Switch House Blues: A Visit to the Kelenföld Power Plant

Visiting the disused switch house of the Kelenföld power station is a pet project for any self-respecting architecture and/or urbanism aficionado in Budapest- the building is normally off limits to the public and has recently been serving as the backdrop of several dystopian films instead. The Contemporary Architecture Centre (KÉK) has however taken the pain…

The Wednesday Wall of Sound: A Place to Bury Strangers @ A38

It’s probably a praise of the emerging (?!) Budapest concert scene to say that the number of bands which I get to see for the second, third, etc. time (non-local bands, mind you) is steadily increasing. This is primarily wonderful, and should be strongly encouraged, but also makes me wonder just what on Earth I…

All That Dancing Around: Triggerfinger @ A38

Triggerfinger’s latest A38 concert, promoting their most recent album, named, in an endearingly Triggerfingerish-grandiose way Colossus, was unequivocally introduced on the event page as one by the second best rock band in Belgium, since the first one will forever be dEUS (themselves regular A38 visitors). It is of course hard to argue with this statement,…

One for the Indiezaurs: Hangmás @ Dürer Kert

It took me quite some time to get around to writing this post (here’s another nail in the coffin of another New Year’s resolution, namely that one about not procrastinating blog entries), but maybe there’s some secret logic in here. Just recently, about 9 years into working close to Kinizsi street, I figured out that…

Rust, Gold and an Angry Poet: Autumn on Gellért Hill

Let’s say you woke up one day and suddenly had no idea what season it was, perhaps a strange sort of weather amnesia, but figured you’re in Budapest, and in such cases your go to solution should definitely be Gellért hill: firstly, it’s rather easy to spot from many central areas, particularly the Danube promenade, and secondly,…

Summer’s End in Városliget

The other day it dawned on me that the Budapest exploration project faded a little into the background with the advent of summer. It’s the season I enjoy the most, but also the one I find borderline tiring in its relentless excitement: the travels, the long days when you feel compelled to stay out with…

Awake at 3 AM: Sziget 2017 Day Three

In case you assume there is no pride in being awake at 3 AM on Sziget, as in really awake, coordinated, knowing where your keys are and what was the name of your first favourite plush toy, well you’re wrong. Some might say that there is no fun in having all your senses intact at…

A Certain Bromance- Sziget 2017 Day One

Arriving on the island on what is supposedly the first day of the actual festival (which is totally silly, by now it feels like we’ve been there forever) it dawned on me that this will be a walk down memory lane. For in the early days, more often than not, we would show up, get…

Being Almost Scottish- Sziget Day Zero

Preamble. Almost front row of the Biffy Clyro gig, girl asks boy who knows all the lines to the songs: Are you Scottish? He answers: Yes, almost Scottish! Girl: What does that mean?! Boy: I am French! Girl: So cool! Your take away being that all the differences that we grapple with in our daily…