On Tuesday evening we had to drive to Southampton and back because we were idiots and forgot something important at the weekend. We got to Soton, ate kebabs, dropped by Max's parents' flat, and drove straight back listening to John Peel's show on Radio 1. Click on "listen again" for `Tue 29 July' to hear what we heard (playlist). My favorite tracks heard that night were Modeselektor - 'Die Tekkno Prostitutionsmaschine', Christ - 'Odds, Evens and Primates', The Black Heart Procession - 'The News', and Rogers Sisters - 'Delayed Reaction'. I have to remember to catch his show more often.
We arrived back home at 11pm and a couple minutes later gael called and we had a 2 hour chat, both of us reluctant to hang up at the end. She's finally settled into a really nice shared house (no more "shed") and we talked about when would be a good time for her to visit (we're thinking either this fall/spring). Sadly, Bebop is still missing.
My friend Nate recently moved from America to Europe and he's currently in London helping his mom fix up a flat to rent out before they move to France. We arranged to meet him at Waterloo station last night, him coming from Hackney, me from Kingston, and Max from near Oxford St. from work. I arrived at busy Waterloo early so I wandered a bit looking for a restroom when suddenly I noticed a man following me closely and I wondered if he was going to try to pickpocket me. He then purposefully ran into me, and I turned around thinking "what an asshole" and I was about to tell him so when I realized it was Nate! After not seeing him for over 8 months I didn't recognize him at first. We found Max a few minutes later and then wandered around the South Bank and crossed the bridge looking for a pub. We first went to the Lamb and Flag, then O'Reilly's, etc. and finally decided we needed to eat. We wandered Soho for awhile then Nate walked into a completely empty curry house, Spice Spice (on Denmark St). Soho curry houses can be a bit dubious at times, but it ended up being excellent. We were the only customers they had for the entire evening which made me feel a bit sorry for them because they deserved more. I ordered one of the best Chicken Chats I've ever eaten, and then a Balti Chilli Chicken for the main course with plenty of naan bread. We downed a surprisingly good bottle of red wine and then moved on to The Moon Under Water for more drinks. I ordered a ginger and lemon beer because it sounded "interesting". It was a huge mistake, it was like drinking lysol bathroom cleaner. Never.Again.
We walked through Trafalgar Sq. where a bunch of people were rollerskating, then to Waterloo station where we parted ways, planning to get together again for Max and I's wedding anniversary on the 11th and perhaps my birthday on the 17th. It was a fun evening and it was wonderful to see Nate again, although I woke up with a slight hangover this morning. I'm such a lightweight these days.
I found a load of Half Man Half Biscuit on SoulSeek a while back - hadn't heard anything by them since the Trumpton Riots. Some funny stuff (in limited amounts). Somebody once quoted Pastor Martin Niemöller to me in a sanctomonious way, so I hit straight back with the lyrics to Turn a Blind Eye:
this past tuesday was good if you like Rhys Chatham :)
next week i am still on vacation so there's going to be a different dj, but i'll be back on Aug. 12th. whenever you can tune is wonderful!
i have a few more Stockhausens to play, then i guess the summer is over!
Yes, it's The Moon Under Water, a huge bar on Charing Cross Road in the centre of London. You probably would have at least passed it at some point. We don't go there often, especially after a friend of ours was kicked out by the manager (quite unreasonably so, it's a long story).
Just don't order a pint of their ginger beer. :)
So much common ground here: I went to Southampton a lot when studying; probably drove down that road to London; I take blurry shots from cars; worked there; probably eaten in that kebab shop (or two dozen similar); drank there; listen to Mr Peel... I could go on, seriously.
err I'm trying to remember the name of that road. It used to be the old highway before the new one was built. It's soo much nicer to drive down than the M3 (and as it turns out, just as fast or faster).
I have so many blurry photos taken from cars that I don't even post most of them. They're pretty much for my own entertainment, unless I think someone is interested.
That kebab shop is in Portswood. Max used to go there when he was in uni, so it's been there for quite awhile. :)
You have gloriously wonderful photography and I love looking through them first to gleem to see if I understand what your doing before actually reading the entry. And you tell a very good photo essay with it as it's usually pretty close.
I love the in car photographs, it almost looks as if the world around you is bluring into one as you travel down the road. That bar looks very trendy, and the guy pointing on the wall picture looks like Jon Tickle (Big Brother).
I miss London public transport.
Taking photos at dusk and evening from a car always makes it appear we're going faster than we are because the light blurs more.
The Moon Under Water is kind of trendy, it's just part of the Weatherspoons chain though.
ugh, it does look slightly like Tickle. :)
On August 3rd, 2003 02:11 am (UTC), (Anonymous) commented:
and here you were thinking that i actually didn't pickpocket you .. i managed to get out with cosmetic supplies and a twenty quid note.
the picture of the art display on charing cross road turned out really nicely, that was absolutely surreal to wander upon.
I hope you're making good use of that lipstick, although how you managed to get out with twenty quid is a mystery since I used nearly my last pence on my train ticket to waterloo. ;)
cheers, it was surreal.. I didn't even check to see what building it was in! Something about the style reminds me of something I've seen before, perhaps a Korean film or pop poster.
There's another nice Indian around there, I think it's called Mela, on the South side of Shaftesbury Avenue just East of Charing Cross Road. They serve what they refer to as "Indian country cuisine" or "Indian village cooking" or somesuch. It's probably a little more expensive than your usual Indian, but totally different style of food - a lot lighter and less greasy, you can actually tell what the ingredients are.
Hang on, here's a review.