Darker With The Day

REC avant-premiere and Velvet Party @ Nixon!

Words disobey me. It was a revelation almost watching people talk, actually talk with each other, not simply getting wasted but sitting across a table flirting and it was the first time in ages we could play as loud as we liked and the experience of watching the movie was excruciatingly satisfying in a perverse almost way and everything was about too good to be true, like a bed of roses.

Photos by my dear friend and artist Photoharrie

Love Letter

Here's a special entry, for the special appearance, of the very special My Wet Calvin at Koumoundourou Sq..
The sound was great, the night was beautiful, the set was exquisite, Kat was absorbing, her voice was beutiful, her movement was, her dress was.

Impreeeeeessive.

And now, anyone who commented negatively on Ari's choice of garment can officially fuck off.

Except maybe A and Y :D

Fuck Me On The Dancefloor

I was on one Lonarid-N, one Panadol Extra and one Lonarid.

My head was trying to kill me.

But no one would cut it off for me.

Chris was very theatrical, veary nice though.

Bild Dir Deine Meinung

Sedative

Cunted Daughter 1 year anniversary.

This is DECACENCE

;P

I Must Paint

Art Athina was completely flat from my point of view this year, but it had its moments still. For us at least it did. But it was funny and sad at the same time, that it left you with the feeling a big shopping mall does. Emptiness.

I loved some videos though, Magdalena von Rudy's harrowing "Persona Syndrom" for once, was a beautiful experience.






WE NEED




Papadatos


Ioanna

LBO Blues

I've got a favourite band and it's name's Love Boat Orchestra. I remember seeing them about a year ago and pretty much hating them but now, I'm amazed. And who doesn't love seeing the kind of music they adore played by people so close to them?

We did an interview with all of them a couple of days ago which turned out great and you can actually read here!

Colors And The Kids

A surreal Friday night at Down Deca. No time for art.
I remember Julian's voice. Screams. The Callas on repeat. More screams.
Religion.
Striving to absorb the alcohol until the sun finally came out over big smiles and even bigger words.
I really wanted creamy goat cheese but ended up with smth too salty and hard.

The Sun. It's a "no comment"..

photos by Photoharrie

Velvet Bus

Xanthi (Part 2)

Velvet Bus

Xanthi (Part 1)

Another scanner, another colour. On the streets, at the table, before the gig.. I shot the most photographs in this - quite beautiful - city..

Velvet Bus

Ioannina

Velvet Bus

Patra (Part 2)

Before the show and on the road... I'm sorry about the poor quality but the scanner I had to use was pure crap.