le royale

we played robot rock at le royale last night. it was a good night.

it's been a weird week. the weather has been shitty, and i've been in a strange mood all week. the record "untrue" by burial has really been keeping me on the level. it's saturday morning and i have a pretty good hangover. i was at le royale pretty late, but managed to leave before passing out or something. i woke up really early and went to schillers alone. i ate eggs and read rolling stone, fader, and sports illustrated. i went to alife to buy some sneakers. i wish it was a bit warmer

all the snow you can blow

i woke up in the middle of a snow storm.
i took a bath.
i went out for breakfast.
bought some records.
played music.

grandlife sir rippenworth

we went to the ben sherman party. the beer was free, and the bathroom line was long. we split and went to the soho grand.

another faded weekend

the doctor was in town over the weekend. we met up with becka and had a bit of dinner at lovely day. the night then took us to mike's house where we talked about the old neighborhood over some blue note jazz. we then got in to a game of hold 'em poker and managed to make a large bottle of bushmill's protestant whisky disappear over a couple of hours. becka won the game, and i passed out on the couch. woke up in bed sunday morning and went to kenan's to record some music. then he got the flu