January 16, 2018 - Comments Off on sensei vii

sensei vii

se. vii
whenever ur feeling down just remember how we can see the big bang happening, so there must be a future u somewhere that's looking at u and thinking lol what a mess but you'll get better TOUCH

Now we’re past those dog-in-heat adolescent years of clumsily fiddling with the private parts of pretty much anybody’n’everybody, the thing we want to touch most in other people (as the altruistic adults we are) is what, I hear you cry? THEIR HEARTS, obvi.

Matt Weatherall, who we will nickname Mr Proactive for the purpose of this blog post, is the brains behind Special Guest, a night of 60-second talks given by… anybody who has a ticket and wants to speak. So yes - you, me, your mate Jal who’s got that start-up idea about bed frames, quiet Ben from accounts who actually dreams of rapping over classical music, Eden who’s going on 60 but is looking for someone to direct her neo-noir play. Not only might this be the long-awaited end of that smug TED Talk tone, but it’s a chance we rarely get in the Big Smoke, which is to really connect with your fellow Londoners. It’s happening on the 31st January, it’s only a measly tenner and your first drink is free. Boo fkin YA.


Due to my crippling obsession with New York chef Frank Prisinzano, I now dream in ragu. Check out his Instagram stories - he’s a silver fox senior and he’ll teach you to make asparagus parmigiano like tomorrow be Judgment Day, trus. But to appease dem savoury Italian sensations in your everyday waking life, check out Radici in Islington, Luca in Clerkenwell or Margot in Covent Garden.



The BFI are running a three-month film season examining the work of director Ingmar Bergman, featuring screenings and talks grouped thematically, so you don’t even have to pick out the key motifs like this is GCSE English or sumfink. Life is good, yh?

Like The Brothers Karamazov and the philosophy of Wittgenstein, Bergman is one of those cult legends you’ve heard of and have been meaning to get-tuh-know for years, but probably won’t. Ever. So take advantage!!! He was also a prolific theatre director, and an adaptation of Fanny & Alexander will be shown at The Old Vic from late Feb. FAB.

If un-treaded short-film territory is more up your street, head down to the ICA for their London Short Film Festival, a ten-day programme featuring the kind of experimental and boundary-pushing work the ICA does so well. If it weren’t for them I probs wouldn’t know who Quay Dash is, so hollaaaaa.


Souuuuund maaaaate. The British Library has a free exhibition on until 13th May called ‘140 Years of Recorded Sound’. The show tracks the progression of audio production and technology from gramophones to Spotify, reflects on the impact of sound on society, and has got some sweet dub beats to listen to from The Hippie Boys.

For your bedroom dose of aural lovin’, have a listen to Art Feynman. He’s krautrock, apparently. I don’t know what krautrock is and am refusing to Google it out of stubbornness. His 2017 release Blast Off Through the Wicker is pretty decent, he does pretend to be Nicolas Jaar quite a lot though. Luke Temple is his real name, and he also sings on this chun, which is worth a listen cos January’s wistful jams ain’t over yet, bud.


Or just... breathe. I never thought I’d be recommending spending over 45 squids on yoga and vegan brunch in a Masonic Temple organised by Psycle London A.K.A that place I screw my face up at whenever I pass like some kind of 5’10 insolent fem-child, but here I am. Give yourself a break, splash out and get stretchy (the clean-living version of schwifty ydk get me a Deliciously Ella to go pls k thx kl).

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