- 02:52 Eastern Berlin is a like a hangover still going from 1989. More graffiti than I have ever seen in my entire life. Five story tall stencils.. #
- 02:52 ..amazing, amazing. My "sketch" radar kept going off all night, but the neighborhood was actually pretty tame. #
- 02:55 Randomly met First Blood at a vege/vegan restaurant, went to their show. Germans mosh like 13 year olds at a pop punk show. Even tuff guys! #
- 02:57 I admit; bummed at the site of blatantly edge band shirts on the chests of folks with cigs in their front pocket and a tall boy in hand. #
- 02:58 I don't know what it is, but I love Berlin. It's a schizophrenic fairy tale. What happens to the wolf, feeling guilty after Red Riding Hood? #
- 03:00 Three generations have been building a life out of the scraps, shrapnel, ghosts, and shame. A sadness that never ebbs above melancholy. #
- 12:45 Empty bookshelf, the blackened museum pillars, history as rich as ashes and dust, old scars, old mistakes; "Someday" is beautiful in Berlin #
Monday, August 31, 2009
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