Thanks for posting the RIP thread link Barry. I can still vividly remember that fateful day. The initial phone calls with Sebastian, Sandra, and then you.
I've always shied away from the thread over the years as it's a hard read for me. But, tonight I've managed to get all the way through it, tears in my eyes, but a smile on my face.
He was greatly loved and always will be.
So, many, many thanks to Steve for starting the thread, but are you all closet Goths? Full of gloom and doom?
It's his fu
cking Birthday so time to celebrate Christian!
Tell, or re-tell, your personal anecdotes or funny experiences with the man. No matter how big or small. We all loved him. Do it!
One that sticks out in my mind (that has never been told - sorry Francis!) on the drive back from Tilburg to Düsseldorf...
Francis: Christian? Can we stop soon? I need to go to the toilet.
Christian (driving, pauses): In Red Indian terms, are you an Eagle, a Bear or a Wolf?
Francis (slightly confused): I guess a bear?
Christian: Ok!
(Christian pulls over to a derelict petrol station - aka a slab of concrete - in the middle of nowhere but surrounded by forest).
Francis: Where's the toilets?
Christian: There are none. You're a bear! Go sh
it in the woods!
I'd bet my bottom dollar that Christian has already made friends with Lou Reed and is currently working out how, from above, to get those
really rare VU demos into the Weeding section, he's already sweet talked Lou into handing over.