Monday Evening at KOMET Bar...

Well, after my normal (these days) bedtime at 1pm, I woke at 7 and chatted and gave myself dance class here at Ariane's house until she called to pick me up from the bar... here we are at KOMET...

link here to the gallery from 08-01-06

KOMET bar was great and low key.
I had drinks with Ariane and the nurse and accident victim and Ralf (dude with the glasses on). There was a very cool rock 'n' roll jukebox playing, and red walls and a friendly feeling.
After that, we went to a cafe for burgers and everyone was all overexcited about the way I payed, because they say "cheese burger" but I said "Käseburger," which was apparently the cutest thing in the world, and they've decided to adopt it as their new terminology.

After that, we went to another bar, called Yoko Mono, which was totally hipster-looking from the outside, but the djs blew my mind....
The bar had some locals, some gypsies, some folks smoking pot, and a pool table, which we waited for but didn't get to use.
When we arrived, they were playing... crap.. not bauhaus... but... argh.. New Order, perhaps?
Right afterwards, they played "Alle Dings" by Einsturtzende Neubauten, and then a bunch of german music which sounded like The Tiger Lillies, but that I had never heard before, and with this amazing baritone singing who puts Jim Morrison to shame.
Sorry there aren't any photos of that, but there wasn't too much to see...
All and all a loverly night.... and now I'm chatting again... maaaaan I am internet addicted right now... or maybe it isn't the internet, but the company I'm keeping there... YAY!

Dvinsk Clan-Le Parkour

Oh... my freaking lord. This is really the most amazing physical performance I have ever seen. Watch all of it (there is a slow bit about a minute in)... it is amazing. These guys can tell Cirque du Soleil to stop crying and go home to their mothers. Plus, it has a freaking awesome french hip-hop soundtrack....
Wow. Freaking WOW.

Pics and videos of Amber's trip!! Thank you Steev, you god!!

So, here is the link to some more of the photos I have been obsessively taking with my camera... and also videos!

Video Index for this vacation
http://www.holyzoo.com/icedaemoness/europe/



07-29-06a (this is an upload date): some photos from my last couple of days, then photos from Ariane and I hanging out at the beach by the Eble River. Next are some shots from Ariane's gallery, which was having a small event at which the guy in the blue shirt made a giant, edible map out of mashed potatoes, saurkraut and sausages.
The last couple are of me in the Erotic Art Museum's gift shop, holding up a familiar book....

07-26-06b: The first are of me in the Erotic Art Museum's gift shop, holding up that familiar book, then on to
the Rock and Wrestling show.

Video Index has a bunch of vids from that night

Those with the titles beginning with "RnW" are from last Friday, when Ariane and I went out to the Rock N Wrestling Show, with the exception of the Curvettes video. The Curvettes opened the Rock N Wrestling show -- they're an all-girl Argentinian rock band, and they ROCKED! Also, there is a breif scenery shot of the blues/nautically-themed bar that Ariane and I went to before the show.

The rest of that page is of my day hanging out by the town which I think was called BlankSee (warning, that link has another big ole video under it)

The last two pics are of Ariane's faaaabulous dinner that night; a northern german dish of pickled herring with cream sauce, but since we didn't have any picklejuice, we used pickled beet juice, ending up with a dish I have entitled "Pink Fisch."


07-31-06: Ariane and I have a late night adventure!

She and I went out after I spent hours IMming with Steev, him helping me figure out the best way for me to transfer all of these files to somewhere that y'all could check them out.

The party downstairs (a.k.a. in Ariane's gallery,) was over, so we went to a club nearby and danced, it was super sweaty in there, and both of the ladies' toilets were broken, so we would walk the block back to the gallery to pee a few times during the night.

Eventually, we came back home and decided we weren't done, although it was 5am. Ariane had told me about the Hamburg Fish Market, where people actually go to drink more after partying all night. So we hopped on a U-bahn and stopped to look at the tunnel.
The tunnel runs from one side of the Elbe to the other.. that side is for pedestrians, and the other is for cars. The street in it is so narrow, however, that I was astonished that cars can fit through it at all. I told Ariane that it must be like driving in those little cars on tracks at Great America. (Speaking of, extreme gratitude goes out to Steev for finally taking me to Great America again after years of wanting to go... damn, we had a kickass time. YAY!)

