Last night was A’s launch at Electric Blue. It’s a gallery and a hairdressers. Only one place but the best in town. The DJ was under the stairs with a laptop, taking up less space than ever. The wine was pink and slightly toxic.

Last night was A’s launch at Electric Blue. It’s a gallery and a hairdressers. Only one place but the best in town. The DJ was under the stairs with a laptop, taking up less space than ever. The wine was pink and slightly toxic. The art was shiny and bright and full colour.

Last night I spoke to people in Uraguay, Russia and Denmark on email and thought nothing of it. Till I noticed.
The local and the global, physical and virtual intertwined. A London street and a wire that spans the globe. An electric pulse, a beating heart, some kind of community. Where did the haircut end and the download begin?