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The Fall Season at Bell End – Brian Finke Smokes Ass

And so Labor Day sidles in like a trollop, reminding those still languishing in Mother Nature’s cleavage that Autumn is upon us.  ‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness’ said John Keats, not to mention ‘Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun’.  Can’t … Continue reading

September 3, 2012 Posted in Announcements Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , Leave a comment

They Know the Croaking Chorus from The Frogs of Aristophanes

Even as the bedrooms at Bell End have been clogged to capacity with residents from as far away as Polynesia and as near as Washington Avenue, the social hub has been curiously quiet. Right? Almost as if Selwyn sent his … Continue reading

July 27, 2012 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Leave a comment

A Love That Asks No Questions: Ogilvy at Bell End

Before we go any further, Gentle Reader there’s something you must know. Selwyn and the ladies from Ogilvy go way back. Way. Back. Selwyn and Cindy were mulling over IBM layouts whilst diplodocus were munching the canopy outside Worldwide Plaza. … Continue reading

April 13, 2012 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , Leave a comment

Gjelina: Satellite Selwyn Docks at Space Station LA

Half a decade of mouth-honour and empty threats and finally it happened. Dinner in LA. The Bell End spirit, stuffed into a couple of pieces of hand luggage, is rebirthed with a dozen bottles of Etna red at Gjelina in Venice. … Continue reading

March 10, 2012 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , 1 Comment

If You Weren’t Licked, Maybe You Weren’t Worth Licking.

We are haunted by the clarion call for a post-mortem of last Thursday night’s Bell End happening. Haunted as in the song of the same name. Y’know, Sinead O’Connor soars over the first verse as if she was the Angel … Continue reading

December 23, 2011 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 2 Comments

After AP – When Everybody’s Somebody Then No One’s Anybody

So Thursday evening heralds the annual return of the American Photography Party, like a frowsty-smelling grandma at Christmas. AP 27 – abbreviated for the cognoscenti – celebrates all that is American about Photography in Party format. Apparently it consists of … Continue reading

November 8, 2011 Posted in Announcements Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , 5 Comments

Shaag In the Kitchen, Dildar in the Hall: St Sanjay Patel Averts his Gaze

Were you there?  See, it’s difficult to remember. Andrea’s concord grape and juniper jam gin Molotovs, they sneak up on you from behind like a dirty uncle. Before you have time to understand, their fingers are under your elastic and … Continue reading

November 6, 2011 Posted in Reflections Tagged with: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , 5 Comments