Sanctum Review

If you’re a claustrophobe, this movie will definitely make you conquer that irrational fear once and for all…

I absolutely adored this movie, and it is honestly one of the few that deserved to be in 3D. The story revolves around a renowned Australian cave explorer, exploring one of the last few places on Earth not defiled by man. Dubbed as the “mother of all caves” the team is trying to figure out where the cave meets with the sea, but when they’re close to figuring it out, the vertical cave starts to flood very fast, forcing them to take tough decisions to try and escape and stay alive.

It is not the “lets all hold hands and sing” kind of movie where happy endings make your tummy tingle. It explores the human psyche under abnormal circumstances and when we are faced with life-or-death situations. The movie isn’t a “I can melt rock with my mind” kind of movie either, with it being somewhat true to reality (I’m only speculating, my speleology experience is quite limited =P)

I don’t want to spoil much of the movie, but the actors, the scenery, the 3D imagery and the storyline is a very captivating and moving one, and I definitely was on the edge of my seat and very much engulfed in the story.

I honestly recommend you go watch Sanctum, and for all you “Planet Earth” series lovers, a lot of scenes will remind you of the breathtaking awe Mother Earth has to offer

IMDB Rating: 6.2/10
My Rating: 8/10

Here’s what James Cameron tweeted about the movie:

It’s the most intense experience you’ll have at the movies (unless your gf gets creative) RT @badbrad002: No idea what #Sanctum is about?


Deek Duke Competition: Fill That Plate With WINGS! =D

It’s been a while, and I hope you’re hungry enough by now =P

Deek Duke’s Open Wings are back! So, that 30$ voucher could be put to very good use by both hot-food lovers, and less adventurous chicken connoisseurs…

All you have to do is

  1. Like Deek Duke’s FB page
  2. Subscribe to the blog by email (there’s a box to the right of your screen, just punch in your email =D)
  3. Answer this super-simple question

The parking voucher you’re given at Deek Duke Hamra when you pay your bill is valid for how many hours?

People who already won in this competition series are not eligible to win again in this particular Deek Duke contest. TWO vouchers are up for grabs =)

Fail Loubnan – Stick Cracker ASS FAIL

Taken by Salvadore Rudy

The Dilemma Review

Vince Vaughn, Kevin James, Jennifer Connelly and Winona Ryder… A very impressive cast, a very funny cast and you wouldn’t think twice about watching a movie that included all four. Well, think twice and thrice before you go watch this movie… It. Is. Horrible.

I haven’t been so disappointed by a movie since De Niro’s depressing “Everybody’s Fine” in 2009. At least Everybody’s Fine was sad and a tear-jerker in a good way, this movie was just sad. It’s not very funny, extremely slow and painfully redundant. It’s the kind of movie that makes you cringe at the scenes that just make you mad or frustrated.

There are a few laughs though, after all, it is Kevin James and Vince Vaughn, but not nearly as much as I’d hoped for. Basically, Kevin is an engineer and Vince is a business man who team up to create for Ford an electric car with the sound of a gas-guzzling American muscle car. It sort of gets complicated from there, and not very fun… Ending didn’t really help much either.

IMDB Rating: 4.9/10
My Rating: 2/10

The Green Hornet Review

What started out as a radio show series in the 30s, metamorphosed into a drama series and comic book series. In 2011, the Green Hornet was transformed into a feature film and Lori and I decided to go watch, the same night our dearest double-standard Hariri supporters were busy burning garbage in their own neighborhoods.

To our dismay, Cinemacity was deserted, and the roads empty (which allowed us to get there in time despite our tardiness). The ticketing booths were closed, but we managed to eventually pay and go in and watch the Green Hornet, one of the few movies that wasn’t canceled that night.

Anyway, on to the movie now. I enjoyed it a lot, it was a refreshing superhero movie, with the usual elements of superb effects that push the envelope, combined with the hilarity of Seth Rogan.

It revolves around the spoiled heir of giant media mogul who wastes his time and his father’s reputation on lavish parties and girls. At least till his father dies and he inherits the media empire. Seth’s character decides meets up with an exceptionally talented coffee-maker, who turns out to be quite the inventor. He then decides to fight crime and injustice by pretending to be a vilain himself, to vanquish the real vilains.

It’s very funny and lighthearted, with plenty of explosions and violence, with Cameron Diaz and an exceptionally talented Christoph Waltz as the chief bad guy, makes for a very good movie. It’s not Batman (Elie Fares =P) but might compare to Kickass in a few aspects (JimRamK)

IMDB Rating: 6.6/10
My Rating: 8/10

 

 

 

 

The Weekly Leaks: The Basement, Past and Future

26 May 2005 seems like yesterday to everyone who has lived and loved in The Basement and with The Basement. That was the first night of mayhem there and the first of many in the 6-year period the world’s number 77 club graced Beirut with a concept unheard of back then: underground music.

