So Unification day came “Oct 3rd” we were playing out doors in a park, we set off with the truck and 2 buses, the city wa sgoing crazy. There was a big of a battle going on in Oranien Strasse, luckily the demonstrators stopped throwing rockswhen we passed through. We headed through Checkpoint Charlie, which wasn’t manned as from that day. What a crazy atmosphere, the East Germans were going crazy, cars and people everywhere, total chaos,some people were for reunification and some against it. We reached the park and the atmosphere was tense, the organiser told us that they were not celebrating and we could only play for 10 minutes this was a sad day for them end we would never be able to understand why. She said they had not tried to bring the downfall of the East German government only to be sold out to West German capitalists, and the struggle would only carry on as the west would look down~ on the former D.D.R. as the poor but usable relation. By now the west police were everywhere. The gig started in front of a few thousand people, most of them stood in disbelief and tried to dance, for most of them it was the first time they had seen a hardcore bend from the west but they applauded us and probably thought we were some mega west pop band, we did our set and left to let them get on with what ever it was that they wanted to do. We went to a few squats in the East and then beck to Kreutzberg, got pissed and fell over somewhere but none of us will forget the atmosphere that night and who knows what the reunification of Germany is going to lead to. We were now living in our vehicles in Kreuzberg on a patch of land that once stood between the walls, known as no-mans land which was now squatted by punks and people living in trucks and workmans trailers they were similar to a lot of travellers that we had hung around with in Britain. Generally known as crusty squatters the people were good to us and took an instant like to our music and came to all our gigs blowing fire and getting pissed. It was easy to see why we were referred to as the Dirty Squatters by everyone cos between the travellers in England and the travellers in Berlin we probably had the dirtiest squatting punks coming to our gigs. We played another 6 or 7 gigs in Berlin East and West and the high light was the gig in SO. 36 which was like the community centre of Kreuzburg and the police had shut it down in the past, but the people had partitioned, demonstrated and even rioted to keep it open so the place was a real hardcore venue. We were doing the gig in Berlin with a friend who’s show was PRIMITIVE ACTION and between them and us we had a wild unrehearsed show. The concert was a great success with about 600 at the gig. To finish the show we had the Mad Cow in the venue but the starter button had seized so it had to be pushed to start and it didn’t start until it was in the beck corridor. The bike was so loud that the police came thinking a machine gun had gone off inside —a perfect end to a crazy gig and a crazy Berlin tour.