Friday, January 20, 2017
Maybe the Pet Shop Boys. Remind me of a time in bullet and riot-infested Jerusalem, where it was 3 am. I was returning from a night out at the Arizona Bar. And another dance club, next to that Sapporo Pizza (the one was bombed by terrorists well after our visit.) I was making global plans with four other guys. One from England, One From Australia, and one from the Netherlands. Even though there was tension in the air, from social unrest, you could also feel the sparks of a creative revolution. We were headed down into the old city where it had been closed up five hours ago. All becomes closed off at about ten.