Well that was a pretty great week.
Had a work dinner on Tuesday night to celebrate a visit from the kids from 'merica, Jai-Alai Savant and the Album Leaf. (They came over to perform at the Intro Intime this week.) I had the spicy pizza, and the chocolate mousse for desert (both were melt-in-yr-mouth amazing. You'll never finish a mousse di cioccolato at Il Due Forni). Several beers, plates of food, seat exchanges and slang-from-Philly lessons from Major Taylor later it was all over, and i know how to use "jawn" in the right context.
The Broken Hearts Club affair was a memorable one on Valentine's night thanks to Autonervous.
Thursday evening I went (for my first time in a year and half spent in Berlin) to an irish pub, with my irish friend to have some "irish" food and merriment. I almost even bought crisps. We wanted to have a "real pint", ended up having three with our dinner and desert, and also stealing a book (I love Mary Wesley!).
Later that evening, the Hospitals played a great show in the Festsaal keller, thanks the Hospitals. People went crazy. Even a chick in killer heels and a fifties prom dress.
Friday I just caught the beginning of Leslie and the Lys playing at the Wice party in the Scala. SHE IS AMAZING!
Peaches and Planningtorock were out and behaving like a pair of mischievious kids.
I couldn't stay long because i was djing at Stella Bar. Which was a little quiet, but fun anyway. They have a fun programme of stuff going on, which includes "russian night" every Thursday. Food, drink, performances, film directors, screenings, djs. Everything russian you can think of!
Ooh, here is a russian-related story from that night too: My friend Max came out to Stella, and brought some new music he's been working on. One CD from his Achtung Liebe Automat project had "She's Not Allowed to Europe" on it. It's a song about a friend of our friend (who is a really nice and lovely girl, but just had a bit of passport trouble once.) There was a night spent in jail and she's ended up being not really allowed to travel to Europe. And so is stuck in Russia. It sounds like it's the hit song from a cult eighties movie about a girl with a moustache who leaves a trail of destruction and broken hearts in her wake as she travels across the capital cities of the european continent.
Wow, i just noticed Leslie's red-eye in my photo there is actually one-red-eye-one-gold-eye, totally matching her outfit! Geez Leslie, you just can't get any better.
http://www.myspace.com/djmajortaylor
http://www.myspace.com/thejaialaisavant (don't even try and resist "Scarlett Johannsen Why Don't You Love Me?")
http://www.myspace.com/autonervous
http://www.myspace.com/hospitals
http://www.myspace.com/achtungliebeautomat ("Not Allowed To Europe")
http://www.myspace.com/stellabar
http://www.myspace.com/eel_pie
i guess the fun really started last Saturday night when I jumped around a room of scrunched up newspaper at Eel Pie.
Check that place out, it's new. A Bar with the stunning attraction of a room full of scrunched up newspaper which you are totally allowed to jump around in.
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