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Danse Macabre Night - Herbst Edition mit DJ Bruno Kramm [Das Ich] & DJ Jolly [Stuttgart Schwarz]
Danse Macabre Night - Herbst Edition with DJ Bruno Kramm [the I] & DJ Jolly [Stuttgart Schwarz]
Event by: Schwarzes Berlin, Danse Macabre Night, DJ Jolly, Jolly von Hayde
Location: Zita Club & Bar, Am Juliusturm 64, Berlin - Bezirk Spandau
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Danse Macabre Night - Autumnal Dead Dance of Black Sounds
In the dark depths of the Spandau citadel, autumn dance opens on October 4, 2025 at 10:00 p.m. The ancient vault of the Zita Club becomes the setting of our nightly requiem when the leaves fall and the winter knocks on the doors - one last hug romanticism of the 80s, 90s and 00 years before the cold envelops. Kramm (Das I, DANSE Macabre Records), DJ Jolly (Stuttgart Schwarz, Schwarzes Berlin) Woven your sound carpet from falling leaves and ease. Hibernation floods. Synthesizer dreams like autumn leaves, mechanical rhythms hammer like the first frost, while melancholic melodies change through centuries-old vaults like spirits of the past summer.
The mausoleum of eternal autumn dreams:
The hidden catacombs offer refuge from the approaching winter. Here, where the cool air tastes of decay and transience and flickering lights like dying candles throw dancing shadows on the walls, you can immerse yourself between the dances in your autumn melancholy and indulge in the bitterly sweetness of the last warm nights. To a unique elixir of autumn winds and dark romance.
the autumn kelch awakened:
- a sound tomb (free CD) as a dark souvenir of the dying summer
- nectar that does not burn like Winterfrost
- a journey through time for the roots of our black dreams before the big sleep
- gothic meets postpunk, retrowave meets Darkwave, ebm meets Dark Elektro in its autumnal form
admission price: modest € 10 for one night in the empire of the falling leaves
A night for those who avoid light and find their true home in autumn darkness. A night for everyone who remembered when we were young and our black future disappeared into the fog veils of October when the imagination made everything possible before winter came. Between cold stone and pulsating bass, a world of vampire autumn nostalgia unfolds, in which the time like Welke leaves falls and only the rhythm of the dying night - just like back then, in the autumn dance of black sounds.
In the dark depths of the Spandau citadel, autumn dance opens on October 4, 2025 at 10:00 p.m. The ancient vault of the Zita Club becomes the setting of our nightly requiem when the leaves fall and the winter knocks on the doors - one last hug romanticism of the 80s, 90s and 00 years before the cold envelops. Kramm (Das I, DANSE Macabre Records), DJ Jolly (Stuttgart Schwarz, Schwarzes Berlin) Woven your sound carpet from falling leaves and ease. Hibernation floods. Synthesizer dreams like autumn leaves, mechanical rhythms hammer like the first frost, while melancholic melodies change through centuries-old vaults like spirits of the past summer.
The mausoleum of eternal autumn dreams:
The hidden catacombs offer refuge from the approaching winter. Here, where the cool air tastes of decay and transience and flickering lights like dying candles throw dancing shadows on the walls, you can immerse yourself between the dances in your autumn melancholy and indulge in the bitterly sweetness of the last warm nights. To a unique elixir of autumn winds and dark romance.
the autumn kelch awakened:
- a sound tomb (free CD) as a dark souvenir of the dying summer
- nectar that does not burn like Winterfrost
- a journey through time for the roots of our black dreams before the big sleep
- gothic meets postpunk, retrowave meets Darkwave, ebm meets Dark Elektro in its autumnal form
admission price: modest € 10 for one night in the empire of the falling leaves
A night for those who avoid light and find their true home in autumn darkness. A night for everyone who remembered when we were young and our black future disappeared into the fog veils of October when the imagination made everything possible before winter came. Between cold stone and pulsating bass, a world of vampire autumn nostalgia unfolds, in which the time like Welke leaves falls and only the rhythm of the dying night - just like back then, in the autumn dance of black sounds.