#gazelle — Public Fediverse posts
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https://www.alojapan.com/1526902/top-7-southcoast-sushi-spots/ Top 7 Southcoast Sushi Spots ##SouthCoast #articles #Chinese #food #Fun107 #gazelle #health #HealthyEating #Japanese #JapaneseRestaurant #JapaneseRestaurantsInMassachusetts #LocalRestaurants #LocalStuff #Massachusetts #RockAndFoxShow #sushi? #travel Nothing beats a fresh roll of sushi when you’re in the mood for raw fish. The question is… Where do you go when the craving sets in? I’ve eaten lots of sushi in my lifetime and from all over the w
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https://www.alojapan.com/1526902/top-7-southcoast-sushi-spots/ Top 7 Southcoast Sushi Spots ##SouthCoast #articles #Chinese #food #Fun107 #gazelle #health #HealthyEating #Japanese #JapaneseRestaurant #JapaneseRestaurantsInMassachusetts #LocalRestaurants #LocalStuff #Massachusetts #RockAndFoxShow #sushi? #travel Nothing beats a fresh roll of sushi when you’re in the mood for raw fish. The question is… Where do you go when the craving sets in? I’ve eaten lots of sushi in my lifetime and from all over the w
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Photo Of The Day 15th August 2026.
On This Day 15th August 2013. Gat On A Sat 15th August 2026.https://mancavgeek.co.uk/2026/08/15/photo-of-the-day-15th-august-2026/
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Photo Of The Day 15th August 2026.
On This Day 15th August 2013. Gat On A Sat 15th August 2026.https://mancavgeek.co.uk/2026/08/15/photo-of-the-day-15th-august-2026/
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Photo Of The Day 15th August 2026.
On This Day 15th August 2013. Gat On A Sat 15th August 2026.https://mancavgeek.co.uk/2026/08/15/photo-of-the-day-15th-august-2026/
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Photo Of The Day 15th August 2026.
On This Day 15th August 2013. Gat On A Sat 15th August 2026.https://mancavgeek.co.uk/2026/08/15/photo-of-the-day-15th-august-2026/
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Photo Of The Day 15th August 2026.
On This Day 15th August 2013. Gat On A Sat 15th August 2026.https://mancavgeek.co.uk/2026/08/15/photo-of-the-day-15th-august-2026/
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✨ Sketching instead of Scrolling! ✨
These gazelle are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
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✨ Sketching instead of Scrolling! ✨
These gazelle are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
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✨ Sketching instead of Scrolling! ✨
These gazelle are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
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✨ Sketching instead of Scrolling! ✨
These gazelle are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
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✨ Sketching instead of Scrolling! ✨
These gazelle are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
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Detox Doodles!
These animals are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
This page is all about Gazelle!
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Detox Doodles!
These animals are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
This page is all about Gazelle!
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Detox Doodles!
These animals are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
This page is all about Gazelle!
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Detox Doodles!
These animals are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
This page is all about Gazelle!
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Detox Doodles!
These animals are from my 100-day journey to swap scrolling for sketching: https://www.joyousjoyness.com/pages/detox-doodles
This page is all about Gazelle!
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Gazelle unveils e-bike with Bosch new Hub Line motor
The Curb showed what changes Bosch’s new Hub Line motor could bring to the design of urban e-bikes.…
#Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Bosch #Gazelle #HubLine #RedDotDesignAward #RobertBosch #Shimano
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Gazelle Curb: New e-bike with Bosch rear hub motor “Hub Line”
The Curb model from Dutch bicycle manufacturer Gazelle is one of the first e-bikes with Bosch’s rear hub…
#Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Bosch #Akku #Elektroantrieb #Elektromobilität #Fahrräder #Gazelle #Mobiles #Mobilitat #RobertBosch
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https://www.europesays.com/be-nl/87392/ Deze dierentuin houdt nu als enige in Nederland, België en Duitsland zeldzame edmigazelles #Antilope #Gazelle #Hoofdpunten #News #Nieuws #Voorpaginanieuws #Wereld #World #WorldNews #WorldNews
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https://www.europesays.com/be-nl/86070/ Gazelle heeft eindelijk een verrassend betaalbaar antwoord op Tenways en VanMoof #BE #België #Belgium #Business #Commercial #EBikes #Gazelle #ontspanning #Zakelijk
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gazelle swallow...
