ha, ha, ha found this old selfie from when me and my wife (former now) just had moved to Vienna, we still hadn´t found a permanent home but lived in a Brazilians woman´s flat which we rented in Margareten on Spengergasse if I remember it rightly???
I still haden´t gotten all of my artist stuff which was still in boxes so I had a lot of free time when my wife was at work, the small apartment was quick to clean and I still enjoyed going to the shop to try out all the new food stuff offered in this new country and then I would make some food for my wife to be ready when she came home, which she never liked, either it was to fatty or wrong in some other way, it was hard starting to cook veggie when you had been a meat-o-saur for all but six months previously in my life...
Since I had a lot of time I had loads of time to walk around and ingulf all of the new culture I got exposed to, sometimes it ended at some local pub, I wanted to learn good immigrant-austrian-german so I thought talking to people at the pub to people helped and it did, but my wife wasn´t as eager of me learning Astro-Deutsch in that manner, she usually told me off!
Especially once when I was just out shopping groceries in the local shop then I heard Keyboard and a violin.
so I walked in that direction and saw a scene with Mosa Sisic and his Band with Harry Stoika Performing, despite the small crown of people consisting of a junkie a drunk some girls and me,
still despite that he performed for such a small number of people he play that violin like he was possessed by Den Teufel himself!
I thought luxury music deserves good wine, so I forgot about shopping for food and bought a bottle of wine...
Being from such a country where you are starved of such culture I thought this was a one-off occasion which I later would learn wasn´t the case in VIENNA!
...so when I returned home medium pissed and full of joy from the wonderful music I had absorbed I discovered my wife at home and I wanted to tell her about the wonderful band I just had seen, but she was just telling me off for not having cooked any food for her... :)
I loved Margareten and the time we stayed there, actually it is one of my favorite districts in Vienna...
So why the mustasch? well before we moved to Vienna me and my wife had a stereotypical image of an Austrian and we thought all Viennas population was Austrian and our stereotypical picture was a fat man with a mustache and Lederhosen, so I started growing a lip-snail to fit in, also my wife thought it would make me look more butch since I was still rather camp at that time!
/ Peace and Noise!
/ MushroomBrain once Viennese forever Viennese
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