If you linger long enough in Berghain’s Panorama bar, if you remain until Monday morning when the sun is back up, occasionally they’ll open the blinds and flood the room with light. Maybe you’ve been in there dancing for 15 hours. And then you, and all the other people who didn’t get bounced, the elect, are bathed in this infinite glowing band of gold.
When Decius were last touring, Luke mentioned he had watched a George Michael documentary that said he had lived above a nightclub in Berlin. They could surely only mean one place. George would never have shacked up above KitKat; far too classy for that. We decided it had to be Berghain.
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