"There were never any good old days, they are today, they are tomorrow!"
-Gogol Bordello

26 September 2009

Notes found scribbled on bar tabs inside my coat pockets


(Photo credit: Anne)

Drinking with all our favorite video store clerks. And anarchist bike-repairmen and sleazy DJs with landing-strip goatees.

Taped to wall: "CIGARS".

Singing Lust for Life with smuggled liquor in a Korean karaoke room.

Why is there half a liter less whisky now?

Afrikaans-speaking.

4am again. This time, American Astronaut.

Tickets to the NZ Symphony Orchestra donated to us.

It's like Xiu Xiu says: Don't make fun of my night out.

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