September 2011
3 posts
Phon.o / Throwing Snow / Blawan
The rise of the Pirates. A party based on geekiness, internet freedom and an apparent lack of policy on a chasm of political subjects. A new party, standing in its first city election, gets all 15 of their candidates elected. Those standing for “oh fuck it, why not?” reasons are suddenly members of the Berlin parliament, and have to represent the Berliners that elected them. Apart from...
Hudson Mohawke / Scuba / Ben Butler and Mousepad
Man alive. I cannot remember a more exciting blog post. Quite clearly on Wednesday, or whenever I wrote the last post, I was in a rather solemn and deep mood. I sought hard and hermetic sounds, sounds with which to thump my head downwards and ingrain dirt in my shoes. Today, however, is a brighter day - so bright in fact that I am suppressing hunger to write this.
A few weeks ago George...
Dettmann / Max_M / Lucy
For cyclists, Berlin’s roads are a dangerous paradox. On the one hand, irrespective of congestion, weather and absent traffic lights, one feels safe. No one wears a helmet. Bikes creak as the rust grates discordantly. People career up cycle paths, hurdling the mini-jumps offered by rooting trees and scything their wheels around the many offerings of dog defecation. On the other, ne’e...
