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Removals: – £ + bartering = ?



As part of REMOVALS, a series of events in which THINGS at the Café at Antenna Studios will be subtracted; on Sunday 11th of March, MONEY will be taken away, with alternative forms of value negotiated.In simple terms, this means that if you would like tea, coffee, or cake, you will need to barter – come prepared with things with which to swap them for!!

Items gained by the cafe at the end of the day will be photographed and / or exhibited at the cafe throughout the following week.

REMOVALS is a design research project by Georgina Cook  ( Drumzofthesouth / Café @ Antenna Studios) which aims to test and expand on ideas related to transition, adaption and “elimination, by design,” as proposed by the Australian theorist and farmer Tony Fry.

Cafe Thing @ Antenna Studios
Bowyers Yard, Haynes Lane
Crystal Palace, London
SE19 3AN

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Next Café Session…

Cafe session

L*** letter to…

I was given a blast of Red String, I won’t say it’s tied me up, cos that implies possession or pain, or devouring, none of which is occurring. Wrapped in red string is perhaps more suitable, and apt for this week; a woman wrapped, softly in red string. This shade , I imagine.

What is happening in fact is that I finally have an excuse to write a letter that I’ve been wanting to write (with the small chance of me doing / reading anything with any real focus or merit right now being another excuse).

Prior to sitting down to do this, my red string spider friend had suggested that I make a card for “somebody special.” I smiled and knew that I’d already decided to write a letter to South London.

Now I’m doing it, I realise it’s actually also to friends, family, place & the things that link them. Isn’t it always?

Where to begin?



6.  _Thing_

The Story So Far

After 2010 Par LDN.


Dear S. LDN

6 months after 2 final weeks in Paris spent drifting, wrapping up loose ends in my head and pencilling new ones on a piece of paper around the word “café,” I’m back.

Apt that it was written in a bubble, as that what I’ve been in since returning; a bubble which occasionally bumps into others- one called “College aka MA in WTF with New Extended Family” and a smaller one named “The Overground aka Norwood J-CP-New Cross-Dalston-The Wick.”

Funny how they all interact, these bubbles, just like the 3 ecologies – environmental, mental & social. Which one is which in this instance? It could be debated; undoubtedly all are all; yet there’s “Café” announcing it’s the environmental – where I spend most of my time, being, talking, doing, thinking, listening, tasting, sensing. (working implies wear & tear.)

Between a large long wooden bar and a mirrored Palace. It’s a curious position.

I’m faced with anybody you wish to send into the room; truly faced with them and repeatedly, be they – looking for the studios next door, or neighbouring book palace; delivering parcel or object, on a defined quest for chocolate cake, recalling the going-ons of the time since the last time I faced them, the going-ons of the triangle; flirting gently, sadly with palm glued to forehead; comically (“FYI: I’m snorting a marshmallow up by nose”) or cloyingly with questions about the meaning of l***. Sometimes, it’s business meetings, sometimes bleeding fingers picking heart strings, with stories of x’s; with those in search of counsel, those willing to counsel; those who buzz.

But most simply South LDN, I’m faced with serving you a drink.

It all starts with a drink. That, or directions. (“Through the car park, up the top of the lane and then right or left and then right,” / “It’s just here, I’ll show you.”)

I’ve lost a thread or two.

Another ecology. The mental. The masters. Hmmm. Sometimes it looks like this in my head

image sometimes like this:


& this .

Occasionally, it’s some old dead white dude called Ranciere (, sometimes agonism, sometimes anarchism (wanted, needed); the Heygate Estate:

Garage Typography


Sometimes New cross & Deptford; a football head man un-selling you tea or hot chocolate at a free café (below) ;an un-customer-customer called “G.” who has “a very massive sound system,” clashing, subtedly with “A.” from Iran who came here for his girlfriend whose teenage daughter got pregnant by a man that A. eventually got in a fight with & thus ended up in prison.

