When someone says: "I heard you led a group of people singing We are the World Thursday night" there's a chance you've made an arse of yourself and made sure there were enough witnesses around to allow the story to get out. For the record I'd like to say that I didn't lead anyone and I had been drinking for about eight hours at that point, so my judgement might have been a bit clouded.
But Thursday night was actually one of the most fun nights out I've had in a long time. It started at Bryggeriet with the third ABCBC meeting. There were eight of us including two newbies (Snuf and Jimbo's Corner), who I actually talked to the most. Because I'm all about meeting new people. And talking.

So we hung out for about four hours and talked about Danish weblogs, Copenhagen blogger communities, music, movies, this, that and the other, and then I continued out into the nightlife with a friend. We hung out at Ris Ras, which was packed with familiar faces and then made our way to Den Høje, where drinking eventually paved the way for people standing around arm in arm singing songs like We are the World. Both the ABCBC meeting and the café hopping really was a lot of fun, but it took its toll on me, which I think was quite apparent, when Martin came by the next day to return my book.

Also, this weekend I've tried to get through some more movies I haven't seen, so I rented Novocaine and Gosford Park and saw them Saturday. And I'm going to watch Amelie and The Believer tonight (I thought a movie with Young Hercules as a Nazi could compensate for watching a frou-frou art house chick flick).
Novocaine was decent enough, but it wasn't exactly The Spanish Prisoner. Still, I've been a fan of Steve "I like to punt on first" Martin for a long time, so whenever he decides to do movies that doesn't feature Goldie Hawn or his daughter getting married I'm usually there.

Gosford Park was really good, though. It's packed with great British actors and actresses and even Ryan Phillippe was good in it. Up until this movie I hadn't seen any evidence to suggest that he could act his way out of a paperbag, but I for one thought his Scottish accent in this movie was very believable. The movie got a bit confusing at times, because there are so many people in it, which made it hard to remember, who was related to whom. And I thought Stephen Fry's character was far to silly. But other than that it was really good.

First The Raveonettes got hyped to the max and now it could happen to another Crunchy Frog act, Junior Senior. Their single, Move Your Feet, has been a hit in Scandinavia for ages and now it seems Radio One has picked it up and made it Record of the Week. I haven't heard their record, but this song is damn catchy.

And finally it was cool to see Michael Chiklis, Tony Shalhoub, and Larry David win Golden Globes last night. Maybe now their shows will get picked up over here. Oh, and by the way... Crack kills!