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Gazelle unveils two Class 3 e-bikes supporting up to 45 kph with new Bosch motor
The new products show Gazelle’s direction of prioritising ride comfort and stability over a race for speed. [Photo:…
#Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Bosch #Gazelle #Purion200 #RobertBosch #UltimateC380+2.0 #UltimateT11+
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Gazelle launches two new premium e-bikes with Bosch Performance Line Sport motors
Gazelle has launched two new premium electric bikes, namely, the Ultimate C380+ 2.0 and the Ultimate T11+, in…
#Germany #DE #Europe #EU #Europa #Bosch #benchmarks #Gazelle #GazelleUltimateC380+2.0andtheUltimateT11+e-bikes #graphicscard #laptop #netbook #notebook #processor #Reports #review #Reviews #RobertBosch #test #tests
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https://www.europesays.com/be-nl/78484/ Deze drie Nederlandse e-bikes winnen de hoogste Red Dot Award #BE #België #Belgium #Business #Commercial #EBike #EBikes #ElektrischeFiets #Gazelle #NIEUWSBRIEF #smartmobility #tenways #Zakelijk
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https://www.europesays.com/be-nl/78174/ Gazelle introduceert een nieuwe e-bike met zebrastrepen #BE #België #Belgium #ElektrischeFiets #fietsen #Gazelle #NIEUWSBRIEF #Science #ScienceAndTechnology #ScienceAndTechnology #Technologie #Technology #Wetenschap #WetenschapEnTechnologie #WetenschapTechnologie
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Ivory gazelle figurine, Egypt, 1390–1352 BCE
https://piefed.social/c/historyartifacts/p/2012086/ivory-gazelle-figurine-egypt-1390-1352-bce
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Ivory gazelle figurine, Egypt, 1390–1352 BCE
https://piefed.social/c/historyartifacts/p/2012086/ivory-gazelle-figurine-egypt-1390-1352-bce
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Ivory gazelle figurine, Egypt, 1390–1352 BCE
https://piefed.social/c/historyartifacts/p/2012086/ivory-gazelle-figurine-egypt-1390-1352-bce
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Ivory gazelle figurine, Egypt, 1390–1352 BCE
https://piefed.social/c/historyartifacts/p/2012086/ivory-gazelle-figurine-egypt-1390-1352-bce
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Ivory gazelle figurine, Egypt, 1390–1352 BCE
https://piefed.social/c/historyartifacts/p/2012086/ivory-gazelle-figurine-egypt-1390-1352-bce
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How about that.
Een stadsfiets omgebouwd naar een 26 inch singlespeed MTB!
Het betreft hier een Gazelle Chamonix. Compleet gestript en weer opgebouwd als mountainbike.
Wat nog wel een punt van aandacht is, is dat er in deze set-up geen ruimte is voor een achterrem, daar ga ik over nadenken, als iemand ideeën heeft...#singlespeed #singlespeedmtb #mtb #Gazelle #fietsen #cycling #biketoot #custombuild
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How about that.
Een stadsfiets omgebouwd naar een 26 inch singlespeed MTB!
Het betreft hier een Gazelle Chamonix. Compleet gestript en weer opgebouwd als mountainbike.
Wat nog wel een punt van aandacht is, is dat er in deze set-up geen ruimte is voor een achterrem, daar ga ik over nadenken, als iemand ideeën heeft...#singlespeed #singlespeedmtb #mtb #Gazelle #fietsen #cycling #biketoot #custombuild
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How about that.
Een stadsfiets omgebouwd naar een 26 inch singlespeed MTB!
Het betreft hier een Gazelle Chamonix. Compleet gestript en weer opgebouwd als mountainbike.
Wat nog wel een punt van aandacht is, is dat er in deze set-up geen ruimte is voor een achterrem, daar ga ik over nadenken, als iemand ideeën heeft...#singlespeed #singlespeedmtb #mtb #Gazelle #fietsen #cycling #biketoot #custombuild
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The bit that you skip #93: Gazelle – At last, friend
Many songs tend to remind you of your childhood. Another quantity, perhaps greater, hark back to your teenage days. Then there’s songs that make you think of your early adulthood. The wide eyed rookie days. Wages are minuscule, possibilities are endless, and nothing is written in pen.
After Headlights broke up, I trawled for everything related to the Fein clan. First it was Absinthe Blind and their wondrous space age dreamy rock. Then I went for Ad Fein’s and Jeff Dimpsey’s Peléan eruption of a band, Gazelle. Healthy doses of dream pop and electronica gave us an album that sounded like nothing else. Perhaps what U2 wanted to do with POP, Gazelle did with their only album.