Free Café

It’s Coco, (the café cat), sitting at the end of the bar, gently, her head in nature; Donny Sunshine helping to build a den; making me long to learn or even be Italian, pondering life and sound, affirming & testing my “capo” abilities; Christina, listening and questioning words with a look of confidence which earns her the title Auntie; Youngheehee giggling, Isa walking through Soho telling a man to Fuck Off, leading us astray, to Haringey (O Hai North, there you are). It’s the others, less present (so far).

The social? Well, that’s a large part of the last paragraph; the bubbles overlapping. And Hackney:


and scraps & pubs of Crystal Palace triangle:

Loveoui. (Numidie)

There’s something missing, no? A fourth ecology?


There’s some behind me. “Organic” rum, gin and vodka, Breezy’s black cherry bourbon, JD, brandy, absinthe. I tasted a stronger absinthe at Numidie a few weeks ago, willingly spiked with hot sugar and dark, black in fact. I didn’t realise until some time after that it had kissed me before knocking me over, leaving me with a headache & laughter in my core, 16 bruises and wanting more.    I didn’t intend on that rhyming, I promise.


Pronunciation: /rʌɪm/

Translate rhyme | into French | into German | into Italian | into Spanish

Definition of rhyme


[mass noun]

  • correspondence of sound between words or the endings of words, especially when these are used at the ends of lines of poetry:poetic features such as rhythm, rhyme, and alliteration
  • [count noun] a short poem in which the sound of the word or syllable at the end of each line corresponds with that at the end of another:Harriet sang Ben little rhymes
  • rhyming poetry or verse:the clues were written in rhyme
  • [count noun] a word that has the same sound as another:‘gravel’ can be interpreted as an absurd rhyme for ‘travel’


[no object]

  • (of a word, syllable, or line) have or end with a sound that corresponds to another:balloon rhymes with moon(as adjective rhyming)rhyming couplets
  • (of a poem or song) be composed in rhyme:the poem would have been better if it rhymed
  • [with object] (rhyme something with) put a word together with (another word that has a corresponding sound), as when writing poetry:I’m not sure about rhyming perestroika with balalaika
  • literary compose verse or poetry:Musa rhymed and sang

Red string.

How complicated it must seem to others, but to me it’s one of the simplest existences we’ve had so far, LDN. Freedom and space to fill and only one night of boredom in 6 months:


+ one or two wobbles, one leading to a wobbly map and the other to affirmations:

Express the mind

Don’t get stuck

Be direct

Instincts are not to be ignored

Own yourself


Nice one.

Anyway, this was meant to be a l*** letter to you, South London. I don’t know how to write l*** really but it’s all here, somewhere.

With Parakeets,

GC xxxx

P.s. Quote of the day: “I love my wife! Why would I buy her a Valentine’s card?”

THIS FRIDAY (Nov 9th!)

I’m very excited about this! I saw Tanya in Paris some time ago with her side project Yult and it was outstanding. She’s extremely original! Daisy Beau who appeared at the café some time ago (and packed it out!) will be returning to support Tanya.

Grab your tickets here and early to avoid disappointment!

Jono McCleery at Antenna Studios, October 6th

The Café Thing at Antenna Studios is proud to present JONO McCLEERY & The Dans with support from Joss Price.

pic by Nick Hopper

Jono McCleery, a London based solo artist signed to Ninja Tune, completed his first album ‘Darkest Light’ independently in 2008 which was self-produced and funded by fans, including folk-star Vashti Bunyan and BBC radio DJs Tom Robinson and Fiona Talkington, and is now available worldwide on iTunes.

His most recent album ‘There Is’ is out now, and has been described as “Miles Davis, Massive Attack, John Martyn, Fink, and Radiohead wrapped up in one exquisitely produced album.” (Joss Price)

Entry is £7 and as there is a very limited capacity, so it’s advised to purchase in advance!

Tickets available here:

Address: Antenna Studios, Bowyers Yard, Haynes Lane, Crystal Palace, London, SE19 3AN

Nearest Transport – Gipsy Hill BR or Crystal Palace (Overground). Served by buses 3, 122, 157, 202, 227, 249, 322, 358, 363, 410, 417 432 & 45

(pic by Nick Hopper)