Wednesday, July 28, 2004
Tribeca had changed a lot since the last time I had a drink there. Back then it was known as the Mokka and it was sort of the 'punk' bar. Ska nights were always fun and the A/V show will always stand out as one of my favourites because it was the first time I had heard the Shotmaker song 'Selector' in any form. The first time I went there was back in 1995 and I thought it was a pretentious coffee house where
beatnik types discussed Russian Constructivist posters and French New Wave films. At the time I had no idea those movements even existed, but thanks to the benefit of time I can now put my loathing into words. In 1995 I entered the Mokka loathing it, in 2004 I exited the Cool Blue Halo reunion at the Tribeca loathing it. Like a great mind once said, 'It's like having a beer at the Gap.'
The Economy Shoe Shop really hadn't changed since the last time I went there in the summer of 2001. One of the last times I was there was with Charles. He kept complaining that only things he saw in Halifax were the clocktower and laundromats, so I took him out for ice cream and nachos. Unfortunately we never ran into John Hamm or Chris Murphy like we had always hoped. This time out I did run into Street Cents alum, Kim D'Eon...ok I didn't run into her so much as I did hear her get hit on by one of her male friends all night.
You know the first thing I noticed about you was your eyes...They're gorgeous
We left there and I headed for Kathy's and the Northend on my trusty magenta/fucia/pink bike (thanks Elise!). I took a detour past Gerry's house to see if his light was on. I wanted to let him know that even though his gimp friendship bracelet was restricting my ability to scratch my eczema irritated skin, I still would wear it.
I drove by, no lights.
I yelled out :
"GERRYEVENTHOUGHIWASADICKONTHEPHONEWERESTILLFRIENDS"
and I pedaled off.
A car across the street from me honked and followed me. Slowing down and then speeding up. I was thinking 'the last thing I need right now is to get beat up.' Thankfully it was Dave Harrison newly returned from his odyssey.
In honour of not having to shit my pants because a carload of guys who wanted to beat me up was actually just Dave Harrison, I decided to not wear underwear today.
beatnik types discussed Russian Constructivist posters and French New Wave films. At the time I had no idea those movements even existed, but thanks to the benefit of time I can now put my loathing into words. In 1995 I entered the Mokka loathing it, in 2004 I exited the Cool Blue Halo reunion at the Tribeca loathing it. Like a great mind once said, 'It's like having a beer at the Gap.'
The Economy Shoe Shop really hadn't changed since the last time I went there in the summer of 2001. One of the last times I was there was with Charles. He kept complaining that only things he saw in Halifax were the clocktower and laundromats, so I took him out for ice cream and nachos. Unfortunately we never ran into John Hamm or Chris Murphy like we had always hoped. This time out I did run into Street Cents alum, Kim D'Eon...ok I didn't run into her so much as I did hear her get hit on by one of her male friends all night.
You know the first thing I noticed about you was your eyes...They're gorgeous
We left there and I headed for Kathy's and the Northend on my trusty magenta/fucia/pink bike (thanks Elise!). I took a detour past Gerry's house to see if his light was on. I wanted to let him know that even though his gimp friendship bracelet was restricting my ability to scratch my eczema irritated skin, I still would wear it.
I drove by, no lights.
I yelled out :
"GERRYEVENTHOUGHIWASADICKONTHEPHONEWERESTILLFRIENDS"
and I pedaled off.
A car across the street from me honked and followed me. Slowing down and then speeding up. I was thinking 'the last thing I need right now is to get beat up.' Thankfully it was Dave Harrison newly returned from his odyssey.
In honour of not having to shit my pants because a carload of guys who wanted to beat me up was actually just Dave Harrison, I decided to not wear underwear today.
