tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post7919557771210358636..comments2021-10-05T19:44:46.905+02:00Comments on BerlinBites: Crumbs From Behind The WallJon Lebkowskyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16248713335392018033noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-27113588346616735052007-03-16T16:35:00.000+01:002007-03-16T16:35:00.000+01:00Gee, Gravy, you sure know how to hurt a guy. For y...Gee, Gravy, you sure know how to hurt a guy. <BR/><BR/>For your information, this "journalist" has been in the magazine business for 40 years, and has been published in countless magazines and newspapers. <BR/><BR/>If I was wrong about the Ex Berliner idiots being trust fund kids, okay; it's not like they ever talked to me to gain any of my experience in doing magazines in Berlin, after all, so I just assumed from their clueless behavior they were. <BR/><BR/>It's also worth noting that you never addressed my main complaint with the magazine: that they don't make any attempt to reach the vast majority of English-speaking people in the city and are content to preach to their own self-satisfied choir of hipsters. <BR/><BR/>But I'm sure that doesn't matter to you.Ed Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17805932361842578943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-11934482506264500122007-03-16T12:58:00.000+01:002007-03-16T12:58:00.000+01:00Give a 'journalist' a blog and he turns into an ed...Give a 'journalist' a blog and he turns into an editor-less ranter. Your last comment contained not a grain of truth. I happen to know the owners of the Exberliner took a huge financial risk i.e. took on massive debts to start their venture, and are by no means trust-fund babies, as you would like to portray them. So, perhaps you should stop spreading nonsense and do something productive with your life.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-40330071706978566102007-03-12T17:26:00.000+01:002007-03-12T17:26:00.000+01:00Gee, Gravy, I guess you don't recall that I edited...Gee, Gravy, I guess you don't recall that I edited the last couple of issues of Metropolis, worked on Checkpoint, and founded and edited three issues of b magazine before we were forced to stop operation by lack of investors. Dismal? I guess, in that we tried with all these projects to serve the <I>entire</I> English-speaking community, not just the temporarily-here-for-kicks hipster community. Of course, we didn't have Daddy's Money paying for us, either, and had to try to pry money from investment-averse Germans. <BR/><BR/>Irrational hatred? No, contempt for people who don't know what they're doing but have the resources to learn on the job while shorting the rest of us.Ed Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17805932361842578943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-29389163509207009212007-03-09T13:04:00.000+01:002007-03-09T13:04:00.000+01:00ed, you seem to have a irrational hatred of Exberl...ed, you seem to have a irrational hatred of Exberliner. Compared to all the other attempts at English magazines in the city - Metropolis, Checkpoint, B-mag(?), it's by far the most original and interesting. I guess these others where attempts by Zitty to do something in English. They were absolutely DISMAL - I'm probably the only person who still remembers these publications during the 1990s. Ok, Exb is not always the most cutting edge journalism. but it's been around for five years and has given something new and fresh to this city.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-67635098498737987922007-03-05T13:08:00.000+01:002007-03-05T13:08:00.000+01:00I think Herr Haarbüschel has it: Bangaluu, like So...I think Herr Haarbüschel has it: Bangaluu, like Soda in the Kulturbrauerei, is what New Yorkers call a B&T club. B&Ts are "bridge and tunnel" people who come to Manhattan from places like Long Island and New Jersey via the bridges and tunnels into the city. <BR/><BR/>This, of course, makes me wonder if a 20-something from, say, Schmargendorf or Alt-Tegel would qualify as a B&T. Certainly the majority of kids you see pour into town for the Love Parade are. <BR/><BR/>Going to a B&T joint allows you to say "Oh, I went to a club in Mitte/Prenzlberg" without actually having the experience of going to a club in Mitte/Prenzlberg. <BR/><BR/>And Daggi, that sounds like Chausseestr. you're talking about, and, although I mostly agree with you, I gotta say that cafe in the Brecht Haus has a good range of international magazines you don't find elsewhere in "Weltstadt Berlin."Ed Wardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17805932361842578943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-91332021048948755512007-03-05T11:51:00.000+01:002007-03-05T11:51:00.000+01:00"And now I know (thanks to yesterday's BZ) that Wa..."And now I know (thanks to yesterday's BZ) that Wagner went in for pink petticoats and (women's) lace underwear."<BR/><BR/>Do you, er, know who wrote that article, by any chance? Or where they were getting their information?Bowleserisedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02974472204722759129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-53950157743584487142007-03-04T13:10:00.000+01:002007-03-04T13:10:00.000+01:00I also walked past Bangaluu recently (about 12 hou...I also walked past Bangaluu recently (about 12 hours ago in fact) and was also somewhat bemused. Oh, yes, <I>die neue Mitte</I>, sponsored by the radio station left on in old people's homes as they can't summon the energy to turn it off i.e. RTL 104,6. And next door, the PO box department of the ex-post office.<BR/><BR/>I was also surprised to notice that the ex-"McPaper"-branch has been renamed "Deutsche Post", as they're all the same company. Ok, were. Now Deutsche Post branches are to disappear and all become "Postbanks". It's probably got something to do with yet another new corporate identity, and making it easier to sack lots of people and push down wages. <BR/><BR/>I find it somewhat amusing that around 15 years after the old post office was split up to prepare for privatisation, the place to get things like simple banking, stamps (though not always, but that's another story) and a land-line telephone, is basically the bog-standard post office ("Postbank"). If you can find one, obviously, most of them having been shut.<BR/><BR/>Back to the Invalidenstraße, how the place has changed in recent years. Not for the better, obviously, as a former pretty good second-hand bookshop is now a branch of Starbucks (or was it Balzac Coffee), the bookshop in Brecht's house is now a cafe, and whole area seemed to be full of the kind of kids drunk on Bacardi Breezer that usually roam British town centres after darkness falls (though, thankfully, the riot police were absent, the main difference between Berlin and Britain). There was one nice-ish Döner place, with seats and a whole range of people from different age groupssitting down eating as if they were enjoying proper food in a real restuarant. And now I know (thanks to yesterday's <I>BZ</I>) that Wagner went in for pink petticoats and (women's) lace underwear.daggihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05022009818282469503noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7052429.post-35276222375665043362007-03-02T17:06:00.000+01:002007-03-02T17:06:00.000+01:00I also passed by the Bangaluu-club recently and co...I also passed by the Bangaluu-club recently and could only stare in disbelieve. I thought these kind of things would only exist in rural Germany yet, but what do I know...The Haarbüschelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03724886125326006348noreply@blogger.com