Tatiana, Fateful Years of Queen

A standard work of the Berlin Trans Scene?
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Tatiana
, ihreszeichens Berlin CSD sovereignty of sometime to keinerweisssorecht has a second part of their work Tatiana, Fateful Years of Queen put on the web.

She describes her fictional story in Berlin Dragzene, Your immersion time as CSD and its sovereignty

I have not even noticed the first part, then the second definitely delicious. Although Tatjana “Similarities with all other persons or events in the past, Present or future” possibly titled as random, I can not escape the fact, me that several of the stories, the people, Parties or practices appear quite not quite as random. Still, most people are still made good. Okay okay, somewhat exaggerated but, but has not played completely wrong on the whole.

This story could give to all Berlin Neutransen as the great Trans Almanac. Tatiana talks about the Schwuz, Wigstöckel, the Irrenhouse, the Kumplenest, the GMF, The Bangaluu, den CSD, the different transport scenes in Kreuzberg and Mitte, in your history are as varied as people Kaey Tearing, Gérome Castell, Chicago Rose, :Mataina Ah wie Süß:, Barbie Breakout, Melli Magic, :Nina Queer:, Polla Disaster, Tilly Creutzfeldt Jakob, Biggi Blonde, :ADES Zabel:, or Daphne Baakel.

Anyone who has read the, has already had a first glimpse of the Berlin drag- and Transeszene. I'm looking forward to Part III

A few excerpts:

The deep-set eyes, I had lined with mega long fake eyelashes, my lips just shamelessly painted and eyebrows just a few centimeters above the original, heavily pruned painted. Only the big nose I could not hide with cosmetic tricks, and the Adam's apple does not also.
But since I also acted as a gay man, who plays a woman, and no one knew, that I was a woman, Playing a man, the turns gay, to play a transvestite, It was not so bad.
I even had an extra left the hair on the upper arms, peeped between the glove and a sleeveless evening dress. I was, gave me in these circles as something real.

Gérome had begun, a little to take care of me.
“Y'know ¾, Old, We shemales have to stick together. Each of us here has daughters and sisters, the system I brought from USA. In, sonst ha`m wa doch keen! And who should take care of, nich when the family? Ebent! You are now my daughter. And for you I have also been a; Your daughter's name is Frank!”
“My daughter's name is Frank? Absolutely not,” I resisted from. “¾ I own nothing and I do not have the nerve, to take care of as a lost brat.”
“¾ Frank is not a brat,” sagte Martina ah – as – Sweet, at the counter of the Bangaluu `s got us. Martina was the only salaried tranny all over town. This chic club in the middle, the Kaey would certainly enter only dead, she was the consummate hostess. She liked everyone and everyone liked them.

Gérome had imagined Melli Magic and Barbie Breakout at the counter of the GMF. The GMF was a chic club in the middle, where on Sunday evening, the young, would cap off the weekend, pretty and rich gay nightlife of Berlin.
Now I understood kaya, Â's disparaging remarks about “¾ Mitte.” The Trans-scene in Berlin-Mitte obviously differed greatly from the in Kreuzberg.
Barbie and Melli embodied pure glamor.

Melanie, a truck driver in zebra dress, the safe 120 Weighed kilos, but still proudly known, so go to the bakery every day and spend his evenings on the Internet, where it is marketed as a 47-pound beauty, or Sieglinde, who do not trust, remove her beard and put it value, neither hetero-- to leave even classify themselves as homosexual, but “¾ Transmann” or “¾ multisexuell” their identity seemed to narrow limits set to.
“¾ I am unique, do you understand,” her words were.
My mind was whirling. How easy was my life but! Everything in effect acting!

Nina Queer is genoss, to break all taboos and remained so always talking. Similarly, excessive as Barbie Breakout or Gérome, but it was still doing a shrewd businesswoman, who had worked his way up from the French Seller to the party organizer and owner of his own pub. Your go-go dancers were an ancient, flabby couple, the naked dancing, and their shows were bananas puked, Smeared Nutella or pelted the audience with minced meat. The Berlin loved the.
I was always totally unleashed at my performances, my slutty Playback, lost my wig fell or equal to all of the Stage. So I drew me a solid, reputation.

