carnival: viva jamaica!….viva jamaica?

what are the ways to spend monday? :

a) relax after busy weekend

b) work

c) go to carnival

yes, you are right! we went to the notthing hill carnival. for the first time. and probably the last one. and here is what we found

when carnival comes to london, it comes with the bang. not forgetting all the typical attributes. the most typical one is parade with all those 5m wings…

or… how do you call them?

from youth to those who are young in their hearts

and ass shakings. we decided that they born being professional ass shakers

anyway, the masquerade isnt the only thing you could find there. noise, screamings, various sounds and the rest which is called music – all you could find in notthing hill streets. mainly the blacks’ music, of course

to make sure everybody hears your song

so colourful and so dark

there were lots of policemans tried to make sure nobody fights or uses drugs. well, for the last one it didnt work

mountains of ribbish – on the street or at your home

the smell of smoke was even stronger than the smell of hashish. would you dare to try this meal?

everybody were trying to sell something: food, drinks or at least an entrance to their toilet for 1 pound

if you go to the carnival, you have to look cool. for example, to wear the best suit

or fancy shoes.

here is the advice: if you cant decide which pair of shoes to wear – take both

and for the dessert: the boy, who made as sitting in front of his home for an houre staring at him dancing, singing and changing the hats. perfect random performance. mmm…

one, two, three, art

no no no, don’t think that we are just party girls, sleeping all days and only waking up at nights. during the days we fullfill the gaps with strolling in london streets, bringing pile of magazines to the parks, searching for hidden london corners, trying experimental food [the best example - vegetarian thai food ], getting stuck in borders bookstore … and searching for various forms of art.

from ultra realistic paintings [!]

to mega strange japanese stuff

so we are crossing out must-see galleries, museums, exibitions from our list and showing the results.

design museum

design museum suggested for us 2 -architectural and fashionable- exibitions.

1. richard rogers – one of the best british architectural export. his remarkable works are scattered all over the world – from houses

to cites

we can blame mister rogers for throwing outside all pipes from pompidou centre in paris and leaving the clear space for art

as well as designing lloyds building in london, unusual national assembly for wales building in cardiff, madrid airport, millenium dome in london, streets, houses.

with micro people living in those micro buildings. none of them are the same

2. the third floor in design museum was dedicated to iconic fashion photographer tim walker. our whole story about him you can find here.

watch out our game

southbank

southbank has always what to suggest. either it’s the instalation with the music

or a giant, let’s say, living room in the centre of the city. soft place to have coffee

in the hayward gallery we didn’t missed ‘psycho buildings’. various artist there interpreted the idea of crazy buildings.

it looks at least funny to boat in swimming pool on the roof. with the view to london city

sssssspppppplllllasssssshhhhh – stopping the second. the room runs into pieces.

ica

institute of contemporary art hides magic mashine, with funny name VIKTOR.

there you can make unique poster with the words, that firstly come to your mind that second

what you would type ?

jago gallery

vice photo issue is already in our table, but in tiny east london’s gallery we found an exibition. yeah, pictures in bigger form look even better, we should say.

hackney warehouse party below the railroad

best part of nightlife in any country are warehouse parties. where friends are being invited to smb’s home by putting a post in facebook. oh that modern youth. we couldn’t resist it. moreover, we knew some musicians there.

so it all took place in hackney, east london, in flat and garden under the railroad.

this is from the middle of the party. so let’s get started.

best part of UK nightlife are warehouse parties with live bands in ‘em. no matter it is all happening in flat or garden. so the show began at about 11 pm. some ska band were first to perform. after they performed they all gathered in kitchen and snorted coke. such a boring lifestyle they lead. so they don’t deserve the photo in our blog.

next one was playing charli. young girl who has just turned 16. her dad was with her that night. in fact, he is accompanying her to almost every gig she is playing in. charli’s dad is really cool. in month he is meeting elton john’s management to hand over her daughter to reliable hands. to become a star.

and finally ‘coolness’. this guys destined to be famous.

every ‘coolness’ gig is colourful, naked and variable with lots of half naked girls boys on stage.

geki, the calmest musician we’ve ever met. but he has smth very sparkling inside him that sparks audience.

chaz is a typical celebrity, but still not a celebrity. anyway, he has all the data for that. soon. very soon.

inga with the band behind.

the french girl who’s house have been messed up by all these freaks (below).

happy limonade faces.

oh these days – smb is twirling his hair and smb is drinking…

a friendly feast from the hands of the house owner. how come you reject it?

journalist. very funny one with great sense for public relations and great hate for journalism studies. pink or pig – didn’t understand his nickname exactly.

alan (the one that caused some girly spites at the party) from dublin. doing an intership in london. working for designer david david.

girls girls girls…

we love being east. easting. easted kids. east.

