Drink Up

'Enivrez-Vous'

Il faut être toujours ivre.
Tout est là:
c'est l'unique question.
Pour ne pas sentir
l'horrible fardeau du Temps
qui brise vos épaules
et vous penche vers la terre,
il faut vous enivrer sans trêve.
Mais de quoi?
De vin, de poésie, ou de vertu, à votre guise.
Mais enivrez-vous.
Et si quelquefois,
sur les marches d'un palais,
sur l'herbe verte d'un fossé,
dans la solitude morne de votre chambre,
vous vous réveillez,
l'ivresse déjà diminuée ou disparue,
demandez au vent,
à la vague,
à l'étoile,
à l'oiseau,
à l'horloge,
à tout ce qui fuit,
à tout ce qui gémit,
à tout ce qui roule,
à tout ce qui chante,
à tout ce qui parle,
demandez quelle heure il est;
et le vent,
la vague,
l'étoile,
l'oiseau,
l'horloge,
vous répondront:
"Il est l'heure de s'enivrer!
Pour n'être pas les esclaves martyrisés du Temps,
enivrez-vous;
enivrez-vous sans cesse!
De vin, de poésie ou de vertu, à votre guise."

Charles Baudelaire

Warum, wieso, weshalb?

it's raining. lots and lots, it's very refreshing. the sounds of shafran and his vibrato are particularly comforting today.



sent in my YA essay plan. i wrote 3000 words in german. unglaublich.

Range Life

not my video: mine was taking too long to upload :(


after the glow, the scene, the stage, the set
talk becomes slow but there's one thing i'll never forget:
hey, you gotta pay your dues before you pay the rent.
over the turnstile out into the traffic
there's ways of living it's the way i'm living
right or wrong, it's all that i can do,
and i wouldn't want to let you be

i want a range life, if i could settle down,
if i could settle down, then i would settle down
[x2]


oh pavement. listening to pavement on record for the past few years, i had always assumed that although i loved their music, they were not the greatest musicians. the greatest of the great, they are most certainly not, but they are tighter, more in tune and in time than i would have expected.
they played 28 songs, so i definitely got my money's worth standing in the front row directly under the gaze of Spiral Stairs, Mr. Malkmus and Mark Ibold. they did not, however, play one of my favourites: 'Zurich is Stained'. steve malkmus entertained the crowd by dancing around in a rather bizarre fashion, throwing his pick into the audience and managing to offend the audience by saying "Vienna? What the fuck." and then continuing by telling us about his hot Hungarian grandmother.

Alexander McQueen

I splashed out and bought another McQueen scarf. It goes well with exactly the same one I have - black skulls on white/white skulls on black. Now I just need the shoes and the T-Shirt. Incidentally, they are both on sale at yoox.com. so tempted, but really should not give in.

All patterns were cut on the stand by Lee Alexander McQueen.

Each piece is unique, as was he. [www.alexandermcqueen.com]

Prague

Kafka Museum

Amber ring

Dunkles Pilsner Bier



Prague in the rain. Day trip.



...as good as any pictures

Czech Mate

Sto a Cesky Krumlov

Der farbige Turm






Cesky Krumlov - Böhmisch Krummau.

Day One of the Three Day Czech Adventure:

Wien Franz Joseph Bahnhof @ 06.22
Overheated non-Weasel train
Pen breaks mid note-taking / friendly snoring man offers me his pen
Arrive in Gmünd - shortest train for border crossing
Arrive Novy Velenice - suicidal coach driver
Arrive Ceske Budejovice: beautiful town square



Then... head to Cesky Krumlov.
Beautiful, but unfortunately rather touristy. Climb to the top of the castle hills for the best views of the town. Do not go into the 'Revolving Auditorium' for shelter when it starts raining - you will be interrupting a rehearsal and getting some rather sour looks. Do walk around the town, explore the residential areas. You will bump into the same people over and over again, which makes for rather awkward moments. Do leave enough time for the "Tortura Museum" and the "Wax Figure Museum". Take an umbrella.

Londres, tu me manques

perfect place for weekend stroll

something i kept

don't applaud just throw money - behind the tate modern

fun times

favourite place in london




never thought i'd say this, but i am actually starting to miss London. Vienna is fantastic, but in a sense knowing that my time here is limited i just want to go 'home' sometimes, have all my stuff and feel settled.

in order to start the birthday celebrations we went to the Prater today. who knew that amusement parks really could provide hours of amusement. the money that was spend on rides was won back on one of those fruit machines (with €1!). sushi buffet dinner. true lies at home.

adam and i are both going to uni in london next year - how surreal. this brings me onto the topic of the eternal nightmare which is 'flathunting'. it seems that finding a flat in continental europe is relatively easy and quite a lot cheaper. both in france and in austria one bedroom apartments have been moderately priced, but oh london...