Manager of the night
The "Discothekeninhabers" of Germany sound like a good time. At least they did until I read that «in Germany still nebula throwers to Phil Collins provided ' " into the air Tonight " for tendency.» Author Rainald Goetz seems to have a good grasp of the essential elements of fun, though: "music and tanz, Ekstase, departure, intoxication." The article is well worth reading for its terminology alone, which includes such must-know buzzwords as "Partymachers", "chilligen Lounge sound" and "hardcordial".
Ronaldinho assumes
He assumes that just because he's a Brazilian soccer star and he's dating some sexy little blond Brazilian fuckbunny that he's ALL THAT, that he's THE MAN. Well maybe he is but he still looks like a bald-headed ape.
The firemen declare the war with the wasps
I guess the Firemen and the wasps are like two French soccer teams or something. And according to this article, "They carry out thirty to fifty interventions per day." That can't possibly be right. 30-50 soccer games every day??
The Beaver, soon capital of the genetics
I wonder if this The Beaver place is anywhere near Pussay. Speaking of beaver, Leave It to Beaver is by far the best TV show of all time, in my opinion. Oh, and I once watched a 1970s documentary about Jean Paul Sartre and he kept calling his, uh, girlfriend Simone de Beauvoir "Beaver" when he was talking to her. French existentialism never fails to make me giggle.
" night shapes "
This new German movie sounds like a cross between Wings of Desire and There's Something About Mary, with a little Blair Witch faux-documentary style and underdog hype thrown behind it for good measure. No word on when or if this "comedy with being, joke with depth" will be released stateside.
Euroguerra of the chocolate Italy and Spain denounced
There's a war going on out there, people, and it's not about oil or oppression, corruption or communism. It's about chocolate. The European Commission, a legislative body I didn't even realize existed, "This time has decided to punish Italy and Spain." For what, you may ask. I don't know, I reply, read the article for yourself.
Albert Frère wants to marry Elf with TotalFina
I guess bigomy is perfectly acceptable in Belgium. As long as one of your wives is Elfin. I wonder if that's the same Elf who stole all those millions from France. And I think TotalFina is like some big Belgian pornstar or something.
With the park Astrid, Mouscron will cut down her jokers
In Belgium, vampires, red Devils and Polish attackers are all running around fighting each other in parks. Sounds like Return to the Valley of the Dolls... on acid! Uh, I mean, on even more acid than that movie already was.
Folgsame youth, which follows the dictation of the consumption
In stark contrast to the wild young hooligans of France, Austria's youth basically just purchase and consume with their identical haircuts and permanently blasé expressions frozen on their faces. Oh, and there are the "Extreme ones like Bungee Jumping, taetowierungen or Piercing." Oh my!
The young plunderers wanted to have fun the festival
Americans think the teens and 20-nothings at Woodstock '99 were bad but in France the senseless violence starts even younger: "The employees and some customers were attacked by more than forty old kids from ten to twelve years, come to fly of candies and alcohol." It's like Oliver... on acid!
The bodyguard of Rushdie
A brief profile of Jerome Glazebrook, Salmon Rushdie's personal bodyguard who was also Henry Kissinger's bodyguard at one time and once provided security to the extreme right-wing leadership of South Africa and was a U.S. Marine before that. Crazy. Oh, and there's a boring interview with Rushdie at the top of the page.
Airlines, which still permit a smoking
What do America, Canada, China and Japan have in common? They all ban smoking on domestic flights. What do "of the air India", "Malaysia airlines", Egyptair and "the Varig" have in common? Besides the fact that they all sound like really shitty airlines? You can still smoke your stupid cigarettes on their flights!
UP of Roberto d' Augustin
This is so great, it's basically the same idea as Wired Magazine's "Tired or Wired" column, but infinitely better. This month's "UP" consists of only three items: "Teaspoons with hole zen", "Jewels from torture" and "Mixtape", but Roberto's descriptions of each are well worth reading.
Amarcord Ringo and Freddy
«Then, here, one London extension: " Icons of POP " (National Portrait Gallery, until the 19 september) that it celebrates four decades of rock and English POP, from Dusty Springfield to Robin Williams. Passing for the Who and the Sex Pistols.» Wait, no Who or Sex Pistols, but Robin fucking Williams?? What the fuck does he have to do with "English POP"??
Over the skin nothing
"Navel. Breast. Legs. Back. To seat." What are you waiting for? Do you not find small amounts of female nudity at all tittilating? Surprisingly, of the designers' photos featured, the one from Victoria's Secret is one of the few that does not have any nipples showing. Enjoy!