FIB Heineken – Benicàssim festival #2 neoficialioji dalis

isauso diena ir jau prisizadetajai uzkulisiniai festivalio daliai

traukiam fotoaparata, trinam gedingas nuotraukas, o kas liko, rodom ir pasakojam:

pradekime, svelniai, nuo maisto:

kaip zinia, festivalin niekas valgyt nevaziuoja, bet nesusilaiko pries siulomus taloninius valgius

kadangi prancuzisku blyneliu kepejas buvo su labai linksmu suniu ir net sugebejo apsirukyti bevartydamas blynelius, tai festivalyje buvo isbandyta ir prancuziska virtuve

mes neatsispyrem 7 rokforto surio atominiams pyragams

bet nerizikavome su turbo hamburgeriais

susigundeme svieziai spaustomis kaktusu sultimis

veliau nuo tu paciu egzotiskuju sulciu detoksikavomes vaisiais ir sangria

prasmatniausia vakariene

salia buvo auginamos metu plantacijos. mojito kokteiliams. zinant festivalio tempus, ju paryciais net pritrukdavo

festivalininkai

jie visur, miega nekaprizingai..

kai nemiega pakrumese, fiberiai atsiduoda muzikai. stai kas lieka is batu po nesibaigiancio sokimo, sokinejimo ar rytmingo trypimo

i festivali – tiesiai is lovos. oj, arba palapines

traukites is kelio – uz vairo blondine! sturmane, beje, irgi

linksmuolis vairuotojas issirengia, nes mat per karsta. nakti. savo darbo vietoje – furoje

kai kurie dirba festivalyje mikliai vyniodami tualetini popieriu mergiotems

nes bernams buvo itaisytos specialios kabinos. nesiimame spresti kiek tai praktiska ir patogu. bet festivalio prietaisas, ne kitaip

kiti atranda savo kates-leopardo-panteros prigimti ir grizta i gamta

kelia rankas aukstyn ir dainuoja kiek dar patempia garso stygos. spekit per ka?

arba soka patys sau silent disco

negirtuokliauja, oj ne

pasiteisinimui suranda net teatra su puikiausiais sokejais

spaudos centras

bet jau kai isiverzia i spaudos centra susirinkti paskutiniu gandu, tai sutinka mtv berniukus – supermenus

arba netgi pacius the kills besmirinejancius aplinkui

duoda pora interviu

neduokdie kas nors ileidzia i backstrage bara, ten ir prasideda visos orgijos

buitis

geriausia drauge

maudosi sukontruotuose vandens lietaus dusuose

-laikyk, laikyk ta stikline

FIB Heineken – Benicàssim festival #1 oficialioji dalis

po to viso gerio ispanijoje jau praejo pora savaiciu, taip kad galima tiketis, kad pavyks ka nors papasakot naudojant informatyvesnes priemones nei istiktukus ir jaustukus. taciau pries linksmaja dali – uzkulisius, gandus, nuotykius, isgertuves ir paklydimus- butina pamatyti tai, kas vyko ant scenos. del ko mes ten vaziavom, ka matem ir girdejom, del ko alpom ir kieno dainos skamba musu galvose.

eiles tvarka:

pirmieji, kuriuos isgirdom – islandai Sigur Ros. ju muzika apsunkino vokus ir prispaude prie zemes tiesiogine prasme. ir ne tik mus

 

i realu pasauli bande sugrazinti ispaniska karsti kailiais ignorave Lightspeed Champion

bet tai pavyko tik is atlantos atkeliavusiems Black Lips

siuose vaikiuose arogancijos nerasta – po koncerto juos rukancius ir draugiskai pozuojancius sutikome uzkulisiuose, o kita diena ir pliaze.

 

penktadienis buva ta diena, kai vos pagalvojus apie lipsianciu ant scenos sarasa ausyse pradedavo spengti. mylimiausi grumesi su laukiamiausiais, is must to see saraso negailestingai isstumdami visus likusius. 

pradziai – ingos dievas tevas ir sventoji dvasia Babyshambles su jo sventenybe Pete Doherty. inga nepamirso i kelione isimesti ir reguliariai uzleisti jo dainu. seses nesiskusdamos niuniuoja isvien ir jau moka beveik visus zodzius mintinai. pete i scena ilingavo su cigarete dantyse, gitara ir,aisku, kepure. kaip ir dera zvaigzdei dar ir pasipuose- apsivilko armani kostiuma (na ir kas kad tarp koju diziule skyle?) ir isisege neaiskios kilmes auskara. nors patys muzikantai scenoje per daug prakaito neisliejo, taciau minia selo kaip reikiant – agresyvesniu gerbeju benicàssim dar nemate. nors mes ir stovejom prie scenos ir nuo ju mus skyre tvora ir dar burys apsauginiu, tciau teko saugotis i scena lekianciu alaus stikliniu (pilnu, ne siaip) ir apatinio trikotazo. bet buvo vistiek gerai.

sekantys – Hot Chip. ant scenos jie atrodo, na, gal ir kiek juokingai, bet ju muzika neleidzia ramiai stoveti. vienas geriausiu festivalio ( ir ne tik?) pasirodymu – jau dabar rezgam planus kaip juos vel pamatyti 

paprakaitave hot chipu diskotekoj, ejom pas Róisín Murphy. grubus judesiai, svelnus balsas, drabuziu spinta ant scenos su daugiau nei dainu apdaru, hitai keiciantys hitus.