Beirut’s notorious nightlife is synonymous with over-the-top glamour and commercialism. The songs were the same, the places even more so. The Lebanese Underground was buried so deep, that few if any ever wound up there. That’s when Jade returned from Canada at the turn of the millennium. The Blend Band member was back to record music, but little did he know that he’d be one of the few artists of our times that would be able to revolutionize the music industry in Lebanon, by de-industrializing into what The Basement was: a friendly, non-mainstream and clean environment.

Lila Braun saw the first appearances of Jade as an electronic music DJ versus his beginning as a singer/songwriter in the rock fusion band Blend. The electro feel of the music in 2001-2002 periods was fondly welcomed by Lebanese fans and soon enough, teaming up with Ahmad El Husseini, Jade was helping shape Club Social’s reputation for things that were not mass-market fodder.

The modest sound system and small venue proved unfit for the new movement being formed, and the 70-80 people parties in a pub, were soon moved down a block to what was The Basement from 2005 to 2011. Jade, Ahmad El Husseini, Abdo Chlela (Just A DJ) and Chadi Younes (DRKN) had founded The Basement.

The name was a spontaneous conclusion by Jade, and seemed fitting both technically and in the more subtle sense. The next step was creating a symbol for this growing movement: a flag-worthy symbol that would differentiate The Basement clubbers from everyone and everywhere else. A brief plus a few tracks were sent out to several graphic designers, and Ramy Obeid’s design was chosen. Besides the captivating simplicity of the logo and the boldness of it, there is a B and a T disguised within it, giving The Basement a symbol that was true to the name and the essence of this new community.

Apart from the unmistakable logo, The Basement’s graphical identity was also unique. The weirdness and wit, combined with avant-garde designs and unfamiliar motifs emphasized the flyer and poster aspect of a club or venue in Beirut. Bruno Zallum, Rita Chalfoun and Rajwa Tohme were the shapers of this identity that shaped The Basement’s aura in people’s minds guided by Jade’s creative ideas.

Then came the internationally-renowned phrase: It’s Safer Underground. The play on words, coupled later with the insanely genius viral video (that wouldn’t have seen the light of day withouth the help the FFF Fantastic Film Factory and the director Sary Sahnaoui) emphasized how The Basement was a shelter from the unrest and turmoil on the streets above, and despite adversity, remained a safe haven free from violence, judgment and hatred, and full of positive attitudes and family-like relationships. The underground venue coupled with the underground music work perfectly in the “Safer” sense, and the phrase stuck.

On this note, The Basement was closed during the July 2006 war, contrary to what some might believe. The conditions and tragic loss of life was not something the clubbers and club were ready to ignore. In fact, the complete opposite happened, and The Basement’s crew organized a series of events in Europe: From Berlin to Beirut, From Paris to Beirut and From London to Beirut, which featured Europe’s biggest underground names, most of which had played at The Basement and were anxious to help and support, with all the proceeds being donated to Lebanese NGO Mowatinun and the Lebanese Red Cross. A benefit gig was also organized in the middle of the crisis, in Broumana, by Jade and The Basement crew, called Minimal Resistance. It is important to mention that without the support of the German DJs P.Toile and Erich Bogatzki, none of the benefit concerts would’ve been possible.

On a lighter note, The Basement’s primary concern was always the music, not just the alcohol or partying. In line with this, The Basement in collaboration with the French Cultural Center and the Goethe Institute organized workshops in various fields, most significantly, the VJing workshop that arguably kick started the visual jockeying movement in Lebanon and many music production and mixing workshops.

Having been the pioneer of Electro in Lebanon, The Basement saw fit to kick off the weekly rendez-vous “Electro is Dead” in 2007 when bad taste and commercialism had taken hold if it elsewhere around town. The genres played at The Basement shifted after the Electro is Dead movement, reiterating The Basement’s maverick status when it comes to music. Another fond series at The Basement was spawned then, with one of Jade’s alter egos: Bestov. This persona played oldies and classics, a kind of music that the normal Lebanese Jade would not be expected to play, but which the Russian Bestov was expert, with the best of pop and soft rock being showcased underground.

