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Oct. 17th, 2019 10:34 am
► HOUSING
12 Main Street | Brahms
Eliot lives, with Quentin, in a ramshackle bungalow style home featuring 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, and a basement. It was decidedly very 70s at one point and it shows in the bright colors and retro brick finishes.
The porch is nice to kick back on on a hot day and wave at people on the street, but the front flowerbeds need some major resuscitation and curiously there's a patch of climbing poison ivy on the side of the house that Josh coudln't for the life of him get control of. It seems determined to stay right where it is. Uh, yeah, maybe don't touch that.
Inside, the house has the feeling of someone who tried to breath some fresh, modern life into a dated design but didn't quite succeed. The warm 70s color palette clashes with the more recent turquoise theme in some places, but at least most of the hideous linoleum and terrible light fixtures are gone. Even so, the air of well lived-in history and fluffy toilet seat covers lingers on.
The kitchen sees a fair bit of use it's probably the heart of the home outside of the spaces he uses to entertain in. It always smells a little bit like weed in the house. To make it feel more like a home-away-from-home, there are some added fun touches to give it that Brakebills peculiarity. Don't be surprised if you see a piece of furniture stuck to the ceiling.
Above all, guests of The Magic Castle can expect to see...
... plants! Lots, and lots, and lots of plants.
Josh, who lived there before them, was a magician that specialized in all things nature. The house is a veritable urban jungle, green friends big and small finding a home on many of the available surfaces, some recognizable from Earth, some not. A cutting of orange crossvine was so happy to be saved from the poison ivy outside that it's now happily threatening to climb a wall by the front door, ready to greet visitors. Others have psychedelic properties. Be careful what you sniff or nibble on. Also: tomatoes.
Thank that Brakebills aesthetic: Eliot has a soft spot for eclectic and the eccentric, and visitors will find that reflected in an an array of quirky decor and design choices throughout.
Spare bedroom 1 and spare bedroom 2 for people who want a place to crash for the night.
The bathroom is the one indulgence Josh had worked the most tirelessly to update and bring into the 21st century because if you've only got the one, it'd better be damn good. Plus, a man needs a nice shower, okay.
If you squeeze out the back door of the house, you'll find yourself in...
The back garden! And perhaps the nicest part of the whole house overall, a small but lushly maintained space with an abundance of sweet-smelling flowers that bloom all year. Here you'll find--surprise, surprise--more outdoor plant life along with some wild growing marijuana. (That said, they keeps the especially potent stuff in his basement where the general public won't stumble into it unawares.)
Half lounge, half workshop, the basement was Josh's drug version of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Here was where he grew, mixed, and tinkered with all manner of his mild-altering secret ingredients, and it's home to Josh's powerhouse strains of pot plants. The other half is comfy seating for when you're hanging out (or can't remember how to work your legs after you've sampled the goods).
Oddly, there are the kind of heavy duty chains it looks like you'd tow semi-trucks with bundled in a corner... don't worry about it.
12 Main Street | Brahms
Eliot lives, with Quentin, in a ramshackle bungalow style home featuring 3 bedrooms, 1 bathroom, and a basement. It was decidedly very 70s at one point and it shows in the bright colors and retro brick finishes.
The porch is nice to kick back on on a hot day and wave at people on the street, but the front flowerbeds need some major resuscitation and curiously there's a patch of climbing poison ivy on the side of the house that Josh coudln't for the life of him get control of. It seems determined to stay right where it is. Uh, yeah, maybe don't touch that.
Inside, the house has the feeling of someone who tried to breath some fresh, modern life into a dated design but didn't quite succeed. The warm 70s color palette clashes with the more recent turquoise theme in some places, but at least most of the hideous linoleum and terrible light fixtures are gone. Even so, the air of well lived-in history and fluffy toilet seat covers lingers on.
The kitchen sees a fair bit of use it's probably the heart of the home outside of the spaces he uses to entertain in. It always smells a little bit like weed in the house. To make it feel more like a home-away-from-home, there are some added fun touches to give it that Brakebills peculiarity. Don't be surprised if you see a piece of furniture stuck to the ceiling.
Above all, guests of The Magic Castle can expect to see...
... plants! Lots, and lots, and lots of plants.
Josh, who lived there before them, was a magician that specialized in all things nature. The house is a veritable urban jungle, green friends big and small finding a home on many of the available surfaces, some recognizable from Earth, some not. A cutting of orange crossvine was so happy to be saved from the poison ivy outside that it's now happily threatening to climb a wall by the front door, ready to greet visitors. Others have psychedelic properties. Be careful what you sniff or nibble on. Also: tomatoes.
Thank that Brakebills aesthetic: Eliot has a soft spot for eclectic and the eccentric, and visitors will find that reflected in an an array of quirky decor and design choices throughout.
Spare bedroom 1 and spare bedroom 2 for people who want a place to crash for the night.
The bathroom is the one indulgence Josh had worked the most tirelessly to update and bring into the 21st century because if you've only got the one, it'd better be damn good. Plus, a man needs a nice shower, okay.
If you squeeze out the back door of the house, you'll find yourself in...
The back garden! And perhaps the nicest part of the whole house overall, a small but lushly maintained space with an abundance of sweet-smelling flowers that bloom all year. Here you'll find--surprise, surprise--more outdoor plant life along with some wild growing marijuana. (That said, they keeps the especially potent stuff in his basement where the general public won't stumble into it unawares.)
Half lounge, half workshop, the basement was Josh's drug version of Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. Here was where he grew, mixed, and tinkered with all manner of his mild-altering secret ingredients, and it's home to Josh's powerhouse strains of pot plants. The other half is comfy seating for when you're hanging out (or can't remember how to work your legs after you've sampled the goods).
Oddly, there are the kind of heavy duty chains it looks like you'd tow semi-trucks with bundled in a corner... don't worry about it.
► SCHEDULE
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