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Started in 1989 as DJ in Lucerne, Switzerland. Organized & managed ska & reggae shows with Laurel Aitken, Selecter, Maroon Town, Trojans, Bim Skala Bim, Messer Banzani, Mad Lighters, Linton Kwesi Johnson, Lee Scratch Perry between 1991 to 2000. Toured with The Skatalites 1995 to 1997. Met The Skatalites for the first time in 1992 after riding my bicycle for 600 miles in St. Nazaire in France. Playing the flute since 1980. On stage with several bands since 1992: Peacestreet, Shame & SKAndal in the family, Ska-ta-leicht, Der Transformer and as guest with The Skatalites and Court Jesters Crew. Playing music as C-lector C or DJ Clat all around Europe. Played for 12 hours at the Züri Fäscht in 2010 or at the Festi-Val-de-Roots in 2005 or at FestiNeuch in 2016 together with NoF-NoF.

Day 2, Sunday, august 16, 1992, Fiesta Caribe, Cologne | Skatalites Euro Tour 1992, Cologne, Germany

Starting my tour
The Skatalites in Cologne

My bicycle ride today is about 100 km from Neuchâtel to Mirebel

The Skatalites played at the Fiesta Caribe in Cologne

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Day 1, Saturday, august 15, 1992; Beach Festival, Duisburg | NoF-NoF session, Skatalites Euro Tour 1992, Ras Claude, Neuchâtel, Case au chocs, Bicycle tour

NoF-NoF Session is always a nice event
The Skatalites in Germany for the first time

Bicycle ride 160 km Lucerne – Neuchâtel with NoF-NoF Session (including one hour audio documentary)

And The Skatalites at their first ever show in Germany, Duisburg.

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Friday, august 14, 1992 Antilliaanse Feesten, Minderhout (Hoogstraten)

The Skatalites for the first show in Belgium

This is another event, that has survived the last 25 years.

Website today: antilliaansefeesten.be

The residence for that night was the Motel Dennenhof, the same, that was host after the arrival in Brussels (see august 12).

I haven’t found any more details for that event. Personally I was preparing my trip to Saint-Nazaire and my first NoF-NoF Session. I have no souvenir from that day before everything started, so please come back tomorrow to read about my first bicycle ride to Neuchâtel and all the next days on the bicycle until Saint-Nazaire to meet The Skatalites for the very first time.

Thursday, august 13, 1992 Melkweg, Amsterdam

The Skatalites for the first Europe show in Amsterdam

The very first show on the European continent by The Skatalites is held in the cult club De Melkweg (melkweg.nl).

There is not much information to find about this event. All I have is the poster for that show. Vin gave it to me in Saint-Nazaire as a special present. In his words, this is the best poster from that Euro Tour 1992. I haven’t seen all the other posters, but I like it very much and it was great to ask all the members from the tour to sign it for me, but this is a later part of this story.

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Wednesday, august 12, 1992 arrival Bruxelles | Skatalites, Euro Tour 1992

Skatalites European 92 Tour Itinerary

a worldBEAT production

Today is the 25th anniversary of that first ever Skatalites Euro Tour from 1992. This blog will publish day by day,  what happened 25 years ago.

The Skatalites Euro Tour 1992 t-shirt

After the tour, I brought 10 of these shirts back to Switzerland as presents to some friends and family.

Vin of worldBEAT gave me the tour rider after the tour. Maybe not everything in the rider really happened that way. But it’s not that easy to find out more details. Maybe it’s helpful when I post this blog. Maybe someone have some pictures or straight informations. I will post them as comments at the end of each event. Or you can try yourself 🙂

One little info I’ve found here:
8/11/1992 – ALPHONSO & MCCOOK INTVW BELGIUM – 45 minutes – FM
(info from tallawah.com/skatalites-audio-video-2/)
but now, I’m not sure if Rolando and Tommy arrived in Belgium one day before the rider stated.

The day The Skatalites started to took over the European continent for the very first time, I was still at home. Vin told me to come to Saint-Nazaire on 21 of august, because there will be three days to meet The Skatalites. What a great chance. And I took it. This is my story behind how I met The Skatalites and became close friends until today. Keep on reading the story until 24 of august.

Wednesday, August 12, 1992 arrival Bruxelles

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November 18, 1996, Monday, travel back home

34th day, Antwerp, Belgium, Monday, 18th of november 1996, travel back home day

The Skasplash tour 1996 is over. Over for me. The rest of the crew is leaving for London. I won’t be part of the team. Nobody really understand that. I know that money is part of the understanding.

The vans are leaving in the morning. Nathan says goodbye. I remember, that he said, I was important for the succeeding of the tour and that I made the tour nicer. All the goodbyes are from the heart and full of hugs.