An interesting couple were Mega Deaf, from the mythical country of Bouchikistan, who were hit with shrapnel and became horribly mutiliated and completely deaf. Thus, their choice of wearing motorcycle helmets while playing their DJ set, which consisted of songs that were released prior to 2000, when the duo became deaf. The two helmet-wearing DJs were in fact Jade and Xander.

The rest of the impressive residents at The Basement are many, and they were Romax and Tia, Gino Z, Ronin and Nesta, Xander, Nicole Moudaber, Cesar K, Fady Ferraye, DJette, DJ Panic, Jade, Diamond Setter, Vanclode Jandam, Purple, Alias, DRKN, Just a DJ, Erich Bogatzki, P.Toile

The most prominent visitng DJs from abroad were of course M.A.N.D.Y., Jennifer Cardini, Audiofly, Paul Woolford, Chloe Dave Seaman, guitarist Jose Gonzalez and Jeff Martin.

Here’s where the weird stuff and leaked details come in, so prepare yourself.

The Basement is not actually an underground level. It is on the second floor of a building. The thing is that the normal entrance we used was not the whole picture, from the seaside level, facing the port, The Basement’s level is actually on the second floor!

The candles that were believed to be blown out when Jade takes the decks, were in fact a coincidence. They were put out around 1:00AM, to dim the lights and get everyone into the serious clubbing mood.

The giant picture near the VIP area is in fact a huge fire exit. Which brings us to the Last Dance’s provocative reproduction, emulating Leonardo da Vinci’s Last Supper, only with The Basement’s crew. Jade explains that it was in line with the original and simply weird legacy The Basement had in terms of publications and graphic design. More importantly, it was supposed to portray the notion of resurrection of The Basement, which although has come to an end, will rise again soon enough.

Diamond Setter actually is a diamond setter! Kevork Keshichian is a music freak and had a taste in music which was in tune with Jade’s, creating the gruesome twosome that has rocked so many nights and parties.

After all this talk of the past, we’re glad to look to the future now with what we were able to find out from The Basement crew.

We were promised the new venue will be up and running before the end of 2011. It will not be called The Basement, but the name will be true to The Basement’s non-mainstream spirit. The live aspect will also be enhanced, with a fixed stage and more emphasis on live music and performances. There will also be weekly Basement Nights in the new venue, keeping true to where to all began, with the same crew working on the new project, or at least those who still can. The crowd will remain 20+ though and very similar to The Basement’s loyalists.

As for the exact location, we were not able to squeeze that out of Jade and Hady, but we were assured it will be short walking distance from the old location, hinting at a few rising nightlife streets close by.

That’s The Basement for you, the 6 years, the ups and downs and the unedited truth for everyone to read and see. Even though it is painful to say goodbye, the thousands of photos and dozens of videos and articles of The Basement will be immortalized on Beirutnightlife.com, who remained hand-in-hand with The Basement over the years, making sure the world saw and heard the Lebanese Underground, loud and clear.

We wish The Basement the best of luck for their next club, certain it will be bigger and better. In its final days, The Basement got the recognition it deserved, and clubbers worldwide chose it as the world’s 77th favorite club, we hope to see the new venue on that list, and much higher up!

[Go to Beirutnightlife.com for the rest =D]

Don’t forget to comment and like the post there!

Something You Probably Didn’t Know: Three Lebanese Clubs in DJmag’s Top 100

It seems in the clubbing world, Lebanon’s lucky number is 3. The biggest Top 100 charts are arguably DJmag’s Top 100 clubs and of Worldsbestbars.com’s chart. Now, Beirut’s been on those lists for quite a while, and what saddens me is that very few people know.

Now, I’m not sure why everyone calls Sky Bar the world’s number 1, it never was on any chart I know of. I believe it was nominated for that spot, but never got it. Nevertheless, it is number one in the second half of the top 100 on DJmag’s poll (as a new entry), with the VVIP rooftop being ranked #51 worldwide (an impressive feat no matter what you say)

The second Beirut entry on the DJmag poll is of course the brutally misunderstood club by the Lebanese themselves, but adored by any club-savvy person from around the world. This club is the longest-running night club in Lebanon, and is renowned for its afterhours trademark sets, by a group of tight-knit local residents vs glitzy and glamorous foreigners (which it occasionally also hosts). I’m talking about B018 of course! It’s ranked #68 on DJmag’s top100 clubs of 2010 (as a new entry too)

The third is my absolute #1, or was at least, and that’s the Basement, which comes in at #77 (as a new entry). This was truly a shock to me, for the Basement’s strictly underground and non-mainstream music scene is not the kind of club that people like to brag about going to, such as the jet-setter destinations of SkyBar and similar clubs. However, it still managed to be the world’s clubbers 77th favorite club, and well-deserved by all means!

