Full of Function
Still uncertain about the Hua Hin Jazz Festival. Obviously, I can find information about LAST year's, but there is still precious little about THIS year's, and what I have is contradictory.
From an email I received yesterday from The Sofitel in Hua Hin:
"Normally Jazz Festival will be 1st weekend of June and it will be full of function and very crowded."
Full of function. Love it. But they didn't say FOR CERTAIN that these are the dates, rock hard, finished...
Then Dan pointed out in a comment that according the Thailand Tourism Authority, it's on the 2nd Weekend of June! But there is no link to any other confirmatory information!
Which is right? It's so frustrating! How am I supposed to plan and let people know - time is flying and flying time is limited - it's going to be a nightmare if I am still unsure of the dates... And I've already booked my flights for the 1st weekend, so I might have to change...
Nuts to this.
OK so let's leave that issue for the moment, as I can't do anything except keep scouring the web for more updates on a regular basis.
I'm heading off to Sentosa in a minute or two (as soon as the head stops thumping) to check things out and consider booking KM8 for the afternoon of my birthday. Beach party, Jaccuzi, champagne, sand in awkward bodily crevices, sunstroke, oppressive authoritarian government; all the elements for a great afternoon.
After a coupla too many martini's at Morton's (yes Indy, a "martini" should have gin, vermouth and olives in it by default - you say the word "martini" to a barman and that's what you should get [except in Italy were you get a straight vermouth and ice]) we ended up in a quiet but cool Hideout last night and I told Andre and his cute new girlfriend (a part-time psychologist who specializes in mid-life crises for drunken expats) that we'd move back there after the KM8 party...
Hey, I meant it at the time.
[apologies for the typos in this: I have a really bad cold and can hardly type or read due to constant sneezing and/or dripping nose]
OTHER MONKEYS SAID
Except when said gin is replaced with vodka. Just plain vodka, not sissy flavoured shite. And the vermouth should be poured into the shaker alone, shaken to just coat the ice cubes and sidewalls, then drained before the vodka (or gin, depending upon mood) is allowed into the shaker.
And olives should be stuffed with bleu cheese!
A martini with gin is called a "martini". A martini with vodka is called a "vodka martini" and is reserved for Patrick Bateman-type American-pseudo-psychos and is gay. End of story.
Except to say that martinis which don't have the requisite half shot of vermouth (MARTINI would be a good brand) in them are called "a glass of gin" or "a glass of vodka" (also gay).
The olives should be stufffed by aged Sicilian grandmothers, all in black, muttering prayers of omerta for the souls of their lost 'famiglia' as whispers of fumes from Mt Etna descend into the pickle jar: the true 'dirty' martini has volcanic ash in it...
get well soon yo! :)
So have you decided where you're having the shindig?