My friend Michael Dreher did the interior design for the new 25 Hours Hotel at Hanauer Landstrasse in Frankfurt. Michael invited me to a tour of almost all the wonderful 49 rooms. Here are a few of the design highlights.
Penguins in the entrance hall
Lamp at the Beppi La Belle room
Michael, the maker, taking a shit
At the magician room
Friday night I had the EXTREME pleasure to spin a couple of records for Justus Köhncke’s and Michael Hengsberg’s birthday bash in Cologne. Their party was held at Laila.
Click for lots of party pictures.
Almost all pics by Oliver.
The renowned photographer Bobby Sievert and I have collaborated on a limited edition calender for 2007.
This time it is not about your favourite fruits. It is about your favourite food compound: carbohydrates. Sexy Carbohydrates! Everyone loves carbs and so do we.
Have a look at a couple of our monthly carbs after the jump.
I’m back in Frankfurt for a few weeks. On my first jet-lagged night, I went to Don’t Tell Mama, Alex Sinclair’s new party at Im Bett, just around the corner from S.
It was so good to hear Miss Viola dj. After Mama, at 5 am, we went to have an early morning drink at S. All in all, it was a wonderful night with Sabs, Bits, Nancy, Superschum (I think he needs to update his blog), Alex and Isa.
I’m happy to be back.
Loved Kiki’s performance at Don’t Tell Mom.
She’s a slut. Missed her.
The fine folks of the wonderful, Paris based Fairy Tale magazine asked me for an interview. Boy, was I surprised when I got the questions for their FOTO issue. I never thought I could answer all of them, especially the ones regarding pictures and photography. Huuuuh.
But then, there were a lot of Mariah questions, I finally felt at home. And some concerning Madonna. And even more questions about Toffi in Montreal.
Below is a very brief excerpt of the interview in German, if you want to read the full thing, get Fairy Tale FOTO. It’s all in English, don’t worry.
I know what I want. Hint: It is not a dog.
FT: Gehen wir einmal vom reinen Bild aus und lassen den künstlerischen Faktor dabei ausser acht. Was bedeutet das Bild generell? Zeigt es das Leben in einem bestimmten Moment, bildet es also direkt ab, oder zeigt ist es wie das Leben in einem Moment sein könnte oder sollte?
produzentin: Ein Bild, eine Fotografie, ist für mich eine unstillbare Quelle der Inspiration. Manchmal gebe ich den Bildern Namen: “das Lustige”, “das kleine man nehme”, “wasted” oder auch “Beauty, beauty, look at me”. Und wenn sie dem Dialog standhalten, dann sind sie gut und zeigen die Realität, die sie mit dem Namen bekommen haben.
FT: Sind die Bilder in dem Moment in dem sie gezeigt werden Realität geworden und die Situation genau die, die auf dem Bild zu sehen ist?
produzentin: Für mich werden die Bilder sofort zur Realität. Ich finde so kleine Fotostrecken mit Stars oft ganz gut, in denen sie posieren. Dass zeigt eine Realität, so wie es sich der Star oder der Fotograf vorgestellt hat.
Daher wünsche ich mir oft, ich würde keine Paparazzi Bilder mehr sehen (und ich versuche sie auch zu umgehen), die machen die Posen kaputt. Die Paparazzi Bilder sind keine Realität. Ausser, wenn eine Star die Paparazzi bezahlt, dass ist etwas anderes, darauf sollte aber bei den Bildern hingewiesen werden.
FT: Auf dem Cover zu ihrem Album “The Emancipation of Mimi” sieht Mariah sogar aus wie Beyonce. Auf “Rainbow” sah sie noch anders aus. Wie hat sie das gemacht? Ich meine, man wird doch nicht so einfach Beyonce, oder?
produzentin: Ich war sehr geschockt, als ich das Mimi Cover zum ersten Mal sah. Ich hatte grosse Befürchtungen, dass die Musik dementsprechend sein könnte.
Mittlerweile denke ich, sie musste den Beyonce Trick anwenden: Also auf dem Cover wie Beyonce aussehen, um die Käufer zu täuschen und anschliessend mit der Musik faszinieren.
FT: Wäre es nicht einfacher gewesen Beyonce um ein altes Foto zu bitten?
Mariah: Ansich eine sehr gute Idee, aber ich glaube, es wäre nach hinten losgeggangen, wenn Beyonce gemerkt hätte, dass Mariah mit dem alten Beyonce Bild mehr Alben verkaufen kann als sie selbst. Womöglich hätte Beyonce auch noch Jay-Z verboten, für Mariah zu rappen.
It’s almost another three weeks until New Year’s Eve, but anyway. I figured, you all need to make some plans.
I am very excited to dj with Viola at S in Frankfurt.
This is definitely my only dj date in Frankfurt in 2006.
Come party with us. Can’t wait to see you all again!
Gartina came back to Hotnuts with an amazing performance. This time she upped herself with a live rendition of Tainted Love and one of her own songs, tentatively titled, Have you ever had sex with an android?
She is hilarious! I love this nut.
Gartina!
Today is a good a day in more ways than one.
Here is one reason: produzentin can put one more article in her press clippings folder. I think I might need a PR assistant that lends me a hand with these meticulous tasks soon, like any minute now.
produzentin is featured in an article about bloggers in the current issue of the Canadian bi-weekly magazine xtra. Click on the image to enlarge:
There IS justice in this world: My picture is bigger than bravehound’s.
The picture of Nancy and me at Niagara is also featured on xtra’s main page.
Full article also available online.
All hail to Kevin. Thanks so much.
Just got home from silk screening the posters, below is the scanned version.
This is your last chance to have some Hotnuts this year.
Come and get some, Saturday at the Beaver.
Andrew hosts the night and I am very much looking forward to djing with jaime sin. And my favourite drag performer from last months’ TAAFI Hotnuts is back: Gartina!
This is going to be wonderful.
By popular demand, here is my Apocalypto post.
This was the first Mel Gibson movie I saw. When Kevin invited me to join him for the press screening I happily agreed, I thought I’m going to be in for a treat in fantasy language. So not. No fantasy blabbering here, however the Yukatek Maya kind of did the trick for me.
The film has a lot to offer: a man is forced by his friends to eat tapir balls (very disgusting, I know. It happens within the first 10 minutes of the film, right then I knew, this is going to be good), a woman has a water birth (I love the German word Unterwassergeburt) and in the zenith of the film, we get a total eclipse of the sun.
What more can you ask for?
Most violent scene human to human:
Men are sacrificed in the name of the Maya god. Their hearts are ripped out.
I didn’t want to see all the veins.
Most violent scene human to animal:
A tapir is killed and the innards are shared between the hunters. As I mentioned above, one guy is tricked into eating the balls. Turns out later, they aren’t an aphrodisiac.
Most violent scene animal to human:
A panther, with his mouth open wide, jumps into the face of a man and enjoys his dinner. I closed my eyes.
I haven’t seen so much blood and violence in a movie for a very long time, maybe ever.
So, how does this sound? When are you going to see the Apocalypto?
This child can see the future
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