MONDAY EVENING AT iART, THURSDAY AT THE WAITING ROOM AND A RANDOM PIC OF KULI ROBERTS

I am very happy to see the arse end of this fucking week skat, it's been super busy at the day job. Fortunately the night market at the Labia was happening last night, check Diary of Ward for pics. I made a decision to leave my camera and my car at home so that i could go on an alcoholic binge without worrying about losing the camera or getting arrested for drunken driving. Again. My only regret is that the Cape skatties were out looking fly as fuck and i couldn't capture any of it. All is not lost though, i got a couple of pics at an exhibition opening at iArt on Monday evening and a few more at a Doepelganger event at The Waiting Room on thursday night.
I spent a large part of Monday evening having a 'guilty pop pleasures' confession session with my friends Lucio L. and Jody P. Lucio's gpp is Lady Gaga (he really really loves Lady Gaga, no really), Jody's gpp is Madonna (he really really loves Madonna, who doesn't?). My recent gpp is Katy Perry, God bless your sensitive little hipster heart skattie but i must confess that i've had the Teenage Dream album on repeat for days. Madonna yes acceptable, i mean seriously the woman has sustained a 30 year career, and in some circles her name literally means Mother of God. As for Lady Gaga, well atleast she is honest enough to admit that her Life's mission is to become Madonna. But Katy Perry, where the fuck do i start justifying that? And in all honesty if i was slighlty more talented/inspired/drunk and i had better ideas to blog about i certainly would not be wasting your valuable time trying to justify my new found love for Kate, i'm sure you'd rather be searching online for that obscure dub remix of that never released Grace Jones album from 19voetsek. But here we are, my life's music journey though various genres has finally reached rock bottom and here i found solace in Katy's music and in listening to it i found a taste of the glam slut life and it is the sweetest sweet ever, i want more. I think Ke$ha's album will be next. Judge if you wish skat, because i give a fuck.

Some really special Katy Perry gems of lyrical wisdom:

"There's a stranger in my bed / There's a pounding in my head / Glitter all over the room /Pink flamingos in the pool / I smell like a minibar / DJ's passed out in the yard / Barbie's on the barbecue / Is this a hickey or a bruise / Pictures of last night ended up online / I'm screwed / Oh well / It's a blacked out blur / But I'm pretty sure it ruled"

and anotha:

"Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock? / Don't be a chicken boy, stop acting like a beeatch / Come on baby let me see / What you're hiding underneath /Are you brave enough to let me see your peacock? / Don't be a shy kinda guy I'll bet it's beautiful....I wanna see your peacock, cock, cock....Oh my god no exaggeration / all this time was worth the wait / I just shed a tear / I'm so unprepared / You've got the finest architecture....Such a sight to see / And it's all for me"