Notice the two smurf toys in the window of the fire department car. Cute!!

When we got to the main hall of the Fischmarkt, there was a band playing "Johnny be Good", and it was packed with people drinking and smoking cigarettes.
....hundreds of people... it was about 6:30am!!??!!
hee hee

The man who looks like he might be picking his nose was a weird foreign tourist who offerred to take our picture with my camera... but it was creepy... like he might try to take it. Ariane took his picture for taking our picture, and asked him how he felt about it... I bet he doesn't know that he looks like he's picking his nose.. heh heh.

I have no explaination of what in particular made that sailor "#4". But that is why I took a picture of him. Sailor #4. (Wow, sailors really do have uniforms with stripes, just like in the fairytales!! YAY!!)

europeans are so cute. Well, most of them, anyway.
some dude, when I was squatting next to Ariane as she took some pictures, saw that my pants were riding low, and walked up and said in german, "you need to pull your pants up a bit higher," and stuck one finger straight down them, near my ass crack. I stood up and kicked him as hard as I could in the shin. He was so drunk he didn't even flinch. Wichser.

fucking drunk dudes. argh.
it just takes too long for me to figure out the proper response in german ("Fick dich im Arsch, du klein, dumm Kind!!" I thought of ten minutes later,) so I resort to violence in those cases...

Sidenote: I remember one time in Italy when I had my hiking backpack on and was walking with Jessica to the train station, and I saw two punks walking towards us, reasonably decent looking, our age, and my feeling was that they were freaks like us. I had my purse in one hand and hers in the other.
And they walked by me on the left and each tweaked my nipple really hard, and I couldn't block them with my arm because my backpack straps were too puffy. I couldn't hit them, because my hands were full of our purses with our passports and our money. All I could do was watch and hear them laugh at me as they walked on past.
I cried right there in the street.
Fucking Bologna. Man I hated that city:
100 degrees and humid as hell for three days, getting followed for blocks at midnight by creepy guys, disappointing food...
And I felt so helpless and cheated by my expectation that they would have some sense of comeraderie.
So.. I kick drunk guys.

Also, from the Fishmarkt, we took a random boatride on a ferry-
Ariane just walked us onto it, and I asked her, "where does this go?"
She said... "um... over there, over there... and then it comes back here... wait... does it come back here? Oh, shit.."
but it did
hee hee
There was CRAAAAZY fog on that boatride, too, as you can see in the pictures of the places we rode by. You can also see the funky smoked sardines we were eating (I decided that last fish head was too salty for my taste), the beautiful dog with the sad face and gorgeous eyes who was thinking, "Master... why do I have to be on this cold boat? I wanna be at home. Maaaan this sucks." The dog later walked over to a stranger and layed down on his feet to stay warm. I stole some earses.

Anyhow, in addition to the photos from the Fischmarkt here in Hamburg, I took pictures of the castle Ariane lives in (and me, too, right now!!). It was originally a mint, and those photos are not out of focus; it was all foggy and hazey as we walked home at 9 am from the Haubtbahnhoff.

The later pics in the bunch are of Ariane and I taking a walk through the gay area near the Hauptbahnhoff last night. We discovered a couch in an alleyway which I want to have sent to me. There was a sign on it that said, "For taking," which I pinned to my shirt in those pics.

We walked from there to the Aster, a lake-ish area of the Elbe, and played around with the night shots on my camera, and then a huge thunderstorm broke out on our walk home, and we had to hide in a doorway near the famous Atlanta hotel. There is a video clip where you can see the rain, which was full of giant drops, and hear one of the much smaller rolls of thunder...
http://www.holyzoo.com/icedaemoness/europe/video/storm0270.AVI

And since then, we watched City of God (which was amazing, and I managed to understand almost all of with dubbing and subtitles in German because there was no English to be had.
Ariane cooked (fabulously, again, I might add), steak and potatoes and veggies and we shared a bottle of wine until about 3:30am, when I once again ended up online chatting with Steev again... and now it is 11am.

