It was all Hugh’s idea. (I didn’t actually do any, believe it or not. But many were done.)
Category Archives: Drugs
Nang Party At CH The Night Before Leaving For Commonground
Filed under :), Benevolence, Chaos, Commonground, Domestica, Drugs, Friends Of The Zoo, Nangs, People, Photos, Potatoes
Belated Birthday Present From Carina
Filed under :), Art, Benevolence, Drugs, Handmade Things, People, Photos, Thank You For Your Compliance
Saturday 15th – Sunday 16th September.
It was more chaotic than usual – and, for me, marred by some sadness due to the absence of Certain Individuals (but what else is new I guess, lol/sigh).
In any case and all the same, the required standard was met. Which is to say: went off.
Thanks everyone 🙂
Pasteup of assorted party-relevant FB posts (heh); FB photo album.
Filed under :), Adversity, Awesomeness, Benevolence, Chaos, Destruction, Discombobulation, Domestica, