And that is nothing but top-nice!
As far as I know they’re from the sixties, well actually I happen to know that they’re from fourth quarter of 1963 from a series called Karavan (according to the stamps).
They were trow away as trash and belonged to someone at some time…, yet, just now they sit nicely together with the set of ant-zen coffee mugs/cups.
Ebony or Ivory was late…
Then the bartender left and shortly thereafter Ebony or Ivory left too!
Leaving exactly one (1) individual at the venue, playing music.
It is by all accounts commonly known as the best set ever played – in the history of mankind!
Now, I do wonder why absolutely nothing was ever recorded, ever.
I mean during those eventful times; 15 odd years or so ago…
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– “U got’s to luve da Nokia-net (it’s a long story, per usual, anyhow “Nokia-net” equates to what is usually referred to as the Internet nowadays. You know for kids… computers n’ stuff)!”
It is at least a quarter of a block in the inner most city – at the very core of my city and that would be Stockholm.
Function? The sole function is to park auto carriages (cars) in the center of the city.
Mind you, this was engineered – to funnel traffic into the core of the city. That was the original idea.
Then shortly (a decade or so) after this feat was achieved the decision was made to reroute the traffic around the city instead (like in all European cities).
Yet, this plot is one of the most “valuable” and attractive in the entire city. I claim that it is simply a legacy of 50/60’s city planning.
Incidentally my farther was involved in similar projects in the very same time period that I’m referring to but in a place far, far away.
I’m a concrete “Brutalist” at heart architecturally speaking.
Meaning? I really like how this building portraits itself. By every section/floor, dominantly geometrical, it is a brutally beautiful building. La cité (in my mind) is a combination of functionality and aesthetics.
However, it is a parking lot, a building for stationary cars, the size of a quarter of a block in the very center of La cité?
And this one is not the only one. There are at least ten of them.
Document thoroughly and then re-build.
To view a part of the back of the building. Please see: La Cité II.
They where both brutally discarded.
To the left (in the picture); my everyday companion and trustworthy HP ProBook 6475b indeed it is the same machine that has the unique feature of having the top grinned down to bear metal. Please see: Alu
The latest little newcomer is a rescued and precious MacBook Pro 13″ from the mid 2009’s that had also been brutally thrown away destined for destruction.
They are now both serviced, reformatted, fully functional and making good use in a warm and caring home.
It was ruthless then and it is as ruthless today in a Decoder kind of style.
“- We be no takin’ any prisoners today” kind of style. My Lord, it is still completely uncompromising music right there.
It is the definition of “Tech” in a drum’n’bass context if you would happen to ask me.
I’ve seldom seen as few people on a Saturday night ever (and it was not due to outside temperature). I actually started to wonder if I might have mistaken the day of the week or if I missed some national catastrophic/cataclysmic event – like for example the 50th round of Melodifestivalen trials or something of that magnitude.
It is truly surreal walking about in the absolute center of your own town and not seeing anybody else in the fairly early night (round’ about midnight) on a Saturday.
Actually it is (still) utterly incomprehensible to me.
And once again, I am reminded of the fact that I’m seriously wrongly allocated as well as of my late father whom I’m mysteriously and gradually is being transformed into.
This “transformation” that is taking place as we speak is as unnerving as it is unsettling.
To view the side of the same building. Please see: La Cité V.