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‘Chalbens’, 33 Rue de la Chine, 75020 Paris
You fling your hair to the back of your neck with such ease. Your youth tingles on the tip of your fingers, and I find myself in admiration even though I am only in my 30s. I guess I am in admiration with your liberty of girlishness as well. One of...
Fondation Rothschild, 25 rue Manin, 75019 Paris, France
So here I am again. The rain looks more like snow to me and day light looks like dawn or some fake cinema spotlights they’ve put out the window. My ear is screaming, yelping different un-melodic tunes that only know how to sing one long...
"Why do birds sing ?" by Annika G.
More songs can be heard on http://listn.to/AnnikaG #BandPage or at www.reverbnation.com/AnnikaG
Now fly, Annika G.
images by Annabel Salesa & Annika Grill
GREEN
Driving through Paris
TU PORTES TON BERET VERT A L’ENVERS. You are wearing your green beret backwards. You are in your late 50s and you are fresh as a bird spiraling energy as if you were still a student. Your hair is colored light brown, almost red, and it's cut short. You seem completely happy, no frustration from the past, and ready to keep on going. You even seem enlightened by your past. Instead of buying a sports car you’d probably buy a green jeep to go with your hat. Or maybe you’d bicycle and use common transportation for the green cause. You inspire hope. And right now I don't care if it's realistic or not. Hope is hard to find and energy is down down down most of the time. I've got positive energy in my bag and I don't want to lose it to "the Crises". Your smile and youthful innocence might well be the answer to it all. Add some wise years, shake and stir, and keep on walking till you die.
WE LOVED
The couscous royal at "L'ANNEXE KAWA" (chez Omar). 39 rue de la Folie Méricourt Paris 11. This shaggy little place bares treasures! The couscous is home made and enormous for some of us feminine bodies. We were served a free entrée; soup of the 'jour' like we were already part of the family. Nice place to get lost in.
"IL SORRISO" 1 rue Pierre Bayle, 75020 PARIS. Excellent little Italien. I'd recommend a reservation for lunch. We got to go in front of the hungry line waiting for a seat. And we had pizza!
Diane Arbus at the "JEU DE PAUME". Excellent exhibition. Excellent choice of photos. No wonder it's been packed with visitors.
BEACH BOYS
‘Chez Jeannette’, Paris, France
Your pants make your dick stick out, but maybe that’s what your about. White linen never seemed sexy to me. Just comfy. But when the beach boys are playing I see a whole new world re-appearing. Close to you there is a blond fellow. Tall. Thin. Handsome beneath the beach boy palm trees. “At ease”. You have dark hair. You speak fast. Yet you wear white linen pants. Anti-thesis the French might say. And yet both of you are tanning beneath the same sun. Sexy beachy boys.
WE LOVED
‘La conserverie’, (www.laconserveriebar.com), 37 bis rue du Sentier - 75002 Paris. Cocktails in Paris!! Classy, nice and esthetic, oh and: and dim lights. Good mixed plates and little plates. Conserve means Can, so that’s the thing here. We didn’t try the canned hot meals, but they’re surely good!
‘Chez Jeannette’, (www.chezjeannette.com), 47 Rue du Faubourg Saint-Denis – 75010 Paris. Nice and lively place to have a drink. Food is all right. But we mostly come for the “ambiance”.
‘Restaurant l’Office’, 3, Rue Richer 75009 Paris. This is “high cuisine” which has decent prices for very, very good cooking. Book ahead and go before they go “gastronomique”!
'Delitaly' Italian food boutique, 5 rue des petits carreaux, 75002 Paris. We bought fresh pasta : 3 minutes in boiling water, olive oil, freshly grated parmesan... the Lemon Ricotta raviolis were excellent!!!
LIVING IN PARIS
ROUGH
Is how I feel when I try to make things real,
And all my thoughts from C to B are flung around with meant to be’s.
And you are here and you are real,
Catching the sun in what has only just begun.
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INTERLUDE leaving USA
Leaving USA
LEAVING USA
I’ll pass the time Into the night And some day I’ll take that flight, Further than the night Through that shining light. ……shades of light……. Someday I’ll be all right. I’ll need to add a boat, Sound to the floods of rain, And mountains of clay, To rid me of my pain. But time is blinking by like a fox running wild under clouded skies, Or are they blue? Right now I can only see you. Your sky is loud and clear Your burning trees rid me of all my fears, And your rippling rivers sooth the day. Maybe it will all make sense some way, And maybe when I die, Moths will grow, and I will become part of it all, and nothing will matter at all, and my mask will fall and tears will cover it all, and like growing trees, I’ll grow out of you. But today everything seems fake, Even the walls and the skies and the clouds, It’s cold and it’s wet under your wings. And you’re much too loud in this godforsaken sky… Sudden bright light, Never felt quiet right. Forests of snow, Are what I know. You’ve given me these floppy wings, And they don t mean a thing! I’ll fill my room with snow and wait for time to melt a hole. Or flowers till I sneeze. See life differently. Less romantic. Less you. More real. More me. It’s the end of green grass, Now surely I’ll be free.
INTERLUDE "end of poetry"
LEAVING NEW YORK
LEAVING NEW YORK
It’s the end of a song.