Tatiana's story seems like a lapse of some years ago Berlin party scene and it's again time to read.

Tatiana, Fateful Years of Queen Part II
Tatiana, Fateful Years of Queen Part I

Justice D.A.N.C.E – Art Brut Hamburg

I have used from time to time my visits to Berlin to, to indicate music, the've heard before, and is rarely played by radio stations in Hamburg. However, the last time a long time ago and so I have now once again on two bands indicate, which presumably are understandable, but I had not been.

Here in Berlin I keep hearing these two names – but I'll bet, that they would not play again this time in Hamburg – and if they, it speaks only for, that the songs are really great.

Justice – D.A.N.C.E

cool, I do not know who are Justice, But a children's choir and beats like Daft Punk have swept me right from the first listen. Electronic Music, the going and fully clean skin. horny.

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v = foQVq2lGMs[/youtube]

Art Brut – St. Pauli

Art Brut I will not mention here, because they are particularly great, but because once again have a little Lokalcolorid in this blog. Actually, the guys are more for the song Direct Hit known, but a song of St:Pauli's and especially from the text line “Pank Roc is nict tot.” consists, must simply be featured by me. Erstrecht moderately cool if the radio host had to complain about, any band that cross mountain called a song and art breeding just St.Pauli. Whether probably because the next band is now a title with the name “Schwabing” would bring out.

Pfff St.Pauli and Kreuzberg with Schwabing compare…

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v = MB05ba9-xI[/youtube]

Locksmiths in Berlin

I am from Kreuzberg, Du Muschi.
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In the future, I can also say this sentence from the film Princesses, because for two days I'm home with an apartment in Berlin. More specifically in Kreuzberg, Legiendamm, outgoing from Oranienplatz almost 300-400 Meters from my new job in Orange Street. 61 mÃ, Â ² there are now rented out the fourth floor on top of me.

So I'm not even now arrived two years after my first visit to Berlin and finally, one to three visits per month in this city completely there.

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  • The fourth floor is, when so often with heavy boxes up running him sore.
  • Always finish, for key services do not open locked doors in seconds.

And, exactly Locksmiths. …. The apartment above me was barely passed and signed the handover protocol, made to the broker with the certainty of having earned just two months' rent to me back home to. Since I immediately wanted to wear something highly, I followed him on foot. …The new keys being on the transfer protocol and was again in my living room. Separated from me only by a closed door.

I had so, hardly taken over the apartment, and not carried up a carton, already locked. Fuck.

A key service so had to be. Called off to the nearest internet cafe and several key services in Berlin. I do not know if this is indeed the case, or whether it is just my feeling, that when a locksmith only cops and criminals to work. The first three different companies with different numbers I'm obviously ended up in the same center, because everyone called me 100% the same prices. 20€ pro ange prisoners 15 Arrival and departure and minutes 20 € pro ange prisoners 15 Minutes of work + 19% VAT…. Clear, then of course that the least 16 Minutes to run and work each.

…I negotiated with the next key service number a fixed price of 78 € with guaranteed non-destruction of my lock cylinder, waited and annoyed at myself. Overall, the service has no key 2 minutes had working with my door and now I know, that it is super-simple, to open a not completed door.

That really opened the eyes of. From now on, always completed, so I do not again need a Schlüsseldienst as fast.

By the way, the apartment is great and the area somehow. Viele Cafes, Bars, Restaurants. Although my house has many amazing Ö or Ü's's ​​name in the ring, but that is already. The first residents have already had to make experience with trannies, because Sheila has already passed my first home residents about the way.
As Sheila said by a few days

Sheila: Since I do not climb out of.
I: Since when are you so memmig.
Sheila: Not memmig – life-affirming.

You lives still, also geht das alles seinen richtigen Gang 😉

But whether it is really, that on the second day in this apartment in less than 100 Meters a brief police Hundred, had to stand two water thrower and a police clearing tank of the Poli time, the I asked me yesterday already.

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