Tales from the Pit #10
“What a day for spaghetti straps: The wind pummels her from all directions, the kind of gales that drive horses mad and ravage any trace of a blow-dry. Every gust tangles her hair and cuts through her new coat—all sheen and no substance, probably glued together by kids half her age.” D.B. Miller’s latest installment of Tales from the Pit.
Notes from the Unexpected: The Rote Fabrik
In the latest instalment of Notes from the Unexpected, writer DB Miller finds herself once again on the shores of the Zürisee … this time at the Rote Fabrik.
Notes from the Unexpected: Piercing and tattoos à la Rue de Framboise
D.B. Miller’s Notes from the Unexpected opens a small door into Rue de Framboise, a tattoo and piercing establishment with a difference.
Notes from the Unexpected: Backstage at Kaufleuten
D.B. Miller explores the magic of bringing acts to Zürich’s Kaufleuten stage, in the latest instalment of Notes from the Unexpected.
Notes from the Unexpected: The floating venue with heart
In the next instalment of Notes from the Unexpected, D.B. Miller finds herself afloat amid lovers of theatre and art.
Notes from the Unexpected: Gitarren Total from the ground up
The latest instalment of Notes from the Unexpected finds D.B. Miller feeling the guitar love at Gitarren Total shopfront and workspace in Zürich.
Notes from the Unexpected: Veit Stauffer and a record store with roots
“I see my music roots in the early 80s,” Veit says, citing Nick Cave and Tom Waits, “but I’ve always tried to mix the old and the new.” … In the latest instalment of Notes from the Unexpected, D.B. Miller talks to Viet Stauffer, REC REC record store owner in Zurich.
Notes from the Unexpected: Daniel Nufer and Pile of Books
“The first time I happened upon Pile of Books, a few months earlier, was just as disorienting. It beckoned like an Edward Hopper that had come to life and, were it not for the campy Come In, We’re Open! sign on the door, I could have been peering into a person’s private library. In some respects, I was.” D.B. Miller visits Daniel Nufer at Pile of Books in the next instalment of Notes from the Unexpected.
Skipping the barrier
“While I check e-mail for the hundredth time, my friend stares ahead in tight-jawed concentration. She’s had a hard day but is hell-bent on getting not only the front row, but a very specific spot. When I pull out the sensible bag of fruit we’re calling dinner, she waves it away. The grapes are too tart, but I eat them anyway.” D.B. Miller on Stereophonics.