All Stories
Everything we've published, newest first.
A tour of India’s Golden Triangle: Immortal beloved
Humanity divides in two, according to Vinee: those who have seen the Taj and those who have not. Seen from the tower where Shah Jahan ended.
Rodel Tapaya and Marina Cruz: Two for the road of art
Contemporary Filipino artists Rodel Tapaya and Marina Cruz on folklore, memory, and building an artistic life together in Bulacan.
Rock of ages
Retracing the Holy Family’s flight through Egypt: cave churches, four monasteries in Wadi El Natrun, and a bible that floated up the Nile.
Salsa Night in the Land of Pharaohs
We are really nowhere men after a hard day’s night, but at this hour, by the tomb of Tutankhamun, there shall be dancing.
Get Your Kicks On Route 666
Noel Gallagher on his first guitar, the Cure’s longest set, a reporter who mistook Fergie for Apl.de.ap: an album of crazy diamonds met along the way.
‘Rivo-lution’ no. 9
Rene Rivo is the Yoda of audio. The man behind Hyperaudio on hotrodding tube amps, tweaking Thorens turntables, and why vinyl never quite died.
Further adventures in hi-fi: Or ‘And he’s buying a stereo to heaven’
Feel the derision of audiophiles once they find out you owned a piece of Bose equipment at any point in your life. It’s like the Mark of Cain.
27 or so encounters with the weird
Ghost sightings, haunted Parador hotels, and weird encounters in Malabon that prove the living are far scarier than the dead.
Moviemov’s homage to Sergio Leone: How the East was won
Sergio Leone turned the tired cowboy movie into the Spaghetti Western, and its poncho-wearing ghost rode all the way to our own “Adobo Western.”
Houses of the Holy
Floating on the Dead Sea, ten seconds inside the Holy Sepulchre, and a rabbi’s joke about the price of a phone call to God.
26 girlfriends I never had
Twenty-six women, none of them his: near-misses, five-second flames and unrequited muses, ending with an art student called Racer G.
Tales of the Weird on the way to Santiago
A reanimated chicken, a gothic coop, a hostel room for snorers, and hammering on a hotel wall at 3 a.m. with nobody in the next room.