The major initial uploads are done. The bloggery is done. OMG.. exhausted, despite having been up this late almost every night... wow, that was a lot of work, but it will be much easier on a smaller basis.... and... awesomesauce is that the bumps have been mostly ironed out and I don't have to worry about overwhelming my memorycard.

Steev... you fucking rock my world, in more ways than one. Thank you again, sugar.

magic massage tool?

Here's a collection of coincidences that are freaky,,,

So, earlier tonight, I was stretching and I felt my injury flare up (the one under my ass bone, for lack of a better term). So I asked Ariane if she had any hard massage tool or a tennis ball or something that I could massage it out with.
When it is flared up, it usually hurts every time I move it for the next hour or two
and I had this injury on the other side, so it has been over a year of healing the other one, and that still gets tender, and so, this one on the left, I know will take a long time to heal.
Ariane had only one small hard thing, and it is a white stone that she couldn't remember at first where it had come from. I ground it into my sore adductor connective tissue, and there was really a surprising lack of pain within a couple of minutes.
I twisted my leg to turned out position, it hurt again, I massaged a slightly different area and then it stopped hurting; really stopped hurting...
I said to her, "wow, that really, really helped!"
She said, "oh my god.. I just remembered that I got it from a preist in Tahiti"
"I think it has something to do with a powerful sea creature"
So... just then, her best friend, Eliane, who is in Tahiti now (she had a baby with a man down there), wrote her an email asking Ariane to call because weird stuff was happening in Tahiti.
When Ariane called, Eliane said that the preist had found her, and brought her to a sacred space where he had left a stone in Eliane's honor, because there had been some feeling that he had something more to do with Eliane, even though he had not done anything (ritual wise) with her.
The preist is apparently looking for an apprentice, because his children do not have whatever it takes within them, and the preist learned that Eliane's son is named the hawaiian word for Shark/shark god.
... hence the preist took Eliane to the place, and showed her her stone and said that he wants to do a ritual with Kiki (her son), and needs back this stone that Ariane has here in Hamburg, which he gave Ariane after doing a ritual on her 4 years ago.
Apparently the stone has something to do with fertility,
and was just reactivated last night.

Does this make my butt fertile now?

speechless

Steev wrote a fucking song for me. And recorded it. All of it... for me...
Oh... my freaking god.
where is this coming from? I wasn't expecting this at all. I ... am speechless.

the song in question

Zombie Princess

So, folks, for all of those of you who are currently curious as to my whereabouts, try either the google maps link below, or use your google earth program:

Repsoldstraße 45
20097 Hamburg
Germany

The tour on the top of the building above the arrow is directly across from my window, as I am in the backside of that building.
this building was built in 1880, it is as old as the famous german castle that Disney based it's castle on.
This castle was originally a mint and housed the chancellor for a while.
I am staying in a castle with a countess. For reelio.

Soon I will learn how to upload my pictures from my brand spanking new camera, and I will do it to all of my favorite music because Jesse is the most fabulously fabulous guy EVER in the world.

I LOVE YOU, JESSE! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MY MAGICAL MUSIC BOX!!

Oh, my god, and check out the freshly updated Living Dead Girlz page, where there is link to the gorgeous video shot and edited by Holy Zoo, with whom we will be doing a closed shoot in the near future.

and, check out mister Holy Zoo himself... Swooooon.. (not to mention his awesome photographic abilities!!)

Folgers - Happy Morning

Wow.
I wonder if people who aren't addicted to coffee realise the sheer genius of this.
SHEER GENIUS.
and, honestly... when I was a teenager, and wanted to sleep in, my mom would go into the kitchen and wash dishes.
And when I say "washing dishes," what I really mean is that she would slowly rub a soapy sponge all over pots and pans as an excuse to bang them together. And she would invent little songs... little songs with almost the same melody, only with her own lyrics:
"wake up, little daisy!
the sun is shining, little daisy!
Wake up!"
~CLANG!~
"Wake up, little daisy!"
~CLANG!~
no wonder I'm a caffeine addict.

"Buttons" Pussycat Dolls

my zombie girlz: observe how much of this is in the walks. Have you been thinking about this while walking donw the street?

Shoes

Yes.

