Berghain: New highs equal new lows…
My dancin’ shoes, of course.
River Orange (or in German Orange River) flowed through me on Saturday night, giving me the smile and luminous glow you see before you.
Me inside Mobel-Olfe. I’ve found a great description of the space and summary of those who mingle inside on About.com, so I’ll just copy and paste it right in. (Thanks Andrew Collins)
“You won’t find many bars out there with quirkier locations than Mobel-Olfe (Reichenbergerstrasse 177), which occupies the ground floor of a defunct mid-rise furniture store that’s surrounded by Turkish-immigrant apartment blocks - the bar is just outside the northwest side of the Kottbusser Tor (U) subway station, and it’s a tiny bit challenging to find. Best just to ask around, or bumble around until you spy a crowd of hipsters, slackers, artists, and bohemians mingling outside the bar’s front door. Through large windows you can view the endearingly weird interior, which includes everything from a display of crappy old armchairs installed at a sharp angle high on a platform above the room to a human skeleton crowned with a cow skull.Drinks are inexpensive and doled out in large portions, the music tends toward indie and alternative, and the crowd is a remarkably friendly (if self-consciously trendy) mix of women and men, most of them under 30 - but eclecticism rules here, from the decor to the crowd. It’s a fun spot early in the evening right on into the wee hours, with a vibe that’s just as inviting for friends in conversation as it is for singles on the make, although Mobel-Olfe is a huge departure from the cruisy-scene-y bars in Schoenberg around Nollendorfplatz. For its singular style and unassumingly funny sensibility, Mobel-Olfe deserves major props - it’s completely worth the effort required to find this place. Just a block north, you’ll find the countercultural Oranienstrasse strip, which has a few other notable gay-ish bars.”
This is an over-sized, turquoise paper-clip bent to resemble, as well as speak to, organic sculpture formations popularized in the early 1950s by well-known German modernist sculptor, Egor Scheikle. Actually, I don’t know what the F*** it is…just made that up.
This is triangular piece of aluminum inserted and attached to a corner located in a stairwell outside of a bar within the Turkish immigrant apartment blocks (as mentioned above). I will pay $1 to whomever guess its purpose correctly.
A large train station, very large. very cold.
Berghain at 7am. And even at 7am there was about 100 people waiting in line (like cattle) to get inside
Ahhh…approaching the dawn of a new day.
