Guy Brighton: June 2004 Archives

June 30, 2004

TUE 29th JUNE : DRY YOUR EYES, MATE

Interesting combination of events....

Remember I was involved in this 48 Hour Film project thing a coupla weeks ago? Went and saw the screening with the Lady early last night - it came out very good: a mockumentary about Shoe Models called 'The Perfect Fit'. I'll send a link when it's on the web. Funnily enough they cut out my part where I interviewed with a mad Irishman....

Afterwards the Lady broke the followign news gently: we have to move out of this flat/apartment by Friday and then wait for (a) the lazy CoOp board of the other one still hasn't approved the Lady and (b) all that paper work and 'closing'. Looks like a good few nights away from the Lady staying on friends sofas.... just like London.

Talking about London Town. Left the Lady with her new crew to meet Phil USA and my fellas at Irving Plaza to see Mike and the Streets and old Dizzee. I'm not 100% sure why Dizzee bothers to play to a sober NY white hipster crowd. I'm sure there are better parts of the 5 boroughs where he'd go down better. As for the main act: The Street's gig was great - 1st album stuff came across better live than the 2nd album poetry. Was fun to hang out with some Brits, drink some decent beer and naughtily smoke cigarettes (keeping an eye out for the doorment). The NYCers quite get it. Had some pillock raving beside me until I told him to 'oi,oi,oi'.

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June 29, 2004

VANS OF NEW YORK

I've congregated all my snaps of graffiti laden New York trucks for an article for PSFK. If that's your sort of thing - you can look at them all here: PSFK.

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June 28, 2004

SUN 27th JUNE : CONEY ISLAND

The Lady and I visited Coney Island to see the new artists' signs on the amusement parks and freak shows.

Quite a spectacle - and that's just the regular people milling about. See all the photos below.

big-ass-prize: I think sums up the place pretty well.

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FRI 25th JUNE : ZWIRNING OVER

Dropped into an exhibition opening early Friday evening at David Zwirner's gallery. Despite the rain the place was packed full of the damp artys for the 'Happy Days Are Here Again' expo.

I managed to chat to a very happy and German Rolf (who had invited the Lady here) and despite his girlfriend letting me and know that he had sold to the Whitney Biennial he agreed to get me a decent Bavarian beer from the hidden stash despite the fact that the gallery had 'run out'. Nice guy.

Managed to crash the after party on Broadway and Prince. Huge loft space I think owned by David's sister. Huge place filled with various types, old women with long flowing hair, men with Greek fisherman shoes, men with backless shirts and several hanger-ons (mainly the Lady's friends).

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June 24, 2004

THUR 24th JUNE : LIFE IS SWEET

So I stumble out of a flat somewhere in Brooklyn after two hours of football followed by a penalty shoot out that brought England to their end. I walk down the four flights of stairs bumping into the wall then the banister then the wall; trying to ignore the flashbacks in my head. I puff a cigarette to the subway, head down, miserable. The words, "If only" sping in mind time and again. At the subway entrance I flick the cigarette to the street in contempt.

Later that evening I tell the Lady about how I watched a woman drop a top a third way down the train by accident and then carried down to the end of the carriage unaware. I looked at the people around the white fabric sat in the center of the train's passageway and think that they must have seeb it. In fact I notice one or two look at the top then down the train towards the lady. I felt sad but I didn't want the lady to be sad. So I got up and fetched it for her. She was thankful and the Lady, later, seemed pleased by my behaviour - although she was quiet and all she said was, "Bloody New Yorkers."

I then told her that I told a panhandler/scrounger to F$£k Right Off before he could start his plea for cash. He left the train grumbling and I deftly missed his elbow at my cheek. The Lady was a little more open about her feelings this time.

She then told me this story about the woman killed yesterday at Brooklyn Bridge Station and I realised how wrong it was to have been so sad, to be so angry.

I must always remember: life is sweet. It is only a game.

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WED 23rd JUNE : BIG SHOW

Went to the launch party of Big Magazine's new issue centered on Vegas at a red-velvet matted place called Show on 41st (and 6th). To celebrate we were given some rather burlesque entertainment: as we walked in a lady/stripper/dancer with red shiny tassels was pouring water over herself on stage with a sponge. I avoided her final spray by getting in at the bar whilst the rest were trying to get a better view. Gin & Tonic Promotion. Nice to visit an old friend from time to time.

