Sorelle di Spezie.

Koulouma and cocooning in mine and Kat's "private island". I planned on slowly filling the summer house in Spetses with small, rather ruined antiques from the Monastiraki bazaar and old stores of Plateia Ippodamias in Piraeus, stuff that reminded me of my grandma in Oinousses, combined with some french/colonial influences that I love... The olives, cactus, Magnolia and Hibiscus are growing bigger and I'm thinking of some rosmarino too, for our summer recipes. The point is adding smth small and pretty every time, with all my heart...

It's a freakshow!

I hate carnivals in general. While in Spetses though, I happened to pass by Dapia on Sunday afternoon, when the parade suddenly took off... Well, this one was different!!! Gothic folk, for the people, by the people... I became part of a Balkan Tim Burton funeral party by the sea... Subjects were pretty obvious but didn't expect anything different in times like this, thank God I saw a lot of my "love to hate" Greek politics personas being roasted... Great fun while it lasted, plus it had no Latin dancehall music on public speakers and not too many annoying kids screaming out loud. 1000 points of light. Still, too old for this since I was twelve.


Chania, winter 2012.

I keep on coming back to Crete and never get enough of it. We played at Bocca, great club btw... People are far more relaxed in Chania comparing to Athens, obviously, so the whole trip did me good surprisingly enough... I perfected my chess techniques (from zero to, well, three), upgraded my WW2 memorabilia collection with some pretty rare findings and refuelled my positive energy (wich was rather ehmmm.... short lately). We spent the days in little cafes jamming with the great people we met... Last evening after the gig I somehow found myself in a really weird party with autistic lighting and boys dressed up as Marie- Antoinettes, then chaos took over. FUN!
 So here we go, Guru George and Maria, I'm still working on that secret (thank you). Manolis, Stefanos, Kyriakos, Moutafis and the gang at Tamam, we're meeting sooner than you think...