P!nk - Stupid Girls

I LOVE PINK. I FREAKING LOVE HER.

temperature

I can't help but adore this video... mostly because I really like Sean Paul. And the break dancing at the end is great, although I'm not a fan of the dancing by the girls in the winter scene.

back to France!! video from Cannes!!

Well, because I haven't been ridiculous enough in the past month (HAH!), I have two Living Dead Girlz shows this week...
6/6/6 @ the EndUp
6/8/6 @ the DNA
(more info in posts below)

...and then I go home, spend 2 hours washing all of my body make-up off, and maybe take a nap before going to the airport and flying back to france for the 4th Dimension Festival, "The Festival of the Fourth Dimension is a celebration of artistic and scientific fusion. On five consecutive days leading artists from all over the globe will come together in Sophia Antipolis, each bringing with them their vision of what can be achieved when non-traditional materials - light, sound, the elements are harnessed to achieve insight."

Holy Cow! I'm so excited!
There is video of our performance in Cannes!!!
Go to the 4D Video page, and chose "TRIP Frank Otto"; it's the video second from the right, along the bottom.

Blau is making my brain explode!!

I can't believe how many awesome pictures are here in Melanie's photobucket, but DAMN!!!

So: here are some pics from MEAT vs. Death Guild, at which we had our Living Dead Girlz DVD release party....





And one from Devon, from the Easter MEAT

Painfully cute green Pop Roxx photos...

Oh, lordie McLordster...
Blau takes disgustingly cute pictures.
and: I HAVE A TAN. OMG.



And astonishing pictures of ass, too. wow...
This is officially the best picture of my hiney that I've ever seen.



Ah... go-go debauchery....

Living Dead Girlz Shows in June!!

There is a NEW Living Dead Girlz show!
Expect this one to be particularly demonic, in honor of the
it-only-happens-once-a-millennium date of June 6th, 2006.

We have two showings of this new bloody romp through hell.

The first is on TUESDAY, JUNE 6TH AT THE ENDUP.



Cover = $9.99
Doors 9pm - 4am
Dress Code Minimum All Black
There are LOTS of other performances and diversions going on.
Other details on the EndUp page.
Again, our performance will be at about 1 a.m., so take that disco-nap before
coming, and stick around to see us!

The second is on THURSDAY, JUNE 8TH at DNA LOUNGE.
9pm - midnight.
$20.



We are the opening act for the href="http://www.thechainsawmafia.com/">Chainsaw Mafia's live
stage parody of "A Nightmare on Elm Street": THE ELM STREET MURDERS!

We go on at 9:45--finally, an earlier show for all you school-night kids!
Can't WAIT to see Shannon's new play, either.
Her involvement in The Elm Street Murders prevents her from performing
in this new number with us, and we miss her!

Go here
for more details.

See you then!!

beautiful life... beautiful TRIP

Well... here I am at work.
Back from France, where we performed the TRIP Experience during the Cannes Film Festival at the Majestic Hotel pier.
But... I get to fly back for another performance of the TRIP project (this time I'll only be there for a few days, though) in ONE WEEK!!! OMG!!!
(I just went to the TRIP page to get that link, and noticed that they have posted our performance in August... and it does say something about "Kinotour".. my god.. I could tour Germany!!! Aaaaah!!!)
I can't wait... when I get home, it will be ... hmm... nearly mid-June. And I can leave my job and return to Europe in mid-July.
Wow.

so... one week... and then one month...
sooooooooo exciting.... wow...

I thought I would include some (edited) entries from my paper journal to re-cap some of the loveliness of my trip.

The flight to France was pretty intense, emotionally as well as physically. But mostly emotionally. Something drained out of me on the way to France. I was leaving everything behind and it became apparent that I could leave everything behind....

