berlin +57uhr
Well, that was certainly a full day. Went shopping for an audio cable so I could rock the tunes at my flat (the guy who owns it, Keith, "doesn't know electronics"). Felt very proud of myself for finding a place to buy one (Conrad, which is alarmingly Fry's-esque) and navigating there on the U-Bahn without a hitch. I frittered away the rest of the afternoon making an omelette, drinking cheap Bordeaux, and listening to Xasthur.
Spent the early evening hanging out with a friend-of-a-friend who just moved here 3 weeks ago; we met up at an art gallery in Mitte and bar-hopped a bit. Around midnight we parted ways and I headed to Berghain to see Moodyman. The queue at the door was epic. I waited about an hour, very very very glad I was wearing wool socks. A group of drunken Scots in front of me provided entertainment until they bailed out about 40 minutes in.
Moodyman was fucking amazing; at the end of his 3-hour set he got on the mic and said (paraphrased) "If I weren't here in Berlin I'd have been doing exactly this in Detroit. This set was for all of you over 30 -- everything I played was recorded in the 80's." Normally the stuff played in Berghain is pounding, technically good but soul-lacking techno; this was pretty much the opposite (though he played some amazing early jack tracks that make modern minimal techno seem weak).
I staggered out a little after 6 and managed to navigate my way home. Then I slept for 12 hours. Now it's night, time to caffeinate, do some grocery shopping ('cuz you can't do that on Sunday), and then head to WMF for the Transmediale finale.
Spent the early evening hanging out with a friend-of-a-friend who just moved here 3 weeks ago; we met up at an art gallery in Mitte and bar-hopped a bit. Around midnight we parted ways and I headed to Berghain to see Moodyman. The queue at the door was epic. I waited about an hour, very very very glad I was wearing wool socks. A group of drunken Scots in front of me provided entertainment until they bailed out about 40 minutes in.
Moodyman was fucking amazing; at the end of his 3-hour set he got on the mic and said (paraphrased) "If I weren't here in Berlin I'd have been doing exactly this in Detroit. This set was for all of you over 30 -- everything I played was recorded in the 80's." Normally the stuff played in Berghain is pounding, technically good but soul-lacking techno; this was pretty much the opposite (though he played some amazing early jack tracks that make modern minimal techno seem weak).
I staggered out a little after 6 and managed to navigate my way home. Then I slept for 12 hours. Now it's night, time to caffeinate, do some grocery shopping ('cuz you can't do that on Sunday), and then head to WMF for the Transmediale finale.