So, I'm sitting at home tonight, nursing a kidney infection, which feels, well, like someone kicked ya in the kidneys. Anyways, friend Edy (yes the Italian one for those in the know) pops up on MSN; his flatmate is at this bar in Little Portland Street called Social...I've never been, apparently I'm not cool enough for Social, although I'm definitely SOCIAL...anyways, I digress. Flatmate is sitting next to "Bjork and Aphex Twin." I happen to like quirky little Bjork and start making noises about how Edy's flatmate should go get me an autograph. Many cell phone calls ensue. Flatmate won't do it. So Edy, being the good man that he is, heads out the door to get it FOR me.
Anyways, it wasn't quite a success...Bjork totally refused (she "doesn't do that"), even when Edy showed her his crutches to get the sympathy scrawl (he's nursing a broken ankle), so out came the camera phone, and the above semi-visible pic was snapped. She wasn't with Aphex Twin, she was with Chris Cunningham, and apparently their level of sobriety was questionable. Although she could have made my dying kidney's wish come true. Props to Edy for trying. I'm totally deleting Bjork off my IPOD.
Other random C-list celeb sightings at Social: Richard X, and Leonardo di Caprio's ugly stand-in.
Anyways, it wasn't quite a success...Bjork totally refused (she "doesn't do that"), even when Edy showed her his crutches to get the sympathy scrawl (he's nursing a broken ankle), so out came the camera phone, and the above semi-visible pic was snapped. She wasn't with Aphex Twin, she was with Chris Cunningham, and apparently their level of sobriety was questionable. Although she could have made my dying kidney's wish come true. Props to Edy for trying. I'm totally deleting Bjork off my IPOD.
Other random C-list celeb sightings at Social: Richard X, and Leonardo di Caprio's ugly stand-in.