And I thought I belonged,
But the musicians have left the stage.
The lights are still flashing away,
But no music is being played.
So here I am on the stage.
Me, myself and my rage,
Naked, scars seen by all,
And you won’t catch me when I fall.
Like a favorite song,
That’s been played and re-played,
Nothing’s left anymore,
And I’m facing whatever’s next in store.
My favorite song is gone,
And it’s time to move on,
So let the next chapter in life,
And its eternally thrown dice,
Be revealed to all before I decide to fall.
THE END OF A SONG
'Vandaag', East Village, NEW YORK
The music isn’t helping your tears from falling. A soft melancholy freed by beautiful violins is playing and you are listening to your friend opposite speak. His eyes are red as if he’s already cried enough. The sun is flushing in from outside onto every table except yours and I hope some of that warmth and light will soon reach your table. You are trying to wipe your eyes with your white napkin whilst finding something to say to him. Whatever it is, I wish you both luck and hope your near future will bring you a smile. You slip away to the bathroom and come back after a few deep breaths with the strength of a true friend. You look him in the eyes and talk. When he looks down on the table and speaks, you listen and you mange to hold back your tears. You sit up straight as though you are trying to give him strength. And when I get up to leave, I actually see the two of you bounce your fists together and smile. The music playing isn’t sad anymore.
WE LOVED
‘S’Mac’, 345 East 12th Street, East Village, NEW YORK. (www.smacnyc.com). Mac and cheese!!! We had the deliciously dripping cheese crunchy on top “All-American” one, but there are plenty to choose from. As the place is packed, we went to the take-out. Mmmmmm!
‘Vandaag’, 103 2nd Av, East Village, NEW YORK. (www.vandaagnyc.com). We had coffee and the net here. (Bodum style coffee). It’s a Dutch restaurant and I’m sure it’s very tasty. The place is Nordic design and black leather sofas. The sun flows in from the windows.
‘Public’, 210 Elizabeth Street, Soho, NY. (www.public-nyc.com). Special thanks to Jay for letting us know about this place and its "Guava and red chilli cocktail"… Hot and spicy and delicate all at once! We also tasted the excellent Cucumber and lemon martini…. We loved the bar and we loved the restaurant: Nice classy and extremely tasty…
WE NEUTRALISED
‘Katz’s Delicatessen’, 205 East Houston Street, Lower East Side, NEW YORK. (katzsdelicatessen.com). Excellent Pastrami Sandwiches! But actually really expensive for what it is. Seeing there is always a line, I guess they can decide which ever price they want. We decided to share a sandwich served with pickles and nothing else for 15$75 (without tax or service), but were still hungry when we were done. Although it’s really good, it’s still just a sandwich guys!
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INTERLUDE "The film of the film"
2012
‘Mayahuel’, East Village, NY
It’s 1930 in here so the only thing you aren’t wearing from the 30’s is a hat. Alcohol is still forbidden and I am happy we found this underground hidden cocktail bar where any window would have been a sin to this place. Your boyfriend is dressed up as well wearing in a grey suite, a red buterlfly tie, a white shirt and perfectly rectangular glasses that suite his smile. You have blond curly locks cut to the shoulders, and you are wearing a black suede dress. Classy. So is this place. You are holding each-others hands continuously because if you let go, time might run wild and you’ll be here with us; also well dressed, but in 2012. Love is a glorious and frightening thing all at once. The harder hold on to it, the easier it just slips us by. The less hold on to it, the longer it sticks around. In any case, no matter how hard we try, it is most definitely alive and it can slip from our hands like a wet fish. I can’t help seeing a wet fish between both of your clinging hands. And your red lipstick smile seems as innocent as a child. Good luck to you.
WE LOVED
‘Mayahuel’, 304 East 6th St., East Village, NEW YORK. (www.mayahuelny.com). We loved the look of this place. Classy, dark and warm and welcoming all at once. Thanks to the wonderful cocktail makers who helped us choosing we had “The Borderland” and the “Senorita” (amongst others that were very good indeed). They were very tasty and surprisingly close to our attempts to explain what taste we each were looking for. (They asked). The food bites are delicious too. It’s pricy. But it’s worth it.
‘Xian famous foods’, 81 Saint Marks Place, East Village, NY. (www.xianfoods.com). Western Chinese noodle soops and more. It’s very tasty and in-expensive. Take-out or sit in!
‘The Guggenheim’, 1071 Fifth Avenue, New York, NY, (www.guggenheim.org). Maurizio Cattelan was showing his work, for the first time, as a collective piece. Each piece was hanging from the ceiling and was carrying another piece. It was beautiful and perfectly respected this kind of space.
‘Big Nick’s’, 2175 Broadway, Upper West Side, NEW YORK. (www.bignicksnyc.com). Delicious hot dogs and other American food!
‘Angelica Film Center’, 18 W Houston St, Lower East Side, NEW YORK. (www.angelikafilmcenter.com). We definitely recommend “Carnage”.
‘Landmark Sunshine Cinema’, 143 E Houston St, Lower East Side, NEW YORK. (www.landmarktheatres.com). We saw “Shame”. We definitely recommend it aswell.
WE HATED
Being aware of going back to Paris REALLY soon.
INTERLUDE "Whole food market : à fond les ballons"