Now, Worldsbestbars.com also has 3 Beirut clubs, but only 1 in common with DJmag’s. The winner is of course B018 again, which slips 2 places to #7 this year. Up 3 though is my favorite dining destination, Centrale, to become the worlds 35th best bar. Crystal (now Palais) comes at a respectable #86.

Now, I guess the worldsbestbars.com chart is a bit more technical and might not reflect how the world’s clubbers themselves see the clubs, so I’ll go with DJmag’s as the more reliable one.

Sky Bar 51 (new entry)
B018 68 (new entry)
The Basement 77 (new entry)

and whoever tells you otherwise, just nod and smile.

Now, vote for your favorite club on DJmag’s 2011 Poll and I hope I helped with this simple point of the finger =P

Fail Loubnan – 7aji Kezeb WIN

Eau de Vie: Phoenicia’s Reinvented 11th Floor

At first thought, Eau de Vie on Phoenicia Beirut’s rooftop might not seem like the place you’d bump into me on a normal night. Five star hotel, posh restaurant and a more mature crowd aren’t the usual characteristics I look for when I’d like to have a drink or go out for dinner.

All that changed last Wednesday when we were invited to Eau de Vie to try it out for ourselves. Now, it’s not that my humbler take on life that has changed, it’s more like Eau de Vie is not in fact the stuck-up, we-are-better-than-you, this-couch-costs-more-than-your-house kind of place.

Our relentless abuse of Gemmayzeh and similar locations makes going out eventually routine-like, almost punching in your card at the door of your preferred pub or restaurant. That’s awesome, especially on a weekday with nothing better to do and a budget you’d like to keep small. However, there are times when a little bit more is needed, when the finer things in life are not wrong, when you want to treat that special someone to more than beer and a burger.

Then again, dressing up as if you’re going to a funeral, paying way more than you’d like to and quite frankly behaving in a constipated manner is usually comes along with these finer things in life. I’ve discovered though, that I had unfairly judged Eau de Vie, at least the newer version of the place.

Now, to further elaborate, Eau de Vie is not just a gourmet restaurant. It’s a large venue separated into different segments for different occasions and purposes. There is of course the dining area, both the large and open, and more cozy and intimate, separated by beautiful burgundy curtains. There’s also a cigar bar, with a magnificent marble pool table. For whiskey fans, the place boasts one of the widest selections of whiskeys from all around the world. Now, since I’m neither a fan of cigars, nor whiskeys, the final area of Eau de Vie was what won my heart, so to speak.

The bar area runs along the hall where the cigar lounge, whiskey bar and more intimate dining areas are located near the windows to your right. You might know I’m not a fan of drinking and do it very rarely, but the bartender was kind enough to conjure us up a vodka-based cocktail that was simply divine. I hate it when a drink tastes like alcohol; this one did not, making it a winner with myself as well as my friends who were there, some (whom I shall not name =P) even ordering seconds.

Here, the prospect of not going broke seemed all the more valid and combined with the best view in Beirut, was making Eau de Vie somewhere you’re likely to bump into me on a normal night. The best view? Yes, one which overlooks the Down-Town Beirut area, the new towers in Ain el Mreisseh and the gorgeous St. George Yacht Club. This panoramic view of all the most beautiful things in Beirut makes for a good distraction, giving you plenty of scenery to admire while having a drink and having a conversation.

Moving on, we sat down to have dinner. Here’s where my Eau de Vie preconceptions were no longer valid. The food was spectacular, but also what you’d expect in such a restaurant and hotel. The trolley though makes all the difference, and you get to choose and mix up several elements of your dinner. Karine and I cooked up a salad, which included lettuce, cherry tomatoes, avocados, palmettos, pomegranate and pork bacon, all dressed up in raspberry dressing. You’re probably wondering how many drinks we had to create this crime against nature and food. But it was delicious. Yes, Gino Raidy is saying a salad tasted good and that I loved it! bows to clapping and cheering

The steak I ordered was delicious too, but what really won my heart were the desserts. The pain perdu is a dish I had never tasted before, but Michelle insisted I do and seeing her get her hands on all the pain perdus on the table, I had to taste. I must say, it’s one of the few things I am glad I ventured into in my dining career. It tasted heavenly, the pastry literally melted in my mouth and combined with the vanilla ice cream, made a bite I would come again just to have.

