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T O ECTS R ** The Official ECTS-Report ** \/ \/ London, September 4th-6th, 1994 ________________________________________ A couple of years back, the ECTS-show in London was an incredibly interesting event for Commodore 64-owners. Today the value is mere, while some persistant sceners still insist on meeting up in London every year. With the Commodore 64 being on decline whereas the big moneymaking companies are concerned, support for the machine is all to all at the lowest of levels. ________________________________________ W ECTS What is the ECTS-Show? ________________________________________ Twice a year, all the leading companies whereas computers are concerned gather up for gigantic rendez-vous in London. Deals are made and softwarepublishers show their latest work to ipress the press, and of course, each other. Today the show is dominated by the PC and modern consoles, and I dare saying this is where many new machines are launched. 64-wise, the attendants head straight for the bar, as we know the support is vague, if any at all. ________________________________________ T RENDEZ VOUS The best RENDEZ VOUS so far! ________________________________________ 1994 was an interesting year, at least for the few brave 64-people attending. I for one, left for London early Satur- day morning from Gothenburg, Sweden. Not only did I have a few jolly days ahead of me, but I was indeed meeting up with Charlotta, my girlfriend, who unfortunately moved to Oxford just a few days before the show. Afternoon, Saturday, I found myself sitting waiting for her at Shakespeare's Tavern just outside Victoria Station. Frustrated as I am about women always being late, I quietly drink my ciders steadily puffing away on my Marlboros by the minute and as I do I glance on my watch on regular intervals. One hour and a half she shows up, closely followed by my dear friends SOLAR/F4CG and DEFF/AVANTGARDE. About goddamn time. Sitting there on a pub in London by my- self was rather gloomy, I tell you. In some wicked way, me, Charlotta, SOLAR and CHIEF/PADUA end up walking around in Soho, basically in order to kill time. Apperently we've set up a meeting at Picadilly Circus, 8 o' clock sharp. Not that the German guys know the words sharp and decide to show up only 4O minutes later than agreed. Friday night was in my eyes a bit disastrous. With so many people and so many wills we really end up in the middle of nowhere, and it really starts to feed some of us up. Charlotta is the first to lose her faith in the brave crowd and as she heads for the busstop at Victoria Coach Station, me and SOLAR perform a smaller Marathon accompanying her along the way. SOLAR must have beaten the goldarn worldrecord in his attempts to make it to the bus on time! Returning back to the confused crowd we realize it is long overdue, so me, SOLAR and DEFF deliberately 'lose' the other people and head back for the hotel... THE HOTEL THE HOTEL - Not your average Sheraton ________________________________________ Last ECTS-show, FREESTYLE and some of the other attendants rented rooms in this cozy neighborhood called Angel. Clever souls did the same this year, and indeed it was a jolly bunch of rooms. SOLAR made a nice mistake and made sure he and I shared beds for two nights. Yes, when booking, the hotel- clerks thought I was SOLAR'S girlfriend. (Looking back at it now, I can't help thinking he did it on purpose! Haha!) O Once we returned to the hotel, we meet up with HOK/AVT and ANTITRACK/F4CG. HOK is not only drunk, but furious for getting lost in the streets of London, but the problem is easily solved and a few minutes later, we are puffing away happily on our ciggarettes driking DEFF'S nasty snakebites. I don't know what killed the time, but a couple of hours and laughs later, the other guys arrive, terribly woozy and jibbed up about the techno-club they visited. We sit around chatting around happily about life in general and HOK performs wonders with the English language stating some simple facts, "Hey, that's way fucking before your time" and "Okaaaaaay", words that strike hard in SOLAR'S ears having to bear with it. The first night has passed, and after spending a night in bed with the leader of F4CG I feel slightly aching. I tell you! SUNDAY I SUNDAY _ It's