Next on stage was a very rounded lady. She did a dance, wobbled her large bottom, took off the few robes she had to reveal fetching g-sting and then gave us a whirl with her tassels.

Then a sword-swallower called John Fox came on stage. I realised that I've never seen a sword-swallower in real-life; especially one looking like an LA rocker that called the audience 'mo-fos' and proceed to place all sorts of equipment down his gullet: screwdrivers, knives, tweezers, a cigarette, a balloon and of course a rather long sword.

A lady with big red feathers gave us a burlesque dance. Her tassel twirl at the end was a tad disappointing. Popped in for another Gin & Tonic. How did I have ever forgotten good old G&T?

Then came on the official Mermaid of Coney Island and apparent Corn Queen to do a chicken dance. Wearing a mask that would catch Big Bird's attention she wiggled around the stage to a rock track, flapping her arms, pulling yellow feathery strings around before half undressing then giving a final wiggle.

Following the bird woman came tiger and taimer combo. The taimer was in, erm, lycra and the tiger was a guy in a big fluffy white suit. The tiger jumped about a bit until he got fed up with his taimer, attacked him, erm, got him to strip and then mauled him to death. Probably.

After this came a woman painted head to toe in red paint; wearing a black dress with a skull plastered across it and a huge dense wig. Her eyes were black and her teeth looked half knocked out. She sang a rocky rendition of a cheesy song. Suddenly as she was about to end she does a hand stand, legs splayed, and the woman with red feathers comes out and cracks three eggs upon her person.

After that and despite more Gin the woman dancing with the snake by the poll on the bar lacked any thing special. That and the fact that she had to wrench the poor bugger out of his bowl and then twist his length around her and the cold metal. He had the same expression as the rest of the audience had all night: 'what the hell's going on?'

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June 23, 2004

Free Gmail Account With the PSFK Trend project

This is a new project that I am involved with: www.psfk.com. It's a trend spotting site.

To encourage registration for their newsletter they're giving away a Gmail account invite!

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June 22, 2004

SOME TUNES FOR YOUR AFTERNOON

It pays to read Flavorpill emails to the end. Great links to Fabric Live. Makes you want to pull down the blinds in your office, switch off the lights, put a UV tube somewhere in the far corner, break out some warm beers, blast these tunes out and bump into people as you dance.

"Continuing in their fine tradition, London's Fabric — club, record label, and font of quality electronica — provides us with three exclusive new streams. Nitin Sawhney and Adam Freeland, subjects of FABRICLIVE.15 and 16 respectively, chime in: Sawhney's minimalist compositions step to inferred beats and implied verve; breaksketeer Freeland's mix debuts in August. Fabric devotees know Craig Richards as his alter-ego Tyrant. If Fabric 15 knocked your socks off too, here's a second date. (NP)"

Broken Beat: XFM Mix (Nitin Sawhney)

House: XFM Mix (Adam Freeland)

Tech House: BBC Radio 1 Blueroom (Craig Richards)

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June 21, 2004

MON 21st JUN : ENGLAND 4 CROATIA 2

9 Rooney

!!Time to put a curse on Portugal for Thursday's match with England: click here to join me!!

Headlines in the British papers:

The Sun: "Let's go all the Wayne"
The Express: "He's made it Eu-Roo 2004"
The Star: "Roo can stop him now?"
The Mirror: "Heroo!"

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FRI 18th JUNE : 48 HOUR FILM PEOPLE

Spent the weekend on this 48 Hour Film Project. Will post full story and pics soon.

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June 19, 2004

SEAN T CONRAD

As they say in America, 'I am digging this funny dude's awesome blog, man': http://www.seantconrad.com/

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June 18, 2004

FRI 18th JUNE : SUNSHINE DEMOCRACY

Despite everything, I must remember: Summer is here, and do I feel it.

Basking in the sun by the river is one luxury that is democratic. The great feeling of the sun shining down is available equally to everyone, rich or poor.

