THE GOLDEN COCK
The Coq D’or Kulturcafe in Olten Switzerland was a hip and pretty progressive venue. There was a bar/restauraunt on one level, some smoking areas, plenty of art, and a cavern downstairs where we played.I had maybe my 5th bowl of risotto on this tour and some excellent noodles for dinner. The food just seemed to get better and better as the tour went along!
Despite the rather bare bones, small box of a room, this venue came equipped with one of the most competent and brilliant sound guys we’ve ever worked with. I can’t remember his name, but after the show, one of the restaurant staff told me about how he mixed something like a 16 piece Cumbia band on that little stage and it sounded perfect! We were treated just as well and the stage sound was top notch.
Another treat this evening was sharing the stage with Muerte Espiral. They were a young band with an excellent bassist in Mia Moustache who really kills. She has been on tour recently with Zeal and Ardor who she has played with for awhile now.
Here’s a short clip:
Our set was a good one. We were really hitting a stride after dealing with a few equipment issues and tightening up the set in a few crucial parts, to make it flow better.
After the show, since we were staying at the venue, we had some time to relax and take in the atmosphere. The upstairs restaurant area was a nice place to hang out and conversate and take in the youthful Olten nightlife. We met some artists and other musicians, and everyone was really open and friendly.
There were people hanging out post show, dancing to cheesy 80’s music and it actually wasn’t annoying.
The only thing that we non-smokers (the whole band doesn’t smoke) had to contend with was that our sleeping quarters for the evening, a room with bunks in it, was located just at the other end of the fumoir which we had to pass through to access! We also came to the conclusion that the Swiss are waging a war against oxygen because everybody smokes! At one point during the evening, while the entire band were in bed, coughing incessantly, through some broken English someone asked us if we wanted the air on…YES!!! We all yelled simultaneously, gasping for air. Once the air came on though, it seemed to be pulling the smoke from the rest of the building into our room! TURN OFF THE AIR!!! We all yelled, while laugh-coughing at the absurdity of it all.
We had a nice spread of cheese and bread and these lovely hard boiled eggs for breakfast, then I took a few pics of the outside art area in the daylight.
I had to get in a few staged shots:
We hated to leave this lovely venue and the most welcoming people. Apparently, the owner of this place was a big, long time fan of the band, and the hospitality really showed. We also have to shout out to Mathias Schibo for taking care of us while we were there.
I really hope to visit this place again!