Me and GT went to Fabric in London for the first time on Friday night and much fun was had. Watched some electro band called Kill em all, they were ok. They were on just before Erol Alkan and I spent most of their set watching Erol set up and organise his stuff.
At one point just before he went on he slipped out of the dj booth and walked towards the toilet. This was a golden opportunity to get in there and ask him something. Something intelligent, the kind of thing he’d not been asked before.
I waited patiently outside the toilets pretending to wash my hands. He came out and I pounced, “Hey Erol!” I shouted
“Hey” Erol shouted back.
Not expecting such a swift and friendly response, I panicked and asked him, “erm er so how did you come up with your name?”
“I didn’t my parents did”
“Wow! No way! That’s cool!” I then proceeded to kiss his arse and escort him back to the DJ booth, “keep doing what you do Erol!” I said, he nodded a nod that simply said I will get you with my none stop electro rhythms…and he bloody well did!
Incidentally I also siezed the opportunity to ask for a high five to which he humbley obliged, Snap! and all I thought after was that he didn’t wash his hands after going to the toilet.
Filed under: Kre8, Praise you, random