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June 17, 2004

NYC Fashion

Grey/Gray Sweatsuit coming to a hipster near you. http://www.thegreysweatsuitrevolution.com

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THUR 17th JUNE : RED LIONS

England Soccer Hooligans Text Messages received and sent during England v. Switzerland Match At Red Lion, Bleeker Street, NYC.

Guy To Maria: OK. I'LL COME ALONG TOMORROW.
The Lady To Guy: COME ON ENGLAND!
Davo To Guy: THE SWISS ARE PLAYING WITH TYPICAL PRECISION.
Guy To Davo: SOMEONE INIVTED A COUPLE OF MOUTHY YANKS. COUPLE MORE SHOTS AND I'M HAVING A WORD.
Davo To Guy: OFFSIDE RULE AND VETNAM... THEN STAND BACK AND SEE WHAT HAPPENS.
Guy To Davo: COULD EVEN BE CANADIANS. IS THAT WORSE?
Davo To Guy: WE CAN'T STRING A PASS TOGETHER. SAT NEXT TO SOME BRUMMIES. GOOD VALUE
Guy To Davo: SAT NEXT TO 2 DYKES FROM NEWCASTLE...
Guy To Lady: 1.0 ENGLAND HALF TIME
Guy to Davo: SWISS DOWN TO 10 MEN. NOW WE'RE IN TROUBLE
Davo To Guy: THE SWISS ARE CLEARLY CLOCK WATCHING THEIR TIMING IS OUT.
The Lady To Guy: IS YOUR BOSS WITH YOU?
Guy To The Lady: ON MY TOD
Guy To Just About Everybody: 3 BLOODY NIL!!!

More English Soccer Hooligans

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WED 16th JUNE : JUNE GLOOM

Three weeks now since that big pitch and we are still in negotaitions. The longer the negotiations, the smaller the project. Everything is quiet. None of my contacts are responding. I check out www.jigsaw.com betato find some new leads but they're mostly wrong.

I don't bother going to the office - maybe I'll come back on on Friday.

The worry is that our ad agency venutre is going to fail. If it fails then my H1B visa for the 1st October won't be available. And how many of those 2005 H1Bs are really left? Some say that they'll all be given out by July!

Might have to get sent home like this friendly England supporting chap in Portugal.

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MON 14th JUNE : WORK?

Nothing to do at work. It's gone dead. Wish it didn't cost $20 to watch the soccer.

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June 16, 2004

SUN 13th JUNE : LAST MINUTE PANIC

Beckham's shame re. his awful neck tattoo

With the Lady away for another day in the Hamptons I got down early to the One on One in East Village to watch the footie. Watched the Swiss / Croat number with the help of a couple of glasses of black gold and an All Irish Breakfast.

It got crowded just before the England France kick off. Luckily the table service helped me through the match. Through the second half of the game we naturally were good humored a little rowdy and wound up the Frenchies behind us.

Of course, what a waste/waist of drink. The 7 pints of Guinness and a pint of Boddington (the waitress mistakenly ordered) ruined by a bunch of Frenchies jumping up and down behind me with their tops off. Who can blame them. If my team had come back in extra time and won the match I could have probably done the same.

Puerto Rican Party Baby We commiserated by trying to find a new bar with open top terrace on Houston near the corner of Clinton. The door was open but the bar downstairs was closed. We walked up to the roof desk to find a party in full swing. A determined German (luckily not French) asked who we were. The drunk English girl beside me said that I was her husband and that seemed to be OK. I quickly lost her and mingled. Looking back on it, I think it was a Puerto Rican party for the local people but the German sausage definitely filled the gap since the Irish black pudding earlier. How cosmopolitan I am.

I staggered out as the sun was setting full of Latin swagger and all but forgetting the result of the Euro 2004 match. I tubed it home, meandered to the bed via a couple of walls, only to see the answermachine flashing: Oh No! The Lady's going to be home tonight! I looked at my watch - 1 hour. I considered my options: shower, breath freshner, coffee. I chose sleep.

Luckily the Lady was exhausted when she got in an hour later and wanted to go to bed. All she could say is, "You stink of beer." All I could mumble was, "But we lost."

