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Gogol Bordello

Bulgarian Chicks

Alec Kopyt and Eugene Hütz at Mehanata

Alec Kopyt and Eugene Hütz performed an extremely intimate show at Bulgarian Bar last night. Eugene played DJ the rest of the night/morning...and by DJ, I mean he had an orgy in the DJ booth while playing Super Taranta! on repeat. The hundreds of sweating bodies crammed into the basement didn't seem to mind.
















Alec Kopyt and Eugene Hütz at Mehanata

I'm Alive!

Gogol Bordello

I just had one of the best weekends on record for sure because all I did was read Harry Potter and see Gogol Bordello. That is literally all I did...two of my favorite activities. I lost many bodily fluids in the process because I cried like a baby while reading and I don't think I've ever sweat as much in my whole life as I did in those two nights of Gogol Bordello. My better judgment forced me to opt out of the Siren Festival. The morning of, I had a whooping cough and once the mail man hand-delivered that beautiful giant book to me, I knew the only force that could pry me away from it would be this...



Amazingness. I may be crazy for going two nights in a row. I may be crazy for being up front in the mess of it all for every minute of it. And I may be crazy for a lot of other Gogol-related things. But now I have that video of Hütz to make me feel a little less crazy.










Gogol Bordello

Honestly, what can be said about this band? If you haven't seen them live, I suggest fixing that as soon as physically possible. As a great connoisseur of many a concert, I can tell you there is no other live experience that comes close. Listening to the albums or watching videos is nothing compared to giving into the full body hysteria of this show. Two days to chase them to Romania, kids!

Courtney

La Prohibida

I'm not able to share pictures from Courtney Love's show yet because they have to be pre-approved. Luckily, La Prohibida performed at Nacotheque last night and she doesn't demand her pictures to be pre-approved because she knows she looks good.







Earlier in the evening, after enjoying a bit of Menomena at South Street Seaport, I was kidnapped by a dozen Asian girls. They promptly took me to the West Village and force fed me vodka and champagne.





It was after this when we all stumbled down to Don Hill's for a a very special gigantic Friday Nacotheque.





Around 3AM, Raphael and I found it necissary to go over to Mehanata. This wee hour of the morning is usually the best time to pay a visit to the Bulgarian Bar if there's a good party, however we decided it was a better idea just to sit in the middle of the sidewalk outside. By this time, I had also deemed it necissary to wear huge glasses.





I'm planning on dying of exhaustian on the Bulgarian Bar floor next week after engaging in a debauched 48 hours of madness courtesy of some crazy old men. Speaking of Madonna, have you seen this?

Oh hell yes.

Photo Credit

Gogol Bordello are playing two nights in a row at the Irvingfilmorplazastfu. If any band knew how to sort a visa, it would be this one, so I don't expect any push backs from them. I'm jazzed.

Hützness

Photo Credit

Me and Eugene.
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