Tag: Cape Town

Here is the answer

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I debated long and hard about this post, but then I decided that although it goes against a lot of the rules that I have set on 6000 miles… , they were my rules anyway and it would be fine to bend them a little.
If you’re me.
This approach has worked for monarchies and governments for many years and I don’t see why I shouldn’t give it a quick go.
Just this once. Until next time.

So – step forward Die Antwoord, which is Afrikaans for “The Answer”.
They’re a foul-mouthed 3-piece hip-hop/rap group straight outta Brooklyn. No, not that Brooklyn, the other one – the one near Maitland in Cape Town.
And while they are rather rude and surely not 4 real, they’re also rather amusing and pretty entertaining – the Afrikaans version of Goldie Lookin Chain, innit.

With that explicit lyrics warning in full force – you can now head over to their website, where you can listen to their new album (out next month) and enjoy the dulcet tones of rapper Ninja, vocalist Yo-Landi Visser and the beats of the lovably cuddly DJ Hi-Tek.

Track 2, Wat Kyk Jy? (literally “What are you looking at?”) is a particular favourite of mine and I have attempted a quick translation of the chorus – an exchange between the inquisitive Ninja and the somewhat defensive Yo-Landi – from the guttural Afrikaans into English for the benefit of my readers:

What are you looking at?
Absolutely nothing.
What are you looking at?
Cat.
What are you looking at?
Go away.
What are you looking at?
You sewing machine.

Bi-lingual readers will already have worked out the intricacies of that little dialogue. Perfection.

There’s a lot more to hear as well, including colabs with the currently ubiquitous Jack Parow, Fokofpolisiekar and others.
Just don’t play it when the kids are around, ok?

Not me

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In answer to the multitude of email that has arrived (1): no, this isn’t me.

I find personalised number plates completely tacky. And I wouldn’t ever drive a Merc again after they dropped their sponsorship deal with 6000 miles… over that incident with the Latvian escort girl, the honey badger and the celery.

So no, this isn’t me, and thus there’s actually no point in throwing stones (or anything else) at this vehicle.

Power cut

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Just a quick quota photo effort from me this evening.

We had a power cut at work this afternoon which left all of us playing catch up – due to a fault at the Koeberg Switching Station, apparently. Someone evidently switched it off.
 
Add to that the oppressive heat (43°C when I left work), the need to swim lots and a wonderful Porterhouse Steak braai, couple them up to a teething daughter and what do you get?

A quota photo of my collegue trying to look cool in the doorway of the darkened lab, that’s what.
The photo, like this post, was quick and dirty.

The power cut continued at least as long is it took the residual effect of the air-con to give up, at which point and we went home to sweat there instead.

Tomorrow we are promised a far more reasonable (chilly, even) 22°C.

Ashtray Electric’s Dark Bus Trip

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Here on 6000 miles… you know that we are always happy to promote the latest musical offerings from South Africa – especially for our overseas reader(s). To that end, please find below the video from Cape Town band Ashtray Electric for their single When Sex Becomes A Sport.

Great song, wonderfully dark video.
I’m getting elements of The Music, Snow Patrol, a touch of Starsailor and a dash of Placebo. Add that to a hint of red berries and plenty of coffee and spice and it’s all good.

Sushi at The Square?

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Having eaten our way through through the entire sushi menu several times at Wasabi in Constantia Village – and being in the mood for some sushi – we were on the search for a different location with decent sushi in the Southern Suburbs for dinner this evening.
Having been recently told to avoid the Cape Town Fish Market in Steenberg, things were looking rather bleak, but then Mrs 6k found The Square at The Vineyard Hotel.

The Vineyard holds some special memories for us as we spent our wedding night there way back in 2005. However, having seen the prices there (R65 for 4 Fashion Sandwiches) (simply outrageous – my rage was blowing gauges), we decided to leave it for one of their Monday-Thursday half-price hours, when hopefully the sushi will be just as special, the logo just as annoyingly pretentious, but the prices a bit more reasonable. 

In the meantime, it’s back to Wasabi. And I have no problem with that.

EDIT: Wasabi – understaffed, poorly air-conned, slow service, average sushi. Worst meal I’ve ever had there.
At least the company was good – although my wife didn’t even have that luxury.