Once upon a time A long long time ago,

in a city far far away from here, lived a young girl, S.M., who just had ran away from home. She was a rebel in heart and soul. She found a place to stay in a house for young rebellion ladies and gentlemen and at night she often sneaked out of her bedroom window to discover the wide wild world. One night she went, together with her friend M.S., to the cave of a wild bunch of rockers in that city. That night there was a gig of mr.Bigfeet and the Donuts. The musicians came from the big city of Amsterdam and were known to surround themselves with even more wild boppin' rockers. The little girl thought this was all very exciting. By wiggling' her (then still) big breasts she got in touch with the roadie of the band and it didn't take long before they were kissing in a corner of the cave. Because of the fact that the roadie was trying to get over a lost love and the vague background of the young girl (S.M.)this all was not a solid base to start a relationship. In spite of all these bad omens they bravely went on and one day the girl found a place to live in the big bad city. Meanwhile she had lots of fun with all the guys with the black-leather jackets, learned to dance and love Rock & Roll, wriggled herself into petticoat, suspenders and pumps and found out ,to her great excitement, that she wasn't alone in her rebellious way of thinking.

Together with her sneakily conquered prey she put all her energy in the home turf of this group of rockers in Amsterdam. He arranged the bands, she collected the cash and all the other Bopcats worked hard to make the Cruise Inn a success. The girl, that was me. The prey was Rob Michels and the friend was Monique Schamhart (now for decennia's long the best friend of, and mother of the child of Theo Borsen). The wild gang of rockers were the Bopcats and the home turf was the Cruise-inn. During the years the Cruise-inn was taken over by a next generation of rockers, a lot of Bopcats moved (me too), had children and went there own way. Until late September 15th! Everybody came back together at the Cruise-inn and its crazy, its weird, its strange but also wonderful, but everything was the way it was back then. The bands the people, some looked a little different, but everybody is just as fun as they were then.

Stella Matula.

Translation: André Kolthek

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