We entered a place filled with concrete boxes and empty roads in-between – no human being somewhere. Welcome to Phoenix. Oh my gosh. Not that Phoenix is a little village – no no it's a real city. But our first impression was not fulfilling – not at all.  But after a fast-food-diner we picked up the local going-out-mag. So we had a small guide to find out where we could go. And luckily we where; we found a street with a lot of alternative culture going on. We had a kind of a «wild night» (you know us... we're not wild at all... but we pretend sometimes to be like that.) with a few bars, CD-release-party, bonfire, third class local artists and quadrilimilitrilions of thins we will never tell you.