Housewarming went OFF, btw. But that’s hardly news.
UPDATE: What is news is that it went OFF so much it’s been determined we need another, smaller one this Saturday to contain the fallout. There will be cigars, apparently. (And a Shisha! N – of K & N fame – totally gave me a Shisha for no particular reason. LFN!)
Filed under Genius, Liable For Nothing, Music, w0ot, YouTube
Filed under Art, Music, Photos, The Mishukis
I went to the Meredith Festival on the weekend.
It was awse, and then some.
(From their Frequently Given Answers:
No, it is not possible to sneak in. Vicious dogs and armed mercenaries patrol the fences.
NB This is a total lie.)
(To be continued.)
Filed under Audio, Drugs, Drunkenness, Here Is The News, Music, People, Photos, Signs Of The Apocalypse, w0ot
The Mishukis‘ much-discussed debut LP Everyone’s Too Stupid is available at long last.
You can buy a copy for US$5.50 plus postage, or alternately build your own using these simple instructions.
Filed under Art, Auto-Pimpage, Here Is The News, Music, The Mishukis
I am delighted to announce that on the strength of my genius, I have been invited by the legendary Nada Awad to displace her sister as the second full-time member of Are You Hungry.
I would also like to announce that we will be embarking on a major European tour next month on the back of our award-winning and critically acclaimed quintuple platinum forthcoming album “Chicken Has Gonorrhea”.
It’s true! I really would like to announce that.
Filed under Are You Hungry, Art, Chaos, Genius, Here Is The News, Music, People, The End Is Nigh, w0ot
It’s called “Adam Tenex”. From conception to completion, the entire project took six and a half minutes. I am a genius.
I am going to submit this to Are You Hungry as an audition demo. I think they could use my genius.
UPDATE – I made a better version. This one took about an hour.
I wasn’t planning to originally, but Semi talked me into it on the grounds that the Greens will likely take some seats away from serious politicians, which is always a good cause. I hope he is having fun at Earthcore. I imagine that he is.
I just voted for the Greens whilst tripping on leftover cactus, partly in his honor. I’m sure Bob Brown (with whom I once shared a taxi, whilst dressed as a giant koala – i’m sure it wasn’t just a dream) would not disapprove. I tried to imagine what John Howard would feel. I tried to imagine him feeling pain in some way. How I tried. But all I could see was him going “stupid hippies; ah well, *shrugs*, they will all self-destruct soon enough anyway”, and not understanding at all. Which kind of pissed me off, but did at least make me feel like, in some obscure way, I had not done entirely the wrong thing.
Now I am trying to decide whether to watch The Dark Crystal again. I fell asleep before the end last time.
~ has suggested to me that the girl Gelfling ultimately dies; but I feel sure that this cannot be the whole truth. Henson and Oz would not do that to me. They would not dare.
I will watch their silly movie, in any case. They can bring it. Doesn’t matter if the chick dies; the whole healed-crystal thing redundifies such petty concerns.
Yes, it does.
Filed under Art, Benevolence, Current Affairs, Damage Control, Desperation, Dreams, Drugs, Food, Genius, Heh, Here Is The News, Illusion Of Time, left the puzzle undone, ain't that the way it is, Life Is Good, Movies, Music, Night Time, Nothing, People, Pictures Of Lady J, Self Analysis, Sex, Weblogs, Whack
nb clever peripheral utilization may or may not reveal secret hidden messages
Life is good.
Filed under Art, Benevolence, Current Affairs, Damage Control, Dreams, Drugs, Food, Genius, Heh, Illusion Of Time, Life, Life Is Good, Movies, Music, Night Time, Photos, Self Analysis, w0ot
A can of whoop-ass Hagakure style yo Easy Surface Prep
A Discombobulator of my very own
Two bottles of apparently non-lethal Red Bull concentrate
Two bottles of Arrogant Frog sauvignon blanc
Two delicious, beautifully wrapped and generally special cupcakes (not shown)
Colourful and appealing multimedia art products
A hefty biography of John Fowles, bafflingly enough
A black 30 gigabyte iPod, which was nice
A Brave New World mug
Cards & chocolate
Amongst other things.
