing away old teaching materials; a truly amazing find indeed, and so beautifully arranged throughout the space; the effect truly magical indeed.
before long the skribble-gang soon began to arrive, each one setting about attending to their specific chores as the final transformations were made to the rotunde to turn it into a magical paradise for one night only; a truly remarkable feat indeed, and one demonstrating the unparalleled effort and attention to detail which sets the skribble-parties a cut above the rest. but still, amidst viewing this magical climax of the transformation how wonderful it was to be able to greet each family member with hugs and smiles as they arrived; the amount of kindness and love from this beautiful group of people really is deeply moving indeed. how a group of some the kindest souls i have ever met would ban together to create parties with the atmosphere that perfectly mirrors their warm, welcoming hearts; i am truly honoured to find myself a part of this world.
still further, how absolutely wonderful a moment when my dearest brother 2econd class citizen would walk in alongside the almighty glen porter, with whom i had not crossed paths in many, many a long moon; as well as the marvelous kevin mathews with who i had not previously been formally acquainted with. those boys had been on the road for a little while and had some adventure stories to tell indeed, and how it was all their first visits to the skribblepott, so how much of an added pleasure it was for me to be able to introduce them to as many of the family members as possible, and how my excitement was only building for their live performances a bit later on in the evening.
soon enough the evening was upon us andmthe guests started to arrive in droves; perhaps five or six hundred was the final tally, and how each and every one seemed to be swept up in the magical vibe that the skribble-team had created. before long the skribble dj-team was murdering it, the live performances were storming away; 2econd class citizen and kevin mathews killing it so hard, glen porter destroying all, and a very special mention for the mighty young frederic robinson who played a stellar debut performance featuring his really special brand of electronic-wizardry. each room was filled to capacity with guests, all with wide smiles, but it is always the way that there was scarcely enough time to take everything in; the night only lasting so long.
with weary eyes it became clear that the dawn had crept upon us and that the party was drawing to a close. farewells started to be made at intervals and how tentative plans were drawn up for future meeting times; both sooner and later, and how all our hearts were filled with such gladness and light after such a special communion. for our own part dyxz and i bid the remainder of the gang our fond farewells and stumbled back to the hauptbahnhof in the freezing cold of the morning to take an 07:16 service back to mülheim; a week or so of music-related-activity ahead of us. and so we rested our heads to sleep with thoughts filled with a haze of beautiful new memories to cherish; to carry onwards as we slowly begin to anticipate the fifth birthday party.
how i would very much like to take a moment to send all of my love to each and every one of the skribble-family; how i am so deeply moved by the kindness of each and every one of you, and how much it means to me that you would welcome me into your world so fondly. i shall always be forever grateful that our paths would have crossed, for all of these amazing good times over the last four years, and for all of the wonderful times still to come. let us all take a moment to celebrate the entire skribble-family; a unique group of decent, kind, caring, wonderful souls; taking steps to create magical times of close-communion within this oftentimes dark and lonely world.
happy birthday dearest skribble family
keep safe
jamesreindeer
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