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SAT 12th JUNE : PARK MYSELF

A quiet day. Late start. Went to the riverside park. As I crossed the highway at West 12th a bunch of girls in stripy tops walked in line before the traffic, turned and started dancing. I had to join in of course, altho' I think the girls felt I ruined the effect with my unshaven, unwashed, flip flop look.

When your head is as foggy as mine was, it can be amazing to see cruise ships taller than buildings drift past.

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June 15, 2004

FRIDAY 11th JUNE : DEAL THE CARDS

It should have been quite a quiet night. The boys were coming round for a game of cards in the garden and the Lady was off to the Hamptons with the girls. Of course after a few of hours of cards, beer and Real Rhapsody we got some knocking from the neightbours. We packed up. Phil lost again, I broke even, Sean was up.

We trotted into Meatpacking for some entertainment. We tried that bar that is hidden out of the back of the trendy burger bar on 9th near 15th... I must head my own warnings about Meatpacking at the weekend sometimes. The bars are full of guys who all dress and look the same and the girls all look a bit like this. I suppose the only good thing about the burger bar is that there's a pool room out back where you can apparently smoke.

What is truly wonderful is that the maddening crowd still hasn't managed to discover Passer By. Either it's too out of the way or the eclectic self-obsessed mix of music the shaggy haired DJs plays just puts the crowds off. You can't beat a floor with flashing squares, some abstract robotic 80s tune, your glass of Jack and Coke slipping through your fingers crashing to the floor and some little chap telling you to give his girlfriend extra room to dance. Of course, I obliged by stepping back and then dancing with her. He said something else but I had to ask him to talk to Phil and Sean. I was busy. Very.

The problem with small popular little bars and the New York summer is that the places get far too hot. We had to make a move elsewhere. Yes. We could have gone home but we had picked up on a roll.

From there we were tempted to go to the 323 we've heard all about but somehow we got dragged to this 'really great bar in Williamsburg where there's a party.' Yeah. Thanks Phil: So we left the thriving party spot and cabbed over to an empty Irish bar in Brooklyn. The Scottish manager didn't like English, no liquor for sale, the place was about to close but the DJ did have a good bunch of discs from the early 90s. We made the most of it; the manager decided to like our money even if he didn't like our accents and kept the bar open. You know the scene: bunch of misfits and stereotypes who should know better. Time slipped by and before I knew it, the sky was getting lighter. Already?

I resisted the invitation to go back to some girls' house that Phil had got to know. Sometimes you feel the urge to keep drinking drink but it's quite nice to be old enough to see all this before (when you were 17-31) and it's refreshing to be adult enough to make the right decision. ie. Taxi home and be sick in your own toilet.

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June 11, 2004

KID ROBOT WINDOW

In the spirit?

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June 10, 2004

THURS 10th JUNE : BIG APPLE

A new sculpture has been unveiled today on the Hudson River Park (nr. W11th). A few pics are below. I did some digging and found an old article from the observer which I think clarifies it all:

"When designer Donna Karan's husband, the sculptor Stephan Weiss, passed away in 2001, he left behind plans for a new sculpture. It fell to Ms. Karan and Mr. Weiss' son Corey to complete the piece, the 6,000-pound bronze Apple, in a foundry last year." New York Obesever 2nd Feb 2004

And a few pics of Christopher Street as I go for a sandwich on Hudson Street.

one of those looking up at fire-escapes shots

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THURS 10th JUNE : AC

Here goes.... first day of using the AC! The garden is a carcophony of noise.

Have posted some photos of my trip to Hoboken - see all of them here

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New York City Headhunters

NYC Bar This post is an update of a previous posting of NYC Head Hunter details.. Check all my Job Hunt Advice if you're looking for work in NYC particularly in Advertising / Marketing.

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Ken Wachtel
1118 Oenoke Ridge Road
New Canaan, CT 06840
k.wachtel@att.net
(203) 966-6255

Bib and Kim Scott at Profiler in LA - they do online media sales placements. Contact Bib at bibs@profilerusa.com or 310-446-8343

Susana M. Williams
Western Manager
susanaw@interevco.com
925-776-5330 (office)
925-775-7079 (efax)
415-215-4708 (cell)
Not Your Father's Rep Firm

Terri Tepedino
Vintage Resources
(212) 867-1001
11 E. 44th St. Suite 708
New York, NY

Bob Kleinman
Axis Personel
212-687-5440

Mark Anderson
President
TalentBridge International
p - 201-925-8833
mark@TalentBridge.net
Mark specailizes in searches/placements for online
media -- ad sales, technology tools, and other
relevant applications.