Just as I graduated from Electronics and Telecommunications, I went hogwild into ambient and lounge music. After a stint at Ericsson in Gustavo Baz, which wasn’t too far from my house, I got sent to a communications hub in Polanco in Lago Alberto, where it always smelled like chocolate due to La Holandesa being near. After a couple of weeks, I absconded to another central, a few blocks from Lago Alberto, on Kepler. The disorganised wires, dusty countertops and odd rodents of unusual size on the lower flowers contrasted with the upper floor, where I befriended two people, Chrissie and Alan. We would spent most of the time talking and eating in nearby places than doing much work, since a lot of it was tests that took time and the real crunch was understanding the output, then correcting anything in our means.
I would walk from Metro Polanco to Kepler, a good 2 km walk. The metro trip was brutal, as it was peak hour and you were, as Radiohead bluntly said it once, packt like sardines in a crushd tin pack. I wouldn’t dare to use my cd player as you could barely moved an arm, much less try to adjust volume in a noisy commute. Once out of the metro station, I’d go for a small coffee at a small joint on the way to Kepler’s telephone central. I would listen to any Café del Mar compilation I had ready, or just whatever electronica mix a friend gave me.
Chrissie and Alan eventually had to go back to London and we would meet a couple of times later but no longer as employees for Telcel, but as ex-coworkers. I considered them friends. Alan sadly passed away from cancer a few years later. He was pencil thin, and always smoking, holding his cig in a strange “inside ash” manner. Chrissie I talked to a few times, first after arriving at Nottingham in 2002, then after arriving in Sheffield in 2008. I’ve lost track, as one does with friends in life. It’s not intentional, it’s just something that happens and even if we never meet again, we had good times, like the trip we took to Teotihuacán with one of her friends that speak no English at all and paid my tourist guide with delicious plum candies. Or a strange trip to Acapulco where we barely escaped being on a disco boat that meet a grisly end (no casualties, thankfully).
Gazelle’s At last, friend evokes memories of both Chrissie and Mark. Chrissie usually went as “Chwissy” as a joke, and Alan…well, his devil-may-care attitude was always juxtaposed with an encyclopedic knowledge of telecommunications. The song also reminds me of my first days in Nottingham, wandering through town aimlessly. In fact, a few songs that have effect on me. I don’t think I’ll ever have that wide-eye feeling again. But nothing is written in pen. That never changes, though.
-Sam J. Valdés López
https://youtu.be/gfwSNGLAcqM?si=vKLPXRZulZuHoQF7
#AbsintheBlind #Acapulco #AdamFein #Gazelle #Graduation #Headlights #JeffDimpsey #life #London #Mark #music #Nottingham #Poetry #Sheffield #Sunblown #Telecomm #Teotihuacan #Teotihuacana #writing -
The bit that you skip #93: Gazelle – At last, friend
Many songs tend to remind you of your childhood. Another quantity, perhaps greater, hark back to your teenage days. Then there’s songs that make you think of your early adulthood. The wide eyed rookie days. Wages are minuscule, possibilities are endless, and nothing is written in pen.
After Headlights broke up, I trawled for everything related to the Fein clan. First it was Absinthe Blind and their wondrous space age dreamy rock. Then I went for Ad Fein’s and Jeff Dimpsey’s Peléan eruption of a band, Gazelle. Healthy doses of dream pop and electronica gave us an album that sounded like nothing else. Perhaps what U2 wanted to do with POP, Gazelle did with their only album.
Just as I graduated from Electronics and Telecommunications, I went hogwild into ambient and lounge music. After a stint at Ericsson in Gustavo Baz, which wasn’t too far from my house, I got sent to a communications hub in Polanco in Lago Alberto, where it always smelled like chocolate due to La Holandesa being near. After a couple of weeks, I absconded to another central, a few blocks from Lago Alberto, on Kepler. The disorganised wires, dusty countertops and odd rodents of unusual size on the lower flowers contrasted with the upper floor, where I befriended two people, Chrissie and Alan. We would spent most of the time talking and eating in nearby places than doing much work, since a lot of it was tests that took time and the real crunch was understanding the output, then correcting anything in our means.