However, the singular item on the menu that changed my life was a bite-seized dessert that is synonymous with perfection. A truffle, stuffed with passion fruit, dipped in chocolate and immersed in coconut shavings. If I had to choose one word to describe the flavors, it’d be “overwhelming” because “orgasmic” is a bit inappropriate. It was similar to when you have sushi that includes salmon, avocado and a lot of Philadelphia cheese (it doesn’t taste the same, but the overwhelming effect is there)

All in all, Eau de Vie was a place I was delighted to have discovered. The venues, the drinks and the food are all amazing, and a closer look at the menu reveals it’s not as unfair as we’d thought. The pastry chef is the pride and glory of the restaurant to me, but live musical performances (which included a violin, grand piano and cello when we were there) the widest selection of wines and whiskeys, the view and the amazing staff did their part in making Eau de Vie a definite destination for future dates. But don’t condemn the place to just the occasional date, for their new Sunday Brunch formula, which lasts from 11:00 AM to 5:00 PM, is an extremely good bargain for a diverse menu and a lot to eat. Perfect for the family and group of friends on dreaded useless Sundays.

Eau De Vie
Lounge Bar & Restaurant
Located in Phoenicia Hotel, Ein el Mraysseh, Beirut
Phone: 01357024
Smoking Area
Wifi Available
Open Mon―Sun 10:00am-3:00am

Armin Only Mirage Tour in Beirut 2011: A Dream Come True

Taken by Gino Raidy

75000 divine beats, 20000 adoring fans, 540 minutes of dancing, 49 world-class artists, 5 massive mobile and rotating LED screens and 1 man who has woven the soundtrack of my life, and the life of so many other people around the world.

Taken by Gino Raidy

In 2007, when I opened a separate secondary bank account for the sole purpose of accumulating enough savings to go abroad and watch the next, and probably last, Armin Only Tour, I never ever expected it to come to Beirut. The Imagine Armin Only Tour was history, and I was planning to be part of the next chapter. The minute I heard the news, I went down and bought the Diamond Ticket with the number 0011 and I was ready for January 22.

The weeks flew by and MixFM did a good job explaining that Armin Only wasn’t just another event, but that it was a major concept by Armin himself, done in only a few select cities around the world.

I was supposed to meet my favorite artist for lunch at Roadster’s DownTown, which I have Hady and Randa to thank for. But Armin’s perfectionist attitude towards his work kept him at the venue with no time to spare. I was lucky enough to meet and get to know Eller van Buuren, Michiel Elbricht and the Bagga Bownz and Armin crew, which was awesome!

The venue was superb. The entrance took a bit too long; the drinks-voucher-ticket exchange thing is something the guys can’t seem to replace with a more efficient policy. But that didn’t really matter, everyone was just eager to get inside. On that note, allow me to mention that people were incredibly punctual. I got there at 7, parked my car and took a little nap before doors opened at 9. At 9:10, there were already hundreds lined up in the cue and growing steadily.

The stage was enormous and stretched between the two east entrances of BIEL. To the left and right of the stage were the platinum seated areas, and above those the gold ticket seated sections. Directly in front of the stage was the diamond section, where I stood for the many hours last night. Behind the 8-meter wide diamond section was the silver section, which included the rest of hall A and the entire hall B of BIEL.

The DJ booth was triangular, with a suspended 5x5m LED screen behind it, and two other identical LED screens that covered up the DJ section, but could roll and rotate on the specially built rigs. To top it all off, two other huge LED screens flanked the other 3 massive screens.

The booth itself was lined with LED lights that changed with the general VJ theme. The visuals were spectacular and dynamic, never getting boring and not diverting attention from the music and shows, but instead successfully complementing the mood and feeling with color and animation.

At 10, the heavy music started, and the opening was with Markus Schulz’ Perception, the original mix. Followed by Cosmic Gate’s legendary Exploration of Space. Then, the real treat was Eller, seated because of his broken foot, playing La Chicana on his electric guitar, putting everyone in the mood. In between those, rigs were set up on the sides of the DJ booth with ski boots, and dancers in a very weird costume were swaying with the music with superhuman rigidity and balance.

Take a Moment was next, with the very emotional Virtual Friend a few minutes later. I Don’t Own You heralded visuals of a huge cathedral, with “Armin Only Mirage” on the door. Now, the show became serious. The album’s cover track, Mirage, began, with the dancers, the band and the artists slowly being revealed as the two massive rotating LED screens pulled back, revealing the stage’s many levels, as Mirage’s instrumental segment sent everyone into a frenzy of jumping, waves and cheering. Then, the man of the night, the person everyone had come to witness, appeared, elevated slowly on a platform…

Armin then took to the decks, and at 1:00AM, Vanessa Mae’s White Bird was Armin’s way of starting his set. After that classic Trance favorite, a giant lens shutter on the screens shifted and shaped as Armin tweaked everything to Full Focus.