Don Leon
Stephen Bradford Search
800-720-0922 x 304
www.stephenbradford.com

beth thorban -- howard sloan kohler

tom schnieder -- wcw associates

karol mattes -- korn ferry nyc

Elyse Spalding
espalding@spaldingassociates.com
203 965 7780
www.spaldingassociates.com

Miles Roty
Recruitment Manager
mroty@pronetpersonnel.com
516-596-9033

Kelly Herrick at Searchlight in NYC specializes in
online sales, media and marketing. You can
reach her at 646-522-5577 or
kherrick@searchlightny.com

Phyllis Egan & Associates, Inc.
(925) 820-7345
(925) 820-7341 FAX
phyllis@phyllisegan.com

Roysi Erbes of James & Co.
She found us a lot of great people. Great person to know and well connected.
(212) 414-0200 x510
roysi@jamescosearch.com

Marilyn Byrd
Sunny Bates & Associates
212-691-5252
mbyrd@sunnybates.com

Pat Jacoby Leavitt
Profiler – Digital Media Recruiters
Vice President
310-446-8343 office
310-702-4815 Cell
patj@profilerusa.com
www.profilerusa.com

Job Site: http://www.colloquy.com/cont_jobs.asp

Internet Sales Recruiter:
Karlene Comiskey
KDSearch
301-874-1784
Karlene@KDSearch.com

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June 9, 2004

TUES 8th JUNE : GENE SIMMONS' HOLE

The Lady and I got invited through a music exec to Gene Simmons' new album launch party Tuesday night. Not exactly my cuppa tea but as we did see his previous band in Long Island last year and there was going to be free beer we took a peak down at Ruby Falls, 29th and 10th.

There was a big crowd of awaiting fans roped off from a bored looking crowd of music execs waiting for the next free beer. We waited and then the man arrived and he got swamped by a number of girls brought in for the occasion. Looked a bit like my granddad with a decent tan and a new toupe.

gene simmons tanned fella

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Euro 2004 Pub Guide NYC

euro I've put together a list of New York pubs to watch (and celebrate) the Euro 2004 football in. Here: http://newyorkguide.blogs.com/blog/euro_2004/index.html

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June 8, 2004

SAT 5th JUNE : HIDE IN THE PARK

Met up with an old group of friends in Hyde Park to celebrate Phil Bones birthday. Interesting to see that people don't change in behaviour much over a decade. We celebrated with beer, wine and BBQs with a group of 20 of us - until the Park Police brought over a fire extinguisher and put them out.

The group then spent much of the afternoon creating havoc by playing cricket across the park. As the Stella and a few other things wore on, Phil Bones spent a bit of time mooneying passing park-ers.

The police turned up again and arrested him. Happy Birthday Phil.

We had to celebrate by walking into Notting Hill and enjoying a few more drinks, followed by a little dancing (Scottish John and me at the Rendezvous) and then back to a party at Dan and B's.

Need rest and relaxation. Need to return to the US.

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June 7, 2004

FRI 4th JUNE : BACK IN TOWN

Wake up in a sweat in Crouch End, locked in, have to knock on the door upstairs. Drop bag off in Kings Cross, more police on the street I see. Down to Tower Bridge for lunch, pass huge queue for London Dungeons. On the water front my brother and I wait for service and we discuss New York, rock climbing and his pull at a camp site at the weekend. Back at his work we see an old friend still dressing like a Chinese monk.

Up to Oxford Street, announcement in Italian on the tube. Gilbert & George outside Bond St tube, semi-famous TV chef outside Debenhams. Yellow 3 wheel car promoting Maloney for the Euro vote. Have a coffee with old friend. Hangover's losing its edge now.

Look at a few shops and wonder why. Don't I live in New York? Collect bag from Kings Cross, less trouble hanging around I see, tube over to Paddington. Haircut with Lee then a pint with him to finish off our chat. Another brother turns up and blinds us with the fabric he's used on a shoe he's made.