Showtime! ________________________________________ Sunday morning reveals some very torn and tired faces, but everybody still has a glimpse of joy stuck in the eye, and with that, we concentrate on getting ready for the show. STEVE/AVT is said to be headed for the hotel, and while I'm taking a hotshower, he apperently arrives. SOLAR has presented himself as NEWSCOPY, me that is, and as I come out of the shower, I say I'm SOLAR. We start talking and as we do, I tell him about my (haha!) board, my dear PIRATES and most important of all, my dear F4CG. Haha! It is always funny meeting up with people from the scene. Indeed it is. Headed for the show (Where did we eat breakfast guys?) we think happy thoughts of life in general. The show in interes- ting, but very much out of our focus, not giving as much as an inch for a Commodore 64. Instead, like last year, me and SOLAR head for the bar, steadily followed by a few brave ones. The bar is as usual jammed, and the prices are far from modest. Still, I do manage to squeeze down a few beers.(Belgian crap!) The day passes, and we manage to do some very interesting things. DEFF/ AVT manages to get a meeting with CODEMASTERS for selling a game, and up with another company, but the concept of selling a 64-game seems rather vague for the Brittish, and from there it is down the drain. Me and SOLAR talk a bit with the people at COMMODORE FORMAT, in general about TRIBUTE 1994, but also about helping a magazine that sadly enough is facing the worst of problems. With only 1OOOO copies being sold each month, it rounds up that COMMODORE FORMAT might not be released from November and onwards. It is our task and wish to help them in any possible way. Indeed it is. SUNDAY WOOZY SUNDAY T SUNDAY,WOOZY SUNDAY _ The last night ________________________________________ Sunday night is an orgy. After the show we head for DEEP PAN PIZZA CO., all of us eating a delicious buffet, where one can eat as much as wanted for 3.99, which is great. In general, we burp, talk loud and behave like any ordinary prank that I would usually consider be- ing an annoying little shit. Today, I am not. Stuffed and content, we head back to the hotel passing a nice liquourstore with lamerdetectors at the door. :) We head for a pretty local pub, and by golly it is a nice one. Everybody is rather woozy, and being so we have the happiest of nights, celebrating every- thing we can. The Sunday brings along many fine memories. Several beers and laughs later, back at the hotel, a guitar appears and all of a sudden we interpret our own versions of famous songs, and indeed perform some of our own. We sit out in the backyard of the hotel, starting a little modest with "Under the Bridge", only to continue with other hits. SOLAR for instance gets a boot when calling his girlfriend and me and DEFF sing the notorios "I used to love her"(Guns n' Roses). The clerks and the neighbors complain, and un- fortunately we are forced to go in. Doing so, HOK/AVT and SOLAR/F4CG sing along to the great G*P-hit "OH Debbie", and ode to Sorceress from Antichrist, and by golly, the clerks confiscate our belove guitar! We are forced to cont- inue without it. HOK, SOLAR, FREESTYLE and me decide to continue, in the kitchen performing nasty drinking game. At 5 o' clock, all of us are just as wasted as desired and FREESTYLE looks up at me with a very, very pale face saying, "Oh no, please don't make me drink another one. I cannot take it!", and that more or less puts an end to a nasty night. Going to sleep, I feel a comfort inside. We have had the best of times, and though we were to say good- bye the next day, I knew we would meet again. Exactly 2 months later, at TRIBUTE 1994, where the party will continue. PARTICIPATORS PARTICIPATORS ________________________________________ DEFF, HOK, JACK DANIELS, RICHIE, STEVE AND FREESTYLE (AVANTGARDE) SOLAR,SNEAPER AND ANTITRACK (F4CG) COMMUNIST (HARDCORE) CHIEF (PADUA) RAZE (SUCCESS) NEWSCOPY (G*P) Where were the traditional people from TRC? Where were some of the old people from RSI? Yeah, where were YOU? NEWS FROM THE FRONT C NEWS FROM THE FRONT _ Changes in London ________________________________________ ANTITRACK changed his handle to ANTISEX. FREESTYLE/AVT quit drinking. ________________________________________ ** DAY 1 IN LONDON \/ .. \/ .. -- .. /\ .. DAY 3 IN LONDON. >< NO MORE SOLAR IN BED!