Friday 29 February 2008

Doin' Sweet Fa'

The great thing about London is that there is always something happening after work, especially Thursdays and Fridays... an added bonus is that it more often than not involves free alcholic beverages.

Thursday night we headed to an art exhibition (promising free alcohol), unfortunately by the time we found our way there, they were fresh out of the good stuff. Dang. As we left, we passed a homeless guy going in and helping himself to one of the many half-empty beer bottles cluttering the store. Now why didn't I think of that..

Next we moved onto a bar recommended by Gumnut and ordered a round of cocktails. 4 empty glasses later, the barman/owner asked us what wine we preferred after 2 mins of rowdy diliberation we compromised on Rosé. Apparently he was/is in a band and someone bought their song and he received 10,000 pounds for it... when we asked for the myspace link he said they'd broken up... still don't really understand. Nevertheless the offer of free Rosé was (literallty) on the table. But Monique wouldn't have any of it. She insisted it was a) past its use by date or b) drugged. However, even after listing all her conspiracy theories she still managed to conjure up the energy to pick up her glass and finish it off.



The Grand Final of Secretwars (http://www.secretwars.co.uk/) is taking place at Cafe 1001. Graffiti artists battle it out against one another using black pens on white washed walls.

http://current.com/items/77206192_you_vs_me_graffiti_war


Cafe 1001 (http://www.myspace.com/cafe1001) is amazing.
MONDAY: SHORT FILMS AND ANIMATIONSTUESDAY: LIVE INDIE ROCK BANDSWEDNESDAY: LIVE JAZZ MUSICTHURSDAY: TECH-HOUSE/ELECTRO MUSICFRIDAY: DRUM AND BASS NIGHTSATURDAY (DAYTIME): LIVE FOLK/JAZZ/FUNK MUSICSATURDAY (EVENING): MINIMAL//TECHNO/ELECTROSUNDAY: ALL DAY PARTY FROM 11AM TO 12 PM
* Doin' Sweet Fa'- Doing Sweet F**k All...

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I am more than prone to monologues; however, this is solely due to the manner in which they compliment a witty anecdote and their ability to resemble concrete evidence when it is so obviously lacking. I often wish I could emulate that aloof character who coolly stands in the corner smiling mysteriously as if she has a secret. However, I fear resisting the temptation to involve myself in other people’s conflicts and responding through body language rather than verbose banter may come across as contrived and arrogant. And, I am not willing to take that chance.

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