So I didn't write in my journal until the morning of May 24th. The night before, I'd had an epiphany about myself and my self-worth. And I woke up feeling so incredibly happy that I was nearly crying with smiling so hard.

~~~~~le 24 Mai 2006
Je suis au piscine (I'm by the pool -- this pool, actually)... It's half overcast today, but still quite nice outside- plenty warm enough to lay around in my pirate-skull bikini.
Today is a beautiful day. Yesterday everyone left except for Bernt, Frank, Gary, Bjorn, Elmar, Juergen, Klaus and a "Stephanie" who works for Juergen, but whom I haven't yet gotten to know.
***hah... the rest of this page is in german, so I'll translate as much as I can!***
Yesterday we all did a whole lot of nothing. Everyone was exhausted from the gala party for German Filmmakers that we all went to the night before. The party was at a villa; a HUGE villa; after giving our invitations to the suited bodyguards at the barricaded front gate, you had to walk nearly a block to get to the courtyard where the party was being hosted. Huge platforms had been built up around the pool specifically to make space for the (nearly 2 blocks worth of) open bars and fancy catering services. Everyone was dressed up, supposedly Wim Wenders was there (best known for Buena Vista Social Club). We drank, Gary and I wandered around and people watched and contemplated our future rockstardom.
We decided that if we were going to be rockstars other than ourselves, I'd be Pink and he'd be Bono. As if to prove this point of rockstardom, there began to be a running joke among my "TRIP Family"
(us after the show)
(in german, calling an artistic collective a 'family' lacks the implication of being a cult like it does in California, but it sure does amuse me everytime they talk about us that way... or say, "we do it 'family style,'" which makes me think of lazy susans and chinese food), that every time I dance, all of the film and tv cameras in the vicinity will run over and film me.
This was true at the TRIP performance,

but that is not surprising, of course; we had our own camerawoman (I love you, Richie!!) starting the trend, and then the german gossip magazine tv cameras came over... but it happenned every time at the Filmmaker party as well, and at the Nikki Beach party in the Carlton (where I half expected Paris Hilton to be, but it was mostly full of porn starlets and random rich folks)....
So, Gary and I decided that when we're rockstars, we'll stage a ridiculous media-wedding and I'll choreograph the dancers in his videos. Tee hee...
Needless to say, I shook my ass off, and Bernt (I wish I had a better picture..eep!) and I had a fabulous turn (of course with tv cameras) to "Doncha"
.... I must admit I have a really deep love of dancing inappropriately at fancy parties. I mean, really... doing the booty dance amongst a huge crowd of people in fancy dress... tee hee!

So, the next morning most of us did nothing... although some brave soldiers got up and gave interviews and met with the media all day long (I have no idea how Frank manages to do as much as he does... jeebus!)
Gary and I spent some time by the pool, writing a song together. He'd got the guitar down for it, and the chorus laid out, so I helped him by writing most of the verses. Very luxuriosly rockstar, I must say; laying by the pool in your bikini, drinking coffee, smoking cigarettes and writing a song with a german future-rockstar and his guitar... hee hee...
So you can begin to understand, now, why the easiest way for me to explain my trip is to say that I was a rockstar. I apologize that I do not yet have pictures back from the trip...
Well... I think I should at least leave this as one small blurb...
I can't wait for the pictures; OMG; there is a picture of my steak tartare... and Gary promised me an audio clip of him saying "FLLLLEISCH!" so that everyone can understand my obsession with making german men yell "meat!" like they're in a black metal band... tee hee...

My birthday: dinner & drinks for me on Saturday 5/6!!

This Saturday, May 6th, I would like to celebrate my birthday with everyone.

I'm thinking dinner at 7:30 or 8, drinks, and maybe more afterwards.

How would you feel about dinner at the Last Supper Club?
Or at Cha Cha Cha in the Mission?
Drinks, etc could happen in other places... hmmm.....

Dream come true; OMG!!!

I got a phone call;
I heard from the germans; I'm going to France in 2 weeks to dance at their performance during the Cannes Film Festival!! All expenses paid, and I'll be paid, 5 star hotel, 2 days of rehearsals (not whole days), 2 performances, and the rest of the 11 days is for me to enjoy myself with great people... in Cannes, FRANCE!!!! For my work as a DANCER!! my art... is getting me to Europe on someone else's tab... and I'm being PAID for it!!!

We're doing the show on the docs in Cannes, during the week of the film festival, at some fancy hotel space where the big stars stay... eep! We expect up to 500 attendees...

Here's the link for TRIP, although I don't see info about the show yet...:
http://www.trip-movie.com/index_trip.html