First of all: the title of this post is supposed to be an homage to the pilot of Wonderfalls, but I don’t expect you to know that (I’d like to have an educated audience, but I also realize that speaking of vibrators and Steffi Love won’t get me that).
Anyway, the other day I was heading towards the office on the usual street and I found a shoe on the ground. Since the tile on which the shoe was lying was colored in red, I realized something was off and took a moment to inspect the object. Attached to the shoe I found a little card saying that the shoe was part of an art project called A Rite taking place the next day inside Istituto Cervantes in Berlin, and that I needed to go there and return the shoe.
I like art. And the concept was amazing. It was about the shoe being connected to the ground, and walking is a rite of passage, and you tie yourself to people like you tie your own shoes, and shoes are both limitating and empowering.
He was not. He told me I needed to find a person inside the gallery and decide to tie my shoe with his/her shoe and hang the whole thing to a wire. I asked “Do I need to find the shoe that matches mine?” and he answered “That would be too romantic, don’t you think?”.
I lost faith in the world and took a glass of free wine.
Eventually I tied my shoe to the shoes of what I think was a lesbian couple.
I’m very proud to host on this blog its very first guest post!
The thing is that 1) I couldn’t get into Schokoladen the night I Am Oak played. It basically got sold out two seconds before I got there. Me and my friend Arwin (who had his ticket already) tried to bribe the guy at the entrance but he was like “If I do this for you I’ll have to do it for everyone who asks”. Mpf. Germans and their stupid righteousness. 2) I don’t have Internet at home at the moment (a lot of horror stories began this way, I know) 3) I’m lazy.
So I basically stole the text from an email Arwin sent me. It’s a great review, though. Here it is:
It looks like I applied to write reviews of sex toys for an online sexy shop.
I don’t know why I did it. Sometimes you’re just bored and have crazy ideas. Plus: it looked like a challenge and something that could help me experiment in my writing. Plus: I would get free stuff (and free stuff is free stuff, no matter if it’s clothes or dildos…).
I thought they would send me stuff to try out right away but no, first they asked me to write a test-review of a product without even trying it first. And what’s creepy is that the review has to be AT LEAST 250 characters long.
What the hell? I think I’d have problems writing such a long review even for, i don’t know, a book, but doing it for a vibrator (that’s the item I chose) is an even bigger challenge than I thought.
Of course I’m up to challenges, especially when it comes to writing, so here is the first draft of what I wrote so far: I’m still undecided on which style I should go for.
larsen @ marie antoinette Larsen come from one of my favourite italian cities (Turin) but apparently I needed to meet a french guy in Germany in order to come to know them. I didn’t listen so much to their recordings before attending the show, and still I found the concert completely mind blowing. The very unique, mesmerizing thing was the mix of an heavy component (the voice of the singer, so raw, with words like chains to tie you to the ground of meaning) and a lighter component (the instrumental part, shooting your mind into space). One of the best concerts this year, so far.