ir pabaigai (3.00 ryto) – siek tiek popso su Mika. jis, kaip ir iprasta, ant scenos susitempe visa savo turta – pradedant milziniska lele ir dirbtiniu sniegu, baigiant ispudingom sokejom. nesuprantama kaip, bet visaip sokdamas ir lakstydamas po scena mika sugebejo beveik tobulai dainuoti ir neleido ne pagalvot apie miega. tiesa, mikos fanu taip pat reikia pasisaugot. neisrankus muzikai ispanai isilingavo kaip reikiant, bet cia menka beda, lyginant su brandaus amziaus (40-60) geju porelem. jie, vien del mikos sukore toki kelia, ne uz ka neleis jiems trukdyti. huh…

 

ir atejo sestadienis… sestadienis pazadejo mums, kad bandys nenusileisti penktadieniui. mes patikejom.

apsilimui pusiau argentinietis pusiau svedas José González. nors ir buvo vos iziurimas, nes nulindo i tolimiausia scenos gala, jam uzteko sesiu stygu ir balso, kad uzhipnotizuotu.

Tricky i scena isiverze kupini energijos ir net nelabai supratom, ka isdarinejo su garsais, bet aurime po jo pasirodymo istiko mikciojimo priepuolis. ne-rea-lu buvo pakartota 44 kartus.

 

The Kills buvo tie, kuriuos ryskiai apsibraukem savo tvarkarasciuose - neduokdie praleisim. ir tikrai tai butu nedovanotina. ielektrinti garsai ir jausmai – ko laukem ir ka gavom.

Gnarls Barkley buvo visiskai kitokie. daug muzikantu, kurie, atrodo, visi groja visais instrumentais, aksominis cee-lo balsas, daug improvizacijos,  naujai skambancios senos ar dar negirdetos dainos

ir dar keli pasirodymai paskutine diena:

Justice gal ir negroja musu megstamiausios muzikos (nors per ‘we are your friends’ klykem kaip geros), bet mes vieningai linkciojom – jie zino ka daro ir daro tai gerai.

kryziais ir kitokia amunicija apsiakrste fiberiai ejo is proto

ir paskutine matytoji - Siouxsie. si ragana (nepyk, siuze) dainas plese gerai, kojas kilnojo dar geriau, bet kazkaip neikvepe.

uztat kiti pamatyti ir aprasyti - dar ir kaip. tikekimes, uzteks iki kitu metu

music vol. 1388

proud galleries is a truly unique venue situated in the heart of stables market just walking distance from Camden Town – yeah, the same london area that issued a question after its market has burned ‘what next london area would you like to burn?’.

in fact, camden is still indie music hometown (and also some neanderthal freaks with bad taste for fashion). anyway, in camden still lives amy w. time to time she drops in proud galleries. we popped in there too.

that night we were on the guestlist in proud galleries cause we were meeting the band before gig called tapedeck (full interview with ‘em you can read in pravda august issue).

guys were on acid but even though we talked much and it (a) didn’t disturb us.

after we listened to their friends called semifinalists. we think they are briliant. they have this new sound of london – slightly naive, slightly childlike, some electro rock sound combined with asian virginity.

the act that played after semifinalists was annie – a blonde with lollipop. yeah, she is hot. at least, men think so. but alas! her music is boooring. even though she is scandinavian she still sounds anti-innovative.

that’s a cute view anyway. just in the first row.

there was also an exhibition of sid vicious photos that night. loved ‘em. you nearly can’t stay indifferent for him. even in photos.

some chinese food next to proud galleries is only for two pounds. must try. but note – it’s only after 8 pm.

btw, in proud we saw a great idea to make bar tenders work easier. SHOPPING BAG. brilliant, isn’t it?

music vol. 300

oh those bohemian days… for a while they came back. much to be said in fact as it’s been a while since londonized posted their diary on net.

well, we’ve done some crazy spontaneous things. for instance, we recorded a SONG! well, all three of us sang backs for rock&rolllers Coolness

geki – the bass, came from japan two ago, joined a few bands and now enjoying his life with music in music city.

Coolness vocals – chaz – hm, jei jis skaitytu parasysiu lietuviskai – myli daug moteru vienu metu, kaip ir priklauso roko muzikantui – has a great voice.

even for two songs – kids on k and (damn, don’t remember the title). anyway, it is not on myspace yet. but it will be out on vinyl in sep. can’t wait.

inga done some paparazzi work before going to THE festival in Spain. She attended her junkie man idol (yes, inga has some strange taste for men…) solo gig in Albert Music Hall. There was a huge riot in the end of the gig and even if it wasn’t allowed to do photos, she snapped some shots that later were sold to Daily Mirror. inga is happy (and wealthy) with her debut in brittabloids with peter in ‘em.

dealing the deal.