How a Summer Academy clubbing ended

How do you remember the farewell party of the non-human, the third meaning and the cinéma copains courses at the Denkmal bar?

When I saw the girl who looked like a gazelle and the guy who looked like a bear arguing while they tried to dj using an online music tool that has advertisement interruptions every fifth song I had to turn into a youtube-dj because I wanted everyone at the Denkmal bar to freak out. I took over the laptop from the head of the student union's financial department at the Academy of fine Arts Vienna and while I searched for some house track that would fit Rihanna's „Only Girl (In The World)“ 16year old Miro from the third meaning graphic novel course comes with a song request and since I don't play it immediately he starts a discussion on mainstream vs. alternative music saying that we would all be „alternative people“.

People come to me with all kind of farfetched music requests - „I want to break free“ from Queen, 109 beats per minute, bloodhoundgang's „Burn Motherfucker“ 97 beats per minute, Falco's „Rock me Amadeus“ 90 beats per minute - while I try to develop a danceable accelerando. It feels like I'm a failing youtube-dj, but every now and then when I turn around to the dancefloor it is shaking. Of course to do the thing properly the computer should have been on the other side of the bar, a real dj would have an eye on the floor always. I don't know how long I youtube-djayed. At some point the head of the student union's financial department at the Academy of fine Arts Vienna requests to leave with her laptop and a real smart phone dj from Aachen takes over. The dancing goes on until ... maybe around three-ish the music suddenly stops.

A girl called Kassandra climbs the stage and starts giving a speech:

„I apalogize in the name of all artists, in the name of all lovers of culture, in the name of al lovers of the Denkmal bar, in the name of all Salzburgians, in the name of all the cultures that I personally do not understand but I apologize in the name of all and I just beg for respect.“

A girl:“I don't get it.“

A guy:“We are in solidarity but...“

Some drunkard: „Respeeeeect people!“

Crowd:“Yeaahhh! Rrrrrrr!“

Kassandra:“I beg for respect. We can dance, we can drink, but please...

A guy:“Shit!!!“

A girl:“No music!!!???“

Myself:“Please, what?“

Kassandra:“If you are having fun, we are having fun. If we are having stress, you are having stress. Please ... fair.“

The crowd applauses.

Some guy:“So what is the problem?“

Kassandra:“This respect which is also difficult for me to understand means that please treat us the way you want to be treated yourself in the sense of our association. You want to have fun, to drink, have a jolly good time.“

The girl again: „I don't get it.“

Kassandra:“Please! We also want to have fun, drink, have a jolly good time. But! We have certain guidelines. If you share these guidelines together with us we can do this together. If we don't keep the guidelines we really gonna have some stress.“

A guy:“Which ones? Which guidelines?“

Another guy:“Give us a guideline! Can we still dance?“

Kassandra:“We can all dance but please in such a way that the guy above us can sleep.“

Suddenly everyone starts „Shhhhhhhhhh!“ and „Ssssssssss!“ and we realize that it is about us having to be silent. The crew from the Denkmal bar didn't want to kick us out directly because they made a nice fortune on filling us up. But of course that was the end. On the first floor above the stage of the Denkmal bar is the bedroom of the ice hockey trainer of Red Bull Salzburg. He threatened to call the police if the music would have continued.