I would walk from Metro Polanco to Kepler, a good 2 km walk. The metro trip was brutal, as it was peak hour and you were, as Radiohead bluntly said it once, packt like sardines in a crushd tin pack. I wouldn’t dare to use my cd player as you could barely moved an arm, much less try to adjust volume in a noisy commute. Once out of the metro station, I’d go for a small coffee at a small joint on the way to Kepler’s telephone central. I would listen to any Café del Mar compilation I had ready, or just whatever electronica mix a friend gave me.
Chrissie and Alan eventually had to go back to London and we would meet a couple of times later but no longer as employees for Telcel, but as ex-coworkers. I considered them friends. Alan sadly passed away from cancer a few years later. He was pencil thin, and always smoking, holding his cig in a strange “inside ash” manner. Chrissie I talked to a few times, first after arriving at Nottingham in 2002, then after arriving in Sheffield in 2008. I’ve lost track, as one does with friends in life. It’s not intentional, it’s just something that happens and even if we never meet again, we had good times, like the trip we took to Teotihuacán with one of her friends that speak no English at all and paid my tourist guide with delicious plum candies. Or a strange trip to Acapulco where we barely escaped being on a disco boat that meet a grisly end (no casualties, thankfully).
Gazelle’s At last, friend evokes memories of both Chrissie and Mark. Chrissie usually went as “Chwissy” as a joke, and Alan…well, his devil-may-care attitude was always juxtaposed with an encyclopedic knowledge of telecommunications. The song also reminds me of my first days in Nottingham, wandering through town aimlessly. In fact, a few songs that have effect on me. I don’t think I’ll ever have that wide-eye feeling again. But nothing is written in pen. That never changes, though.
-Sam J. Valdés López
https://youtu.be/gfwSNGLAcqM?si=vKLPXRZulZuHoQF7
#AbsintheBlind #Acapulco #AdamFein #Gazelle #Graduation #Headlights #JeffDimpsey #life #London #Mark #music #Nottingham #Poetry #Sheffield #Sunblown #Telecomm #Teotihuacan #Teotihuacana #writing -
The bit that you skip #93: Gazelle – At last, friend
Many songs tend to remind you of your childhood. Another quantity, perhaps greater, hark back to your teenage days. Then there’s songs that make you think of your early adulthood. The wide eyed rookie days. Wages are minuscule, possibilities are endless, and nothing is written in pen.
After Headlights broke up, I trawled for everything related to the Fein clan. First it was Absinthe Blind and their wondrous space age dreamy rock. Then I went for Ad Fein’s and Jeff Dimpsey’s Peléan eruption of a band, Gazelle. Healthy doses of dream pop and electronica gave us an album that sounded like nothing else. Perhaps what U2 wanted to do with POP, Gazelle did with their only album.
Just as I graduated from Electronics and Telecommunications, I went hogwild into ambient and lounge music. After a stint at Ericsson in Gustavo Baz, which wasn’t too far from my house, I got sent to a communications hub in Polanco in Lago Alberto, where it always smelled like chocolate due to La Holandesa being near. After a couple of weeks, I absconded to another central, a few blocks from Lago Alberto, on Kepler. The disorganised wires, dusty countertops and odd rodents of unusual size on the lower flowers contrasted with the upper floor, where I befriended two people, Chrissie and Alan. We would spent most of the time talking and eating in nearby places than doing much work, since a lot of it was tests that took time and the real crunch was understanding the output, then correcting anything in our means.
I would walk from Metro Polanco to Kepler, a good 2 km walk. The metro trip was brutal, as it was peak hour and you were, as Radiohead bluntly said it once, packt like sardines in a crushd tin pack. I wouldn’t dare to use my cd player as you could barely moved an arm, much less try to adjust volume in a noisy commute. Once out of the metro station, I’d go for a small coffee at a small joint on the way to Kepler’s telephone central. I would listen to any Café del Mar compilation I had ready, or just whatever electronica mix a friend gave me.
Chrissie and Alan eventually had to go back to London and we would meet a couple of times later but no longer as employees for Telcel, but as ex-coworkers. I considered them friends. Alan sadly passed away from cancer a few years later. He was pencil thin, and always smoking, holding his cig in a strange “inside ash” manner. Chrissie I talked to a few times, first after arriving at Nottingham in 2002, then after arriving in Sheffield in 2008. I’ve lost track, as one does with friends in life. It’s not intentional, it’s just something that happens and even if we never meet again, we had good times, like the trip we took to Teotihuacán with one of her friends that speak no English at all and paid my tourist guide with delicious plum candies. Or a strange trip to Acapulco where we barely escaped being on a disco boat that meet a grisly end (no casualties, thankfully).