After a host of the new tracks on Armin’s new Mirage, an A State of Trance 2009 track, Tuvan by Gaia, brought back fond memories of Armin’s two 2009 appearances. It was almost 2:00AM now, and the giant LED screens moved and rotated, altering the stage in preparation for Christian Burns’ performance of This Light Between Us.

At this point, the first peak of the night (for me at least) was Armin playing This World is Watching Me. This song is one of my absolute favorites and when it was played, the period from 2004 to 2011 suddenly came into focus, and I remembered how long I’ve been in love with this music, with the Trance Family.

A few tracks later, Armin grabbed a camera from behind the decks and started filming us, with a live feed of the crowd being blended into the visuals on the giant LED screens.

Next, it was Not Giving Up On Love, with live vocals by the gorgeous Sophie Ellis Bextor on stage as the lyrics unfolded on the mobile screens and each and every single fan was singing along to. It’s actually very hard to pinpoint exactly when the peaks were, for the night was magnificent all round, with everyone staying there well after the show was over, all the while dancing, taking photos and singing as the dancers, band, singers and Armin dazzled with show after show of ingenious artistry and performance skills with original and never-before-seen concepts in Lebanon.

Then the gorgeous Nadia Ali came on stage to lend her sublime vocal talent to Feels So Good. The costumes, choreography and stage presence was a far cry from what we usually expect from dance events, with an all-out concert routine performed as Armin worked his magic on the decks.

It was around 5:00AM now, and Armin played a remix of Use Somebody, to the delight of everyone present. At 5:30, an energetic and violent drums solo by Koen Herfst added the beauty of raw music into the magic of synthetic sound, creating the harmony Armin has so successfully incorporated into Mirage with the help of Bagga Bownz.

Next, keyboards and synths were set up next to the DJ booth, and a live music set with Paul van Dyk’s For An Angel had everyone humming along with the Trance classic. Just then, the LED screens started folding back, revealing Michiel Eilbracht with his guitar, sampling Seven Nation Army by the White Stripes with Armin’s bass, kicks and snares in a superb guitar solo.

At 6:00, the intense night of perfect performances and even better music went retro, with some of Armin’s earliest masterpieces… Shivers, sung live as a Lebanese flag adorned with the Armin Only Mirage logo and the Trance Family signature fluttered on stage with the backdrop of red lasers and visuals.

Then, another timeless classic, Sail, followed by an intimate, acoustic remake of Burned With Desire, sung by all three singers separately, and played by Bagga Bownz as Armin sat and watched, with Eller van Buuren’s amazing classic guitar rendition of the track that made us fall in love with Armin van Buuren all those years ago.

It’s also important to mention that Armin took the time to Remember Love, and the victims of the tragedy at last year’s Love Parade, kneeling before the LED screen showing a message in support of the victims’ families and those injured as Remember Love played, with signs and tshirts by the Lebanese Trance Family showing they’ll always “Remember Love”

All in all, Armin Only was everything I had expected it to be. And I had expected a whole lot. It is by far the best event I have ever been to, and probably the best I’ll ever go to. It was an honor to have participated in an Armin Only Tour, especially one on my home soil. With turmoil and trouble only meters away outside the doors, everyone was able to ecape their normal lives and worries for 9 beautiful hours, leaving them chanting “we want more!” to an exhausted Armin Only crew, well after the sun had risen over a tumultuous Beirut, rigged with uncertainty and instability, whose people yearn for nothing but happiness, love and Trance music.

We Love You Armin, thank you =) and thank you MixFM and everyone who helped bring this tour to Lebanon and make so many dreams come true!

Here are the best pictures I took on the night =D feel free to share, but link back if you can =)

Classic Burger Joint Opens in Jal el Dib

First, allow me to acknowledge CBJ’s complete unbiased attitude. I recently discovered that my ambivalent review of the Sodeco branch has been featured on their website here along with reviews from other Lebanese websites and bloggers. Compared to other reviewees I’ve encountered, that was truly commendable from CBJ’s part. Now, don’t get me wrong, my review wasn’t negative, it was just that I was upset with the Pepsi being 2,500 LBP =P reread it here

I was pleasantly surprised to learn that CBJ, like so many other awesome businesses, is opening in the Northern Suburbs of Beirut. More specifically, in Jal el Dib. I’ve taken the liberty of attaching the map CBJ put on their website, to help you guys get your bearings when you wanna go try it for yourselves.

