Part Two: THE ORDER OF THINGS

I woke up groggy as all hell yesterday after staying up til 6 am club-hopping in Berlin. Our small crew stuck around Mitte, avoiding (or being turned away from) the larger parties, and found ourselves grooving to strange, classic disco in a small, literally underground club painted to look like deep space and largely frequented by Asians. It wasn't as goofy as the Russian CCCR club we visited later, whose East German mid-century danceroom kitsch formed the perfect counterpoint to...

Part One: CHAOSMOS

I woke up groggy as all hell yesterday after staying up til 6 am club-hopping in Berlin. Our small crew stuck around Mitte, avoiding (or being turned away from) the larger parties, and found ourselves grooving to strange, classic disco in a small, literally underground club painted to look like deep space and largely frequented by Asians. It wasn't as goofy as the Russian CCCR club we visited later, whose East German mid-century danceroom kitsch formed the perfect counterpoint to...