Saturday was a wedding party. With the punk rock band. Yes, that's right! The groom was three years old when the band started. His parents played our cd's and he liked it. You could actually, for real, say that he's been a fan for all his life. One of our biggest fans! Ten-or-so years back, when he was a couple of years into the relation with the bride, he said that he would never get married, BUT IF he ever did we would play at his wedding. The bride, also a fan, kept that in mind for a long time and wanted to surprise him. Secretly she talked to us and there we were setting up behind the movie screen at the community centre where the party was held. We did it for free, as a wedding present. Alright, we got a very nice dinner, so not completely free. When everybody arrived we were back stage. Right when everyone had been seated and the menu was beeing presented we got the sign to go in to our seats. When we crossed the room we could hear him go WTF? Hours later, when we started playing, he was standing there with a is-this-really-happening look in his face. I was a little moved by his appreciation. I was also a little surprised how well we worked for the crowd there. We were expecting to basically play for him, his bride and his parents, but we kept the crowd going throughout the gig. Most of them are about twenty years younger than us and not usually seen at the kind of places we mostly play. Nonetheless, they came up to us afterwards and called us legends and icons. Way too strong words, but I am very happy that we have fans! Fans from another generation that were singing along to our songs. We did our 30 minutes gig. It grew to about 45 as we had to get up for extras twice. The second time we came back, the groom was on stage. "So, you wanna sing?". "No, I'm gonna count in!", he said with a big smile. He yelled out "one-two-three-four" and sent us into Rockaway Beach, looking absolutely childishly happy! Great! The view from stage was great as well, with lots of gals in their late twenties and early thirties dressed to the nines. It was very different from last weekends gig at a punk rock festival in a biker's club! Different in a good way!