Advertisements Or, a wordy Pinterest board Last weekend I traveled from my neighborhood in the former East Berlin to visit a friend of mine in the western neighborhood of Charlottenburg. I take just about every chance I get to stroll through Charlottenburg because of how fancy I feel doing it. Seeing it at night thisContinue reading “Cecilia of Charlottenburg”
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Notes on Experimental Warehouse Music
Advertisements In which I venture out alone in the dark The other night I attended a performance by an international chamber group in a warehouse, complete with light installation and spaced-out seating. One of those true Artsy Events you would expect to encounter in an Artsy City. And boy was I not let down. InContinue reading “Notes on Experimental Warehouse Music”
Another brick out of the Wall
Advertisements In which I chronicle a convergence This time of this year is special for the city I happen to be in as it commemorates the 60th anniversary of the raising of the Wall. Construction began on 13 August 1961, and things proceeded relatively quickly from there—by this point, there was a marked delineation andContinue reading “Another brick out of the Wall”
A Summer So Long
Advertisements • As a seed in the bright-colored street I am saying so long To the I know of nothing, the nothing that knows not of me. On a high cushioned wingtip my bondage was loosed with a song Of seduction to come, a provoking, profane melody; The lean languid lusting of aimlessness, sloth, andContinue reading “A Summer So Long”
A Brief History of Nollendorfplatz
Advertisements In which I highlight a byte of queer Berlin One more Pride post to round out the month, the subject being something I simultaneously know quite a bit and hardly anything about—the city I’ve lived in for very nearly two years. Nollendorfplatz—“Nolle” or “Nolli” for short—is a neighborhood I passed through on the daysContinue reading “A Brief History of Nollendorfplatz”
The Strange Mirror of UNORTHODOX
Advertisements In which I consider what makes a home *WARNING: SPOILERS* A couple months have passed since I watched Anna Winger’s four-part Netflix series Unorthodox, based on Deborah Feldman’s memoir, and I’m working through how close it hit to home. Not in terms of Judaism, in terms of my physical location. The action is dividedContinue reading “The Strange Mirror of UNORTHODOX”
Mauerfall 30
Advertisements In which I get a little philosophical about my new home and its un-division Last Saturday marked the 30th anniversary of the fall of the Berlin Wall. The day was cold, rainy, and miserable—not a day I’d have chosen to cross a newly-opened wall unless I really had to—but the week has featured commemorationsContinue reading “Mauerfall 30”