Over to the Cow to see old friends. 'Come here often?' I ask Dom, 'Far too much' he replies. Squeeze in for a few beers. Nights are nice and light. B talks about her firend's baby. Si drinks water... Round the corner for a beer and tappas at that place that used to be a private members bar. Back home to Dom & B's for early night as they've run out of booze.

At 3am the light is switched on and I hear B calling out for Dom. I look down to see a foot poking up. Somehow he's got in bed with me! Head to toe. Head to toe, of course.

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THURS 3RD JUNE : THE END

After a punt around the coast and a fish'n'chip lunch woth the folks I ventured all the way to Crouch End to see an old mate Davo. A little scout around the bars followed by a rum and coke session til 4 in the morning watching the DVD extras of films like Taxi Driver.

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June 6, 2004

SUN 6th JUNE : GETTING THRU TO THE LADY

I did it! I passed through JFK again with no problems. Man, I was sweating. Have been taking note of so many stories recently - and so when I left last week to the UK to keep myself, how they say, 'in status' I was rather worried about my return, to put it mildly.

I don't know what Nick Denton was moaning about a few months ago. Try having a dozen tourist visa stamps on your UK passport (for a year's travel) and your hands shake so much that you have to keep them below the desk so the Immigration (and Customs) official can't see them.

Of course, with the speed of the process I decide to play a trick on the Lady and just turn up on her door (the cell's battery is dead). After going around the AirTrain track twice I finally navigate to the A Line at Howard Beach. I then proceed to wait (along with about 50 other people) for 40 minutes for a train to appear.

When the train finally rolls in I remember that I better call of the surprise and let the Lady know! Better had!

My! The ear ache I got from her! I didn't know that she (and her mother) was worried sick that I hadn't got through!

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June 3, 2004

WEDS 2nd JUN : BACK IN THE UK

Landed pretty well with Air India thanks probably to the Zanax that the Lady's brother slipped me.

There seems to be an equal amount of similarity and difference with the US: everyone's talking about the price of petrol/gas. Now it's one pound to a litre versus 2 dollars for a gallon! On the other hand, the British papers seem to be the usual doom and gloom which is a nicce change from all the fear you read in the US press. Currently I notice that 1/3 of all Brits want to emmigrate (they wouldn't after reading my blog....) and there's the trains are up the spot (or people are getting well paid for them being so). At least the UK is not going to have to be scared for a number of undisclosed months until the terrorists attack.

On that note though - something to be scared about in the UK: The most striking aspect of life at the moment is 'England (soccer) Fever'. The pubs paint the fixtures on their chalkboards outside, cars drive with St George flags, flags fly from bedroom windows and everyone, yes everyone is wearing an English Football jersey. First game is still 10 days a way - and maybe someome's forgot to remind us (after drawing with Japan a couple of nights ago) that it's France we're playing for our first game. Shudder.

Now that I've popped down the East Sussex coast to see my folks in their new place. There's something quaint and nostalgic about the English seaside. Yes, it's cheap, yes it's a little shoddy - but it's full of innocent fun, full of making do, full of old values and oldies with grand kids. Today I can take a beach with pebbles and shingle and seaweed and breakers that stretches out to the sea. A beach from which you try to wave two fingers at France, if you could see it. Well - give me that beach for today and let me remember it when I'm spoilt on the golden sands somewhere far away another day.

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June 1, 2004

ORANGE FEVER : NEW CHAPTER (2)

The next chapter of my novel Orange Fever is now available online! Check it here (and let me know what you think!)

http://newyorkguide.blogs.com/orangefever/

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ORANGE FEVER : NEW CHAPTER (2)

The next chapter of my novel Orange Fever is now available online! Check it here (and let me know what you think!)

http://newyorkguide.blogs.com/orangefever/

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Highline

The Friends of Highline have selected 4 finalists for plans for the turning the overhead track along the west side to Park!

http://www.thehighline.org/

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TUE 1st JUNE : HAPPY RETURN ?

Just heard the feedback for the pitch for the beauty brand - very impressed with our work, we're now just negotiating the pricing!! Cross your fingers. This may be my savio(u)r!!