Captain Freeshit: Win Tickets To [Click.]
Partytrainsoldiers, know this and ye shall be free, for Dave P hath descended on Medusa like a fat man upon a trophy wife. He has consumed it. Or, rather, he shall. ‘Cos this week, [Click.] is far from its own home at Fluid, and busting into (and out of) the teeny tiny durrrty sweaty Medusa lounge. Dave’s reason ‚Äî as well as that of his cohort, Adam Sparkles ‚Äî if Myspace posts are to be believed, is that “It’s like Berlin in there!” If, by Berlin, you mean “marinating in sweat and love juice in basement darkness as Royksopp remixes pump,” then yes, it is quite like Berlin indeed. And Philebrity has a bunch of guest list spots to hook people up with. To win, send an email to ihopeiwin[at]philebrity[dot]com with “ICH BEIN EIN BERLINER” in the subject line and we’ll see what we can do. By the power invested in us by Rainer Wolfcastle himself, we promise to keep you hooked up. Love, Philebrity.














