For the Love of Mondays: Thomas Dybdahl A38 sessions at GMK

Mondays have bad press: they’re like the Pol Pot of weekdays- as such, I always felt tender compassion for the week’s most detested day since, unlike Pol Pot, Mondays are entirely innocent.  They can’t be blamed for our deep seated hatred of work and ill-adjustment to life in general. They just happen each week and…

Island in the Fog

One of the most exciting things about going to Óbudai island when it is not ’THE’ island is stop in your tracks, intently stare down some bushes and ferns, and over-excitedly go ’oh, this is the Colosseum!’. You might even shriek a little to accompany your discovery, thus scaring stiff the occasional random dog or…

Light and Pretzels (Sophisticated Name for Another Random)

So here comes another random in which I will try not to gush about how fantastic autumn light is. There’s not much of it, true, but the little we get is splendid. Autumn lights in Hungary and Romania somehow, strangely, remind me of Scandinavian summer light- there’s finally texture in the light, not just straightforward,…

She Past Away @ Show Barlang

One of the points of urban subcultures is that you all look the same.  It’s like a safety net in a jungle of fashions and musical styles: if I put on my skinny jeans and band T-shirt and go to one of those things called brit parties around here, I can safely bet I’ll listen…

November Splendour

So we’ve made it to that bit of autumn that’s so ridiculously pretty you almost forget what comes next. If a month ago I was just noticing how the light shifts, now sunsets are aflame with the kind of burnt golden hues you only really get in early November. Like everything about the passing of…

Houses We Built

Anyone can take pictures these days, you don’t even need to subject yourself to the hassle of carrying a camera around: your phone is smarter than you and always readily available to fire away.   The problem is that, in the meantime, we have kind of forgotten how to actually look at things. And see…

The River of My Dreams

  I have those moments of great weakness (usually at the very end of summer, right after having returned from some sunny Mediterranean island) when I start waxing lyrical about how I love the sea, even in the tragic circumstance of having been born spectacularly far from any such body of water, and being, if…

October Random with Rain and Ramblings

There are up sides to utterly gloomy autumn days with non-stop rain, yes there are. It’s like they simply take the pressure of you- no need to go out, plan several outdoorsy-basking-in-the-sunsy activities, decide which cute summer dress to wear, make sure not to miss any newly opened terraces and such. You can either simply…

Omar Souleyman and Hercules and Love Affair @ Electronic Beats Festival

Budapest quite often gets to be the second best something- its coffee is second best to London, it’s the second best Central European destination after Prague, its Italian restaurants are second best to generally anything in Italy, overall it’s a second best Vienna and its clubs are second best to Berlin.   It’s this ‘second…

Transition Random- from Summer to Autumn

One day I will probably make peace with the fact that I always run out of schedule with the monthly randoms, but until then I can pretend that at least this time I actually meant the stuff to run over two months, and therefore cover the transition from summer to autumn and such. No, of…