Monday, January 31, 2011

There once was a nightclub in Stockholm...

But actually it's in Salt River, Cape Town. There are scantily dressed extras dancing there right now. With the windows blacked out, it's a strange netherworld to walk into after hours spent driving in a sunny car. Yesterday morning it was an empty warehouse, today it looks something like this:


Tomorrow it will be empty again, but with glossy black walls instead of white. And we'll be on a rooftop in Camps Bay, pretending that we're in Morocco. 
This is what we do.

2 comments:

Chris said...

shuuu. no wonder we never see you. tho', I did see you waiting at a stop street in Bree, singing in your car.
:)

Lily Turner said...

:-). taking a break after this monster.