It could be a doorway like any other. In many cities this would look like a little run-down, this pretty much passes for normal in Berlin though. So what makes this place important? For me, there’s a couple of reasons.
Firstly, and especially since spending some time back in Copenhagen, I’ve really grown to appreciate Berlin’s run-down and gritty look. I know it’s a cliché, but it feels like home. Secondly, this isn’t just any doorway, it’s the entrance to ‘Berghain’.
Berghain is the so-called ‘best club in the world’, I don’t pay any attention to that kind of arse-talk, a night out is only as good as the people you’re with, and because of that it is one of the best clubs in the world for me. Berghain is a total odd-house when you compare it to the clubs of Copenhagen or anywhere I’ve lived in England. It opens when it opens on Friday night it doesn’t close until Sunday afternoon. You can lose days of your life in this place, rather than being booted out at 3am like always seems to happen in England. Not only that, but the place isn’t as unassuming as this photograph makes it out. It’s in a disused power station in former East Berlin, it’s not the easiest place to find if you’ve not been here before, and the bouncers make lining up in the queue one of the most oddly intense activities you’re likely to ever go through.
For me it’s all part of the weirdness that makes Berlin the greatest place I’ve ever lived.
If you would like to visit the exhibition it is on at Speakeasy Sprachzeug language school, 116 Boxhagener Str. Berlin (Nearest U-Bahn is Frankfurter Tor.) from June 24 until August 28. If you would like to buy a print of this or any other photo please feel free to send me an email (see contact).