Gazelle’s At last, friend evokes memories of both Chrissie and Mark. Chrissie usually went as “Chwissy” as a joke, and Alan…well, his devil-may-care attitude was always juxtaposed with an encyclopedic knowledge of telecommunications. The song also reminds me of my first days in Nottingham, wandering through town aimlessly. In fact, a few songs that have effect on me. I don’t think I’ll ever have that wide-eye feeling again. But nothing is written in pen. That never changes, though.
-Sam J. Valdés López
https://youtu.be/gfwSNGLAcqM?si=vKLPXRZulZuHoQF7
#AbsintheBlind #Acapulco #AdamFein #Gazelle #Graduation #Headlights #JeffDimpsey #life #London #Mark #music #Nottingham #Poetry #Sheffield #Sunblown #Telecomm #Teotihuacan #Teotihuacana #writing -
The bit that you skip #93: Gazelle – At last, friend
Many songs tend to remind you of your childhood. Another quantity, perhaps greater, hark back to your teenage days. Then there’s songs that make you think of your early adulthood. The wide eyed rookie days. Wages are minuscule, possibilities are endless, and nothing is written in pen.
After Headlights broke up, I trawled for everything related to the Fein clan. First it was Absinthe Blind and their wondrous space age dreamy rock. Then I went for Ad Fein’s and Jeff Dimpsey’s Peléan eruption of a band, Gazelle. Healthy doses of dream pop and electronica gave us an album that sounded like nothing else. Perhaps what U2 wanted to do with POP, Gazelle did with their only album.
Just as I graduated from Electronics and Telecommunications, I went hogwild into ambient and lounge music. After a stint at Ericsson in Gustavo Baz, which wasn’t too far from my house, I got sent to a communications hub in Polanco in Lago Alberto, where it always smelled like chocolate due to La Holandesa being near. After a couple of weeks, I absconded to another central, a few blocks from Lago Alberto, on Kepler. The disorganised wires, dusty countertops and odd rodents of unusual size on the lower flowers contrasted with the upper floor, where I befriended two people, Chrissie and Alan. We would spent most of the time talking and eating in nearby places than doing much work, since a lot of it was tests that took time and the real crunch was understanding the output, then correcting anything in our means.
I would walk from Metro Polanco to Kepler, a good 2 km walk. The metro trip was brutal, as it was peak hour and you were, as Radiohead bluntly said it once, packt like sardines in a crushd tin pack. I wouldn’t dare to use my cd player as you could barely moved an arm, much less try to adjust volume in a noisy commute. Once out of the metro station, I’d go for a small coffee at a small joint on the way to Kepler’s telephone central. I would listen to any Café del Mar compilation I had ready, or just whatever electronica mix a friend gave me.
Chrissie and Alan eventually had to go back to London and we would meet a couple of times later but no longer as employees for Telcel, but as ex-coworkers. I considered them friends. Alan sadly passed away from cancer a few years later. He was pencil thin, and always smoking, holding his cig in a strange “inside ash” manner. Chrissie I talked to a few times, first after arriving at Nottingham in 2002, then after arriving in Sheffield in 2008. I’ve lost track, as one does with friends in life. It’s not intentional, it’s just something that happens and even if we never meet again, we had good times, like the trip we took to Teotihuacán with one of her friends that speak no English at all and paid my tourist guide with delicious plum candies. Or a strange trip to Acapulco where we barely escaped being on a disco boat that meet a grisly end (no casualties, thankfully).
Gazelle’s At last, friend evokes memories of both Chrissie and Mark. Chrissie usually went as “Chwissy” as a joke, and Alan…well, his devil-may-care attitude was always juxtaposed with an encyclopedic knowledge of telecommunications. The song also reminds me of my first days in Nottingham, wandering through town aimlessly. In fact, a few songs that have effect on me. I don’t think I’ll ever have that wide-eye feeling again. But nothing is written in pen. That never changes, though.
-Sam J. Valdés López
https://youtu.be/gfwSNGLAcqM?si=vKLPXRZulZuHoQF7
#AbsintheBlind #Acapulco #AdamFein #Gazelle #Graduation #Headlights #JeffDimpsey #life #London #Mark #music #Nottingham #Poetry #Sheffield #Sunblown #Telecomm #Teotihuacan #Teotihuacana #writing -
The bit that you skip #93: Gazelle – At last, friend
Many songs tend to remind you of your childhood. Another quantity, perhaps greater, hark back to your teenage days. Then there’s songs that make you think of your early adulthood. The wide eyed rookie days. Wages are minuscule, possibilities are endless, and nothing is written in pen.
