Trippin’ with Prince Language
Welcome to our series, “Trippin’” where we ask people simple travel-related questions and get back amazing answers. Today’s guest is none other than the smooth talking, tall drink of water known as Prince Language. Mr. Language lives in NYC and spends his days holed up in his studio producing remixes and edits for the likes of LCD Soundsystem, The Rapture, Holy Ghost!, Lindstrom, Azari & III and Light Asylum. When he’s not in the studio, Prince Language spends his late, late nights spinning house, disco and rarities to NYC’s finest night owls. Feel free to stalk him over on his Facebook page.
1. Top 5 recommendations (eat, sleep, drink, clubs, things to do) in your city or a city you love
Bills, Sydney — The best breakfast I have ever had in my life was at the Darlinghurst location of Bills last year. I managed to eat there three times in a week! The must-have dishes are the scrambled eggs and the corn fritters. “Scrambled eggs,” you are thinking? Yes. These are the Teddy Pendergrass of scrambled eggs. They also serve the best blend of Earl Grey tea I have ever tasted in my life.
Liverpool House, Montreal — I had one of my most memorable meals of the last few years here last fall. The star was a mind-blowing autumn vegetable salad with greens, pumpkin seeds, roasted butternut squash, parsnips and smoked gouda that I have since made several unsuccessful, yet delicious, attempts at recreating at home. That was followed by quite possibly the best duck breast – in a slightly sweet red wine sauce – that I’ve ever had. Everything our party had was spot-on, and we also have a great selection of oysters from their raw bar. It’s all in a comfortably unpretentious setting – a Montreal take on the Marlow & Sons vibe.
Employees Only, New York City — My good friend and super-chef Julia Jaksic has put together an incredible menu of classic dishes prepared with a nod to her Croatian heritage and a love of meats passed down from her father, a butcher who worked in New York’s Meatpacking District when said activity still occurred there. My favorites are the duck confit salad with Murray’s granola, an absolutely perfect steak tartare, and the Eastern European charcuterie plate. And you cannot miss the cocktails – Igor, the bar’s mastermind, has been creating traditional, unique and amazing drinks for years before all of the gimmicky “mixology” ridiculousness of this young century.
Robert Johnson in Frankfurt — Robert Johnson is your favorite DJ’s favorite club to play. Run by Ata from Playhouse Records, with resident DJs like the great Gerd Jansen who runs Running Back Records, who are so good that you wish you didn’t have play your set after them just so you can keep listening to their music. I got a clue as to what lay in store for me when I experienced an utterly unique tradition of the club – one of the owners cooked an incredible dinner for myself and a few others in the massive industrial kitchen that is the center of their office loft in downtown Frankfurt. This kind of warmth and hospitality is not typical of your usual DJ gig, and it was awesomely unexpected. The club itself is a basically a modestly sized white box with warm, nuanced, and perfect sound, with a wall of glass doors behind the DJ booth that allow for magical sunrise moments for the last hour of the DJ’s set. The patrons are there to dance and listen, and their receptiveness puts DJ’s completely at ease. Perhaps the most humanistic nightclubbing experience in the world next to David Mancuso’s Loft.
Buchhandlung Walther König – Berlin — Aside from records, books are my greatest material weakness. This is one of my favorite bookstores, and probably the best one for art books in the world. The best Berlin location is the one near Museum Island, right around the corner from Hakescher Market in Mitte. They stock a comprehensive selection of new, rare and limited editions. I found a Donald Judd catalog from the 1980s I had been looking for forever, and I love their large remainders section of discounted art and photography catalogs with some absolutely insane deals. Lots of books you will not see anywhere else, and it’s very easy to spend hours in here getting lost the shelves.
2. Favorite hotel anywhere in the world (preferably under $300 USD/night)
Paris – Hotel Amour – I know it’s a tragically hip kind of pick, but how can you not love a place that will put “seating” such as this in your room?
Hotel Amour in Paris, you are a DELIGHT. And your restaurant is really good as well. Bonus points for being a 10 minute cab ride from Gare du Nord, home of my beloved Eurostar train, the best way to avoid those twin hell-holes otherwise known as Charles de Gaulle and Heathrow airports. The ONLY way go between Paris and London.
3. Favorite vacation (beach, mountain, non-city) destination
I’m really bad at taking real vacations because of the amount of traveling that I do for DJing, so when I do get do actual vacation-y things that don’t involve records I am super-excited. Last year when I went to the Coachella festival, myself and crew of good friends escaped into the Mojave Desert for an epic day-trip. Our first stop was the mind-blowing Integratron, which is about an hour’s drive into from the festival site. It’s a two-story white dome in the middle of the desert! We ascended to the second floor to experience the immersive sound bath, a 30 minute ambient sound-scape created by our guide playing the edges of by glass bowls, and recordings of tones that mingle in your ears while you lie down on a blanket underneath the awe-inspiring wooden dome that is the central design element of the structure. Much like the act of the reading that last sentence, the sound bath makes you totally lose track of time, and lulled all of us into a deep nap. After we all came to, each and every one of us reported having dreams where we saw super-vivid colors! Trippy. If you are into getting your mind blown, the Integratron is the place to be. And I didn’t even get around to mentioning the aliens and underground rivers and electromagnetic fields….
Afterwards, being in a visionquest-y mood, we decided to take the long way home, a la Supertramp, and drive through the Mojave for a bit to check out some awesome rock formations that would have been the perfect setting for a Sci-Fi film, before heading for a drive through Joshua Tree National Park just before sunset. I had seen pictures but was definitely not prepared for the awesomeness of the landscape, strewn with surreal rock formations and the namesake trees that sold millions of U2 albums. The twisting state highway and the golden-purple sunset were unforgettable, and I’ve been wanting to go back for a proper camping trip ever since