Posts from year 2004
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Epicenter in Khao Lak
Khao Lak was one of those sleepy Thai beach towns where time took a vacation. A thin strip of sand pressed between the dense jungle and the Andaman Sea, dotted with cheap bungalows and the occasional Western escapee trying to outrun the noise of home.
Mobile Homes at Electric Christmas
The curtain literally fell at midnight, revealing the secret band of Electric Christmas. For weeks, speculation had been running wild. The organizers had teased the appearance of one of the greatest Swedish synth bands of all time.
On the dance floor of Plasticity
Plasticity has been a fixture of Gothenburg’s alternative scene since 2000, calling Kompaniet home under the watchful eye of Henrik Wittgren, the man behind Synthbar, Electropolis, Saturn and enough club nights to keep generations of black-clad insomniacs happily sleep-deprived.
Report from Tinitus festival 2004
Tinitus has long been one of Sweden’s premier gatherings for devotees of electronic music, and once again Münchenbryggeriet in Stockholm was packed with black-clad pilgrims ready to sacrifice the weekend to EBM and industrial beats.
With the Terminal man at Charles de Gaulle
I was recently sitting at Charles de Gaulle Airport, killing time between flights and reading The Terminal Man, the memoir of Mehran Karimi Nasseri. He is the Iranian refugee who somehow managed to spend sixteen years living in Terminal 1.
Rendez-vous in Rio
Rio de Janeiro is the kind of city that shouts, sings and sweats through your shirt before breakfast. This city isn’t just alive, it pulses like a samba drumline placed on eternal repeat.
Passing through Paraty
Paraty is one of those colonial towns frozen in amber, where the streets were laid by sadistic masons with a grudge against ankles. Cobblestones the size of baby skulls, slick with centuries of rain and regret.
The streets of Paraguay
There are places that you will rarely receive a postcard from. Paraguay is one of them. Tucked between louder neighbors with flashier attractions, this landlocked backwater doesn’t scream for attention.
At the Igauzu waterfalls
Some places humble you. Iguazu doesn’t even bother with humility, it hits you full on with humidity and something that existed long before we learned how to pave roads and build houses.