Berlin is… Mainstream


On Friday night I received the following message on my mobile  from my flatmate: What is mainstream today? What first sounded like a philosophical question, I later understood was supposed to mean this : In which club can my study-buddies and I go tonight and find a normal mainstream party? I realised that I simply didn’t know. I have no idea under which rock the mainstream hides itself on the weekend. Oh, I certainly know where jackasses go. But I have no idea what the majority of this city would consider a good party. So, you see I have still some homework to do.