Went for some sloppy drinkin’ with Wendy last night. Started at the Mad Hatter, self declared as “Montreal’s best dive”. Eventually found our way to the Luba Lounge on Bleury. Got home late. Was fuzzy this morning.
Along the way we stumbled upon the oddest of Montreal festivals, the Festival Montreal en Lumiere, which is basically just a part of Ste. Catherine street that is blocked off, wrapped up, and has weird lights shining on it. It was the wierdest thing, particularly because there was hardly anything there, so happening upon this was like something out of some kind of Cell-like dream sequence, only lame. I took pictures, and will assemble a guerrilla documentary this weekend. Watch this spot!
I notice my first guerrilla documentary has fallen off the page and into the archives. I think I’ll make an index of them this weekend, as I suspect I’ll be doing more of this. In case you’re wondering, a guerrilla documentary is basically a photo or video documentary that is concieved on the spot and quickly executed. No big planning involved.
I have a couple of fairly lame ones that I’m hoping I can fix up with some clever text. Otherwise, the Walk is the only I have so far (until I do the festival one, tomorrow).