After Headlights broke up, I trawled for everything related to the Fein clan. First it was Absinthe Blind and their wondrous space age dreamy rock. Then I went for Ad Fein’s and Jeff Dimpsey’s Peléan eruption of a band, Gazelle. Healthy doses of dream pop and electronica gave us an album that sounded like nothing else. Perhaps what U2 wanted to do with POP, Gazelle did with their only album.
Just as I graduated from Electronics and Telecommunications, I went hogwild into ambient and lounge music. After a stint at Ericsson in Gustavo Baz, which wasn’t too far from my house, I got sent to a communications hub in Polanco in Lago Alberto, where it always smelled like chocolate due to La Holandesa being near. After a couple of weeks, I absconded to another central, a few blocks from Lago Alberto, on Kepler. The disorganised wires, dusty countertops and odd rodents of unusual size on the lower flowers contrasted with the upper floor, where I befriended two people, Chrissie and Alan. We would spent most of the time talking and eating in nearby places than doing much work, since a lot of it was tests that took time and the real crunch was understanding the output, then correcting anything in our means.
I would walk from Metro Polanco to Kepler, a good 2 km walk. The metro trip was brutal, as it was peak hour and you were, as Radiohead bluntly said it once, packt like sardines in a crushd tin pack. I wouldn’t dare to use my cd player as you could barely moved an arm, much less try to adjust volume in a noisy commute. Once out of the metro station, I’d go for a small coffee at a small joint on the way to Kepler’s telephone central. I would listen to any Café del Mar compilation I had ready, or just whatever electronica mix a friend gave me.
Chrissie and Alan eventually had to go back to London and we would meet a couple of times later but no longer as employees for Telcel, but as ex-coworkers. I considered them friends. Alan sadly passed away from cancer a few years later. He was pencil thin, and always smoking, holding his cig in a strange “inside ash” manner. Chrissie I talked to a few times, first after arriving at Nottingham in 2002, then after arriving in Sheffield in 2008. I’ve lost track, as one does with friends in life. It’s not intentional, it’s just something that happens and even if we never meet again, we had good times, like the trip we took to Teotihuacán with one of her friends that speak no English at all and paid my tourist guide with delicious plum candies. Or a strange trip to Acapulco where we barely escaped being on a disco boat that meet a grisly end (no casualties, thankfully).
Gazelle’s At last, friend evokes memories of both Chrissie and Mark. Chrissie usually went as “Chwissy” as a joke, and Alan…well, his devil-may-care attitude was always juxtaposed with an encyclopedic knowledge of telecommunications. The song also reminds me of my first days in Nottingham, wandering through town aimlessly. In fact, a few songs that have effect on me. I don’t think I’ll ever have that wide-eye feeling again. But nothing is written in pen. That never changes, though.
-Sam J. Valdés López
https://youtu.be/gfwSNGLAcqM?si=vKLPXRZulZuHoQF7
#AbsintheBlind #Acapulco #AdamFein #Gazelle #Graduation #Headlights #JeffDimpsey #life #London #Mark #music #Nottingham #Poetry #Sheffield #Sunblown #Telecomm #Teotihuacan #Teotihuacana #writing -
Art Contest with my wife and sister
Vote for your favorite
#art #poll #vote #watercolor #watercolors #pastel #painting #gazelle
Prompt "gazelle" -
Art Contest with my wife and sister
Vote for your favorite
#art #poll #vote #watercolor #watercolors #pastel #painting #gazelle
Prompt "gazelle" -
Art Contest with my wife and sister
Vote for your favorite
#art #poll #vote #watercolor #watercolors #pastel #painting #gazelle
Prompt "gazelle" -
Art Contest with my wife and sister
Vote for your favorite
#art #poll #vote #watercolor #watercolors #pastel #painting #gazelle
Prompt "gazelle" -
Art Contest with my wife and sister
Vote for your favorite
#art #poll #vote #watercolor #watercolors #pastel #painting #gazelle
Prompt "gazelle" -
30 minute stream sketch for Bezier! A very tender sculpture...
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30 minute stream sketch for Bezier! A very tender sculpture...
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30 minute stream sketch for Bezier! A very tender sculpture...
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30 minute stream sketch for Bezier! A very tender sculpture...
