Time to look back into the archives again. What were we up to last summer? Ah, yes...
Guided Tour - recommended posts from the second quarter of 2010
A little celebration of my latest serendipitous discovery in the hutongs, one of Beijing's most improbable 'concept' bars.
Oddly enough, this frivolous little recap of some of the bar chatter down at my 'local', 12 Square Metres, has proved to be one of my biggest hits on the search engines. I fear most of the people who come to the blog via that search are disappointed.
My blog-friend JES
challenged his readers to identify their distinctive quirky hobby/unusual skill/party trick. I chose
beermat flipping.
The latest entry in my 'Great Love Songs' series is this classic WWII soldier's song; most especially as it was used in Rainer Werner Fassbinder's film of that name, and sung by its star, the lovely Hanna Schygulla.
One of my most notorious posts ever (largely because a couple of people re-posted it on some expat forums here!), in which I analyse - as nicely as possible - why I don't (generally) get very excited about Chinese girls.
One of my own; and a rather good one, I think - on one of the most distinctive and useful characteristics of beer.
Some of the semi-drunken text message exchanges between The Weeble and myself deserve to be saved for posterity. It's a pity he comes out so seldom these days that this virtual relationship is about all we have.
The imminence of another wedding party prompts me to produce a list of the most awesome ones I've been to previously. And I've been to some really awesome ones.
... a Plastic Jesus!
More of my musings on the purpose and practice of 'dating'.
The annual chaos and injustice of the expat magazines' "readers' polls" to determine the 'Best Bars' in Beijing leads me to propose some award categories where there could be no dispute about the winner. But, of course, nobody ever listens to me.
The Julie London classic is my latest 'Great Love Song'.
I realise that my horizons have shrunk to a scant 4 blocks in the centre of Beijing (although Beijing blocks are very big): there are so many good bars and music venues within easy walking distance that I find it very difficult to motivate myself to try to visit anywhere further afield. This is bad news for Mako Live, an otherwise rather promising music club that has opened up about 10 or 12 miles away from me! A nice excuse for a bit of Fats Domino (accompanied by Ricky Nelson in this clip), though.
The biggest and best of Beijing's rock music festivals was particularly good this year. Three weeks on, I finally put together a review of the highlights, including some of the photographs I took there.
An especially good night at Jianghu the night before not only supplies the weekly haiku, but also a little nostalgia wallow about the great early days of that bar and the many times that I enjoyed seeing the No Name jazz trio there.
For once, a run of apparently evil luck bizarrely combines to produce a very agreeable outcome.
Another of my most popular/unpopular (=widely read!) posts, this one analysing the different 'types' we encounter amongst Beijing's English-speaking expat population. A little later, I put up a
slightly expanded version of this post on
Froogville.
Yet more "controversy" (I seemed to be courting it a lot around this period!), as I identify the capital's most overrated rock bands.
The one thing I have against 12 Square Metres.... (well, not really!)
Half-way through this year's excellent World Cup tournament, I find that I have only once ventured out of my local neighbourhood to try to watch a game - a mistake I would not be repeating. And here's why.
After a number of years, one of the great Beijing enigmas is finally solved: that bar that never had any customers... wasn't really a bar at all. I might have guessed.
The Man In Black alerts me to the fact that the ravishable Christina Hendricks appears to be after me. I should be so lucky!!