The chosen venue was very similar to the Sodeco one, with the restaurant not exactly on the main highway, but just around the corner, giving the familiar homy-feel to the place. I was skeptical about the staff, cause as I expected, Teta stayed in Sodeco. However, the Jal el Dib guys were just as courteous and amicable and made us feel comfortable in no time.

The size, tables and seating is also very similar to Sodeco, with the trademark mayonnaise-ketchup-mustard-pickles-and-other-stuff shelves above the kitchen counter on one side, and the hand-painted windows on the opposite side.

What I did not like though was the valet parking. It’s awesome not wasting time searching for a parking spot, but I would’ve preferred having the very vague hope of finding a parking spot in front of the CBJ branch. Given the residential location though, I’d understand how a granny might park their for several months at a time, so the valet parking did not really hinder my dining experience.

One awesome thing that’s different though is that the place is packed, but there was no 30 or 40-minute cue like in Sodeco. It seems not enough people know about the Jal el Dib branch yet, or that the first bout of excitement has passed, with CBJ becoming the familiar favorite you can go to anytime, instead of the must-try craze you need to go to now.

… and they do them good too. I had the mushroom-swiss burger, again, and even though it was tough to handle and I had to cut it in half like a sissy, the burger was sublime. The meat patty was just right and the mushroom sauce was superb. That, combined with the cheese, the delicious burger buns and the trademark CBJ fries made for an exceptional dinner at a reasonable price (unlike similar places that opened later, with an honestly outrageous price tag. Plus, all meat is imported, so, cut the crap posers =P)

This time around though, I had a bottle of water, not Pepsi. I still believe the Pepsi is outrageously priced, but then again, I don’t need the extra calories and diet pepsi tastes like detergent, so you’re probably better off just having water, or maybe an Alamaza.

Verdict: Loved it, closer to where I live, perfect casual place for a good burger and maybe even watching a football game?

Price: Very fair compared to some new competitors

Atmosphere: Busy (but less than Sodeco), non-smoking (huge plus), and very friendly

Staff: Very courteous and friendly

Food: I loved the Swiss-Mushroom burger. The burgers are also extremely customizable, so if the preset menu doesn’t suit you, you can manage coming up with something you’ll like.

Headphone Isolation: An Dash of Social Neuroscience


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Headphones are without a doubt one of the propellors of modern personal entertainment. The idea of having your own personal stereo that, for one is just for your ears, and two, tunes out all the distractions around you, is quite an appealing one. I personally own several sets, each with a specific purpose (and price-tag) depending on where and why I’m using it. I’m a fan of headphones, but for those who aren’t, plenty of less obtrusive devices exist and are used, such as earphones of course, and the recent fad of earbuds, which are inserted deep into the ear canal. I hate earbuds, they’re annoying, though they’re just as efficient, if not more so than headphones, at doing something: isolating us.

Others become mere obstacles, in this "urban trance" we become under

The importance of our social lives and interactions are often left for the non-scientific world to tackle and as a result, the field has garnered skepticism and led to it not being taken seriously. But, day after day, the impact of our interactions with others around us becomes clearer. The brain, the most complex object in the universe and our least-understood system,is made to interact with other brains like it. In fact, it does so without us even catching on until after the deed is done and connection established .

That sounds sort of sketchy, and maybe not something you’d expect me to be saying, but the evidence is overwhelming and I’m fascinated with this field of social neuroscience that seems to be so integral in who we are and how we behave, feel, think, plan, decide and so much more.

Emotions were poorly understood processes and considered worlds and universes apart from our physiological states. That is as far as possible from the truth, with research and evidence in the past decade indicating that apart from altering our physiological states, emotions can even alter our immune system’s response. Talk about “giving up on life” and actually dying when sick. Depression and sadness trigger the release of certain blood-borne substances (stress hormones) that can hamper the gene expression of immune system cells and components. Some bacteria and viruses are known to trigger mood disorders in patients, with obsessive compulsive behavior, depression and even mania being directly linked to certain microorganism infections. So, the science of emotions actually is a science that intertwines with our biology, and systems once thought alien, such as the immune and nervous systems, are in fact very much in tune.

