Berlin in January this year is all snow, all the time. Ice, snow, slush, hail, then more snow. All the same we get around:
went to LaD.I.Y.Fest last night in Friedrichshain and saw lots of great hair. Thursday we went to a place called Madame Claude in Kreuzberg, for low-fi music with friends/people we want to be our friends. Fantastic lyrics & accents, kind of an outsider artist vibe. Frida Hyvonen meets Jens Lekman meets Daniel Johnston. There was a blonde bespectacled German guy who sang "rock me like a wagon wheel" sans affect. Charmed the pants off us.
The night before that, a reading in English for the so-called ex-Berliner community, which means, counter-intuitively, people who are presently Berliners but exes of something else.
February will be the month of visits from people like you.
No comments:
Post a Comment