"It's Hard To Be "Metal" In a Food Court...."
This in from my girl... Wow!
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July 31, 2008
July 23, 2008
Etienne De Crecy Live 2007 Transmusicales de Rennes
My boy sent me this and it is pretty impressive. I can just hear a Frenchman saying; "Ve vil doit like ze Daf Punk, but vif le cube, not le peeramide..."
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July 15, 2008
My Dick Is Not As Big As I Thought...
July 14, 2008
More Phoebe.
Basically The Best Shit Ever...
My man pointed out that this is the best thing ever, and he is right. I feel that both Billy Ocean and Cocaine should be held accountable for this video. Some sort of explanation is in order.
July 07, 2008
Montreal
It's taken forever for me to write this, but I've been busy.
I've be meaning to head up to Montreal for years now as it's not too far from NYC. Theoretically, the drive should take about 7 hours to get up there, and is usually the most feasible option since flights hover around $350 or so. The drive from the city takes you through The Catskills and The Adirondacks, both of which are state parks, so it's nice.
(Useful shit about Montreal after the jump...)
Basically, Montreal completely rules. In fact, it may be my 3rd favorite city next to NYC and Berlin.
The Quebecois are a cool, hard-partying and friendly people. Of course, Montreal is very "French" and I was surprised by how many people, especially young people didn't speak much English. Fortunately, we had an Englishman who speaks French in our crew, which was certainly welcome, especially when tackling menus.
Special mention should be added here for the most unhealthy, and delicious hangover cure — Poutine. Supposedly, Poutine is French for "mess" or "big mess" or something. Basically, it's French freedom fries mixed with cheese curds and smothered in brown gravy. Check with your doctor first, to see if your heart can handle it, and if it can you must have this at least once.
Accordingly, perhaps the best thing we did up there was eat (and drink), and Montreal had no limit of excellent dining options. Here's a few:
My Beautiful Girlfriend had taken me their for my birthday, and, our first night we ate an excellent, though lethargic birthday dinner at Chez L'Epicier. The food was new school gourmet French, but the service, though friendly, made a string of mistakes that caused us to wait almost two hours for our main course.
Beauty's Restaurant
This place close to Mont-Royal is maybe the best Diner-Style breakfast spot I've ever been too. It's styled after the 50's "dairy-bar" type joints found in places like Wisconsin or Oregon.
Restaurant L'Anecdote
Not too far from Beauty's was Restaurant L'Anecdote, another 50's style joint which played up lunch over breakfast. Their site is busted, but there is information here. The staff spoke almost no English, and with the loungey music floating around our collective hangovers I felt like I was in what I imagine old-school Paris to be. Somehow, these Canadians have mastered the art of the burger, and had the best Poutine that I tasted in Montreal. In fact, their Poutine kicked my ass and I had to stumble home to take a nap while fighting the narcotic blanket that was fast enveloping me.
Dieu du Ciel
Sort of "mehish" brew pub which had it's own micro-brewery.
Bily Kun
I don't actually remember this joint for sure. I think it was a decent lounge.
Foufounes Electriques
A staggeringly huge hipster bar/club that had a large outdoor seating area as well. Reminded me of a Williamsburg bar, except easier to move around in.
ChuChai
Heralded as an upscale Thai restaurant. The interior was shabby as was the service, although there was a decent outside eating area. The food was eclectic Thai, and it was good, although not amazing and standard stupid round-eye mark up applied.
Rouge Nightclub
We stumbled into this spot after getting some local advice. Unlike American clubs, this one was actually fun. The kids were dancing and playing nice, especially outside where a guy smoked a spliff with us after I contributed some tobacco. Stock house was being played upstairs, but the first floor featured the obligatory mash-up set, but with a twist; Oldies (pre-1955) mashups. Odd.
(Montreal is a big biking city, and in a stroke of utter genious, they have designed their parking meters with cyclists in mind. Well done.)
(WTF is this?)
(Vice loves to make fun of shit like this in Montreal...)
(...and this.)
(Retro!)