I just go back into the hotel to pick up Rolando Alphonso from his room. In the elevator he gives me 25 goulden (about 20 $) into my hand. I guess he wants to show me, that he enjoyed my companion. I feel myself like a servant, but I can’t say no to that gentle gesture. This man is too nice. I love him so much. I show him my painting from Aosta. He looks at it very carefully and say, that I am an artist.

I write into my diary: “I write my future now, but it’s still the presence from the past.”

Will Clark says to me, the past doesn’t exist the way we’re thinking, it just stands for its own.

Last scene in Antwerp, 1996
Last scenes in Antwerp, 1996

The tour is over for me, I will travel back home with a lot of memories. First of all I go to buy me the train ticket to Lucerne, Switzerland. And I ask for the connections. I have to change the train in Bruxelles and Bâle, not to bad, but with all the heavy luggage not that easy.

But before I go shopping, that CD I heard in Eindhoven.

5.15 pm Bruxelles North. I’m waiting on the track for the Edelweiss InterCityTrain, but it doesn’t come. There is nobody to ask. After a long while I take all my heavy bags and enter the station hall. I hear the information, that this train only scheduled on Saturdays and Sundays. But it’s Monday. The next train to Switzerland leaves at 7.21 pm. Arrival in Bâle at 1.40 am.

I take the 25 gulden from Rolando Alphsonso to buy me a telefon card to call Switzerland, that I will be later.

It’s 7 pm and I’m standing at the gate. Everything hurts, because of my heavy bags with the records and discs and so on, and I had to walk quite far with all that. Only because the information in Antwerp station was stupid. To give me on Monday a connection, that only works on weekends. I would like to go back to Antwerp to tell this guy, what I think about this information.

10.39 pm the french border. I haven’t slept, but I feel a bit relaxed. The train is a great meditation and I’m all alone in this six-chair-cabin. I’m hanging in the past few weeks in my mind.

11.50 pm it’s snowing, the land is white. My headache is heavy and I don’t feel comfortable anymore. Will I get sick now? It’s like a very heavy bag felt from my shoulders. No, I don’t want to fall down into depression. It’s not easy to go back into the daily business. Back into 9-to-5-job. No. Just don’t think about it.

1.48 am another incredible story is just floating through. At the Swiss border two french officers guessing I have drugs with me. And believe me, my things I have with me, looks like drugs. I mean, all those herbs to prepare different teas, you call it drug. But those officers, they want to find Hashish oder Ganja. Oh I still have a little peas of Ganja that peas Herbert Spliffington in Hamburg gave me. Truly the officers find it and take it away. “Pour la poubelle” (for the garbage) they say. I told them a lot of the tour I was part of, but they are happy, because they found something (it was really very little, only as big as half a nail from the little finger!). They can’t find any rolling paper, nor cigarettes, nor alcohol, nor anything to smoke. But then I tell them, that I have sage (salvia) and that this herb also can be smoked. Finally they also take away the hemp bar (cereal bar with hemp, no drugs at all!). But lucky me, I don’t have to pay anything. But what a strange final.

2.12 am I find out, that there is a train from Bâle to Milano, that will pass Lucerne, but without a stop in Lucerne. I can jump out of that train just before it leaves Bâle. I change the train. There is the 4.49 am from Bâle to Lucerne, that is already waiting and is open. But it fills with people going to work. I’m very very tired. The train leaves and is full of fresh people. And everybody is speaking Swiss german. It feels very surreal. My thoughts were in English for the last month, I haven’t heard Swiss german for a while.

6.11 am I’m close to Lucerne. When I’m back I won’t have a flat to live and a whole lot of work. I want to write a book about this tour. That’s my plan. After 10 years the book is finished, but its in German and there is no distributor who wants my book. I take me another 10 years to find this blog to publish it straight.

What’s my goal today? Maybe someone find it nice. Maybe someone asks me to write another story. I wrote two articles in Swiss newspapers, one about Lee Scratch Perry, the other about Ball Of Fire album of The Skatalites.

To finish The Skasplash tour diary 20 years after, this poem from the diary:

When everyone says I am a fool

I tell you it’’s just because I’’m cool there is no other school but the natural pool

So when the people say I’’m fool

they mean it’’s not cool what they teach us in school to work for the pool

Is anyone out deh to say he’’s a fool

that would be very cool we put him back to school to teach him about the real pool

Now you know you’’re a fool

to believe you’’re cool while you spent your life in school just to be one of the people’’s pool

I don’’t care to be a fool

I know I’’m cool I have my own school I swim in my own pool

Meanwhile it’s 7.10 am and I can tell, that I’m tired from the deep inside to the outside. From the bones to the brain. The last part of my travel, from Lucerne by bus to Root. In Root my parents had a house where I was living, in Root everything started with the Roots Connection.

After the tour, there was a studio session with The Skatalites and Laurel Aitken. But Vin told me, that the recording is quite useless. It took a few years to find an engineer that made the sound useful. I don’t have that album. I wasn’t there, and I knew, why that session didn’t work. But that’s another story.