If you haven’t read my article on mirror neurons, you might want to do that now. Here, I’d like to mention a remarkable study of a stroke victim, whose eyes and optical nerves were perfectly intact, but the link between the optical nerves and the occipital lobe (at the back of the brain where stimuli from the eyes are translated into images) had been lost. So, the cameras were working, but the HDMI cable wasn’t connected to the TV. Researchers then showed the man photos of either angry or happy individuals while the patient was in an fMRI (functional magnetic resonance imaging, which shows oxygen-consumption in the brain in realtime). The surprising result was that the brain regions of the patient corresponded with the ones that would’ve been stimulated if the person himself was feeling those emotions. Now, the fact that mirror neurons imitate emotions and brain states of people we observe, even if we weren’t under the same stresses or circumstances, is not new. However, the fact that a “blind” man could also activate his mirror neuron system (MNS) in tandem with photos shown to him, proves that our brain bypasses the occipital lobe for that matter, and goes straight to the amygdala (almond-like region involved in emotions), prepping us to better understand the state of the person in front of us before we ever engage in conversation or more in-depth observation.

In other words, you don’t need to see a smile, frown or long face to calculate consciously the state of another person, your brain primes itself before you can even assemble the image in your occipital lobe or before talking to the person and assessing his emotional state verbally. In fact, you don’t even need to translate the visual stimuli into images for you to pick up on the mood. This illustrates the intricate systems and mechanisms that our brains have developed over time for our social intelligence capabilities.

However, when we are faced with such evidence, we often also hear of stories of incomprehensible and unbelievable cases where humans show zero emotion, total disregard and even fatal negligence of other people’s states or emotions. Our increased tolerance to other people’s emotions, and more importantly misfortunes, is due to many things. One of them is probably our new urban lifestyles. Each day, you and I encounter dozens if not hundreds or thousands of people in our daily commutes, classes or work. Maybe as a child, you would have stopped and probed “why” when you saw a homeless person or beggar. Today, I’d pass through Bliss Street, and I probably wouldn’t grant them a glance. Everyone else seems to do so too, and the unlucky few who fall into their gaze, are often compelled to hand them some spare change. It’s not that I’m an inconsiderate ass, it’s that there are too many homeless people in my every day life to be able to dedicate enough attention and connect with them all. The controversy and rumors surrounding those people also works against them when it comes to acknowledgment and connection. But it’s not just homeless people that get that cold shoulder, everyone else does too, with people maneuvering around me just as I do around them, unless of course I know them or have a class with them, in which case it depends on the person and how close we are.

This connecting is one we often try to repress, that’s because it is overwhelming in our crowded modern environments, and we’d rather treat others as mere obstacles in our way to work or class. With our headphones on, we have an excuse to merely walk around someone in need or someone seeking to engage us or talk to us. This has reached a point where smiling at a stranger, or initiating friendly conversation is frowned upon or questioned for ulterior motives, and it often is tainted with such motives, with the amicable and unsolicited connector needing a pen or your wifi-connected laptop.

Now, I’m not asking for a hippie-style love-fest of emotional expression with complete strangers, for most of them are indeed too stupid or not worth your time. However, consider these few scenarios which I’m pretty sure you never gave a second thought to.

If your waiter is smiling and has a positive tone to his or her voice. You will spend your meal talking about how nice he or she was, and how the service is good and the place is awesome. That simple smile and tiny bit of happiness in a voice is incredibly contagious. Unfortunately, this is not the only contagious emotion, with the negative ones being just as contagious or even more so. For example, a pompous bouncer who treats you like scum and gives you a hard time going into a club will probably ruin your evening there, even if the drinks, music, friends and atmosphere are just perfect inside.

So, emotions are surprisingly contagious, and I’ve began to experiment with that in my daily life. Try to smile at someone you don’t know and observe their reaction. My trials have seen them split between genuinely uneasy, confused and often embarrassed smiles back. How unfortunate. If I’m upset or angry on my way to pick up a friend, my voice’s innotation will mean the world to our outing or plans. My anger will be immediately detected, even before actually addressing it, and thus spoil our meeting. The complete opposite can happen too, and that’s what I’ve tried as well. After going to the airport to pick up a friend, I had quarreled with the insufferable police officer there several times. He was writing up a fine, and I wasn’t able to reach my friend’s mobile, which it turns out she forgot abroad. It was also pouring rain. You can imagine my frustration, but as soon as I spotted her, I gave her a big smile and spoke in a very upbeat manner. Seconds later, she was too.

As with many things in life, I fail to appreciate them fully until I understand, or at least begin to understand, how they work scientifically, more specifically biologically and even more specifically neurologically. I’m happier now, and I make those around me happier too. What I would’ve dismissed as silly self-help fodder, is now a scientifically-explainable phenomenon, which I plan to exploit fully, and advise you to do too.

So, don’t isolate yourself with a pair of headphones. Interact with people, spread the contagion you want and do what our cognitive brains have evolved to do: connect.

Hopefully, I’ll write more about this fascinating branch of social neuroscience, depending whether or not you guys find it as interesting as I do.