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December Sunday in Bratislava
I kind of failed to properly make it to any of the Budapest Christmas fairs this year, don’t really know why, it seems as if December just shrunk into something like half a week instead of being one whole proper month. And I still refuse to do Christmassy stuff in November. Vienna on the other…
Yelle @ A38
After waxing lyrical yesterday about the presence of space in Icelandic music, today I should tackle another rather country specific sound, namely French electro. Allowing myself a gross generalization, since it’s Friday and I can claim I’m mentally tired or something, French electro generally sounds more cerebral than it’s Anglo-Saxon counterpart, but is not as…
Emilíana Torrini @ A38
In an autumn of raucous sold out gigs, there was something positively soothing in the subdued atmoshpere of Emilíana Torrini’s concert. The crowd was a bit slow to gather and only really filled out the ship’s hold during the first song, but even so, there was always plenty of space to move and breathe, both…
Triggerfinger @ A38
For a country teetering on the brink of de-country-fying itself one of these days, Belgium is doing quite fine on the musical front. Not only did they produce the sublime dEUS, but they’ve also unleashed Triggerfinger on the unsuspecting continent, prompting us to immediately google their home town of Lier- it’s close to Antwerp, mind…
The island when it’s not THE island
It might be a bit surprising that in 10+ years of living in Budapest I’d never been to the island when it wasn’t THE island. I guess I never thought of it as anything else than a loud, hot, beautiful chaos of people and sounds. So it was quite startling to see it as, well,…
Electronic Beats Festival Budapest
Electronic Beats festival is always a nice reminder of the summer festival season come autumn. Last year even the weather was decidedly summery, but this time we had no such luck- the smokers were huddling in the freeze in slightly inebriated and a tad grumpy flocks as we arrived (un)fashionably late, missing Joy Wellboy. For…
Time for Those Foggy Mornings
Every year people complain that winter comes suddenly: there’s Indian summer and then the freezing winds of the Arctic, and you can’t ever really wear your autumn jacket because you’re either too hot or too cold in it. I am coming to think that the famous transition period- probably should be October-never really existed. It’s…
Budapest Says No
We don’t always protest, but when we do, it’s because we must. There’s many silly things Hungary’s current government has done, but taxing the Internet is probably the silliest. Not necessarily because we couldn’t live with another 700 forints a month sent to the state’s already greedy pockets, but because access to information for everyone…
St Vincent @ A38
The lady is totally touched in the head- and that’s the most wonderful compliment there is. Why be normal, when you can be better? Musically speaking St Vincent might be an acquired taste- her songs are simply too complex to be liked immediately, but then try as I might, I still cannot get Rattlesnake out…
Pocket Diary Budapest 