Thanks everyone. It was great!
Filed under Benevolence, Death, Drugs, Drunkenness, Evil, Illusion Of Time, Movies, Music, People, Photos, w0ot, Wine Criticism
On the evening before my nite of nites, heh. But hey, I’m young (20), I can get away with that kind of thing.
Anyway. I got tagged with this ages ago. Generally I disregard such things but I actually saved this, against such a time as I would be able to do it.
That time is now.
What’s On Your iPod?
4420 songs (12.4 days, 20.3 GB)
5 videos (28:24 minutes, 248 MB)
0 photos (0 MB)
Sorted by artist
First artist: The 5,6,7,8s
Last artist: Zamfir
(both tracks from the Kill Bill Vol 1 soundtrack, funnily enough)
Sorted by song title
First Song: ‘Cello Song by Nick Drake
Last Song: Zyclon B. Zombie by Throbbing Gristle
Sorted by time
Shortest Song: 0:04, Harmonic Necklace by Penguin Cafe Orchestra
Longest Song: 31:31, All Apologies by Nirvana
Sorted by album
First Album: 13 by Blur
Last Album: Young Team by Mogwai
How many hits when you search for “sex”? 39
How many hits when you search for “death”? 19
How many hits when you search for “love”? 264
How many hits when you search for “angel”? 60
(more than sex & death combined, which is also funny)
How many playlists?
None as yet.
First ten songs that come up on shuffle
1. Singing The Blues by Tricky
2. Good Feeling by Violent Femmes
3. I Am The Resurrection by The Stone Roses
4. Sundrops by Kristin Hersh
5. Fait Accompli by Curve
6. Flying Dutchman by Tori Amos
7. Who Needs The Peace Corps by Frank Zappa
8. Electronic Renaissance by Belle & Sebastian
9. Drive You Home by Garbage
10. A Letter To Elise (Blue Mix) by The Cure
Ten most played songs
(nb these stats are inherited from iTunes and reflect a three-year legacy)
1. Katrina by Killing Heidi (194 plays)
2. The Reflecting God by Marilyn Manson (176 plays)
3. Queer by Garbage (154 plays)
4. Playboy Mommy by Tori Amos (148 plays)
5. For My Lover by Tracy Chapman (124 plays)
6. Watch Your Back by Avant Garde (117 plays)
7. Someday I’ll Find You by Craig Armstrong & The London Symphony Orchestra feat. Shola Ama (112 plays)
8. A Sorta Fairytale by Tori Amos (98 plays)
9. Bad Ambassador by The Divine Comedy (84 plays)
10. I’m With You by Avril Lavigne (79 plays)
I tag LJ (and anyone else reading this with a blog and a proper motherfucking iPod).
Filed under Music, Self Analysis, w0ot
I don’t know if you’re familiar with my Amazon wishlist. But if you are, you’ll know that I’ve lately been looking to reacquire your first album, which I originally bought – much to my girlfriend at the time’s disgust and bemusement – from the Tottenham Court Road Virgin Megastore shortly after it came out in 1998.
It was an indulgent, impulsive and kind of silly purchase.
I’d thought Because We Want To was a brilliant, stunning, classic, etc pop song. (And the way everyone just instinctively knew, well in advance of its release, that it was going to go in at number one and dethrone #$&% Three Lions ’98 was a thing of beauty.)
But, y’know, I’d listened to most of your record on listening posts, and didn’t actually even think it was really all that great.
I was basically a snobby indie kid. And besides, I didn’t like you as much as B*Witched (whose LP, conversely, was the fucking bomb – and could legitimately be said to have changed my life, in a subtle kind of way).
But there was just Something About You. The way you stared piercingly out of the sleeve from under your hair, a paragon of innocent knowingery; and the matching combination you displayed in interviews of unquestionably genuine irrepressible-15-year-old-witnessing-all-her-dreams-coming-true wonderment and an equally unfakeable worldly-wise, seen-it-all intelligence. (And your tits. I liked your tits, also.)
You were just too cool.
And, hey, there were some nice songs on there. I Dream I’m Dancing remains a staple to this day. Honey To The Bee. Couple of good songs.
Sadly, that copy was stolen along with almost all my other CDs a few years later. Somehow, inexplicably, yours felt like one of the ones I was most gutted to lose, even though I could only ever have played it all the way through maybe five or six times.
Flash forward half a decade or so to a couple months ago and I’m watching an early episode of the excellent new series of Dr Who. And I suddenly decide that I want it back. You can’t get all the tracks online anymore. I put it on my wishlist.
Late last week, finalising my previous eBay CD purchase, it occurs to me to search for it, and I find a copy – of the original UK release, with Because We Want To and Girlfriend tracked first, as it should be (although, you know, the US order works, too) – going for 99p, no bids, expiring in four hours. I grab it.
Today it arrived, extraordinarily quickly. I was really thrilled; much more so than I expected to be.
So I bring it inside, and whilst ripping it to the eMac, idly pull your Wikipedia page.
Try to imagine my surprise and delight as my eyes are scanning the opening line of the entry and relay to my brain the hitherto un(consciously)known fact that today is your birthday!
Happy 24th, Billie. Hope you’re having a great one.
Love your work.
Very best wishes,
Teigan
– Exhaustively cleaned the kitchen, the dining room, the hallway, the laundry, and the bathroom.
– Made sixteen phonecalls, took seven phonecalls, attended interviews with three people, and lodged one detailed & tedious application form in pursuit of new revenue streams. Ate dodgy Japanese food on Chapel Street; gawped at people hanging on Chapel Street.
– Visited Bentendo at his new place.
He has a very nice view of the city, which I was unable to photograph for security reasons
– Reincarnated my old mobile – which I thought I’d lost, eventually replaced, and later found – as a second phone, via the purchase of a $25 prepaid SIM card.
– Updated my address book and phone contacts.
– Succesfully enticed a professional tiler into assessing dire bathroom tile issue situation, pictured. (They refused to replace the tiles, arguing that the only meaningful solution was to retile the whole bathroom.)
– Made an elaborate pictoral blog post about cooking harira.
– Inspired by trawling my own blog archives, figured out how to region-unlock my DVD player.
– Made a disastrous birthday card.
– Stupidly trammed it all the way out to the RSPCA in Burwood East to buy a kitten, only to discover that – it not quite being kitten season yet, see – they didn’t have any. (Note to self: next time ring ahead.)
– Got shitfaced at The Mint and elsewhere again with Jo, Xade, Rorschach, Jaye deKoan and sundry others. An unshaven Tript was vaguely encountered somewhere in the vicinity of the Victoria Markets at around 1am. About two people at least one of whom I did not previously know ended up on my foldout couch watching Reservoir Dogs.
– Recorded a cover of Always On My Mind with my associate Mishuki One for H419.
– Made an elaborate pictoral blog post about things I did this week.
– Watched entire series of John Safran vs God (purchased secondhand last Sunday for $5).
– Went to the gym five times.
– Wrote 36 emails to 15 people.
– Et cetera.
Filed under Current Affairs, Domestica, Drunkenness, Life, Movies, Music, People, Photos, Work
This morning I cannot stop playing the cover of Serge Gainsbourg’s Bonnie and Clyde by Boyd Rice and Giddle Partridge which is currently available as a stream from their joint MySpace page.
Go and listen to it! It’s great.
The first bit is, anyway. Unfortunately it fades out after two minutes.
I wish they’d hurry up and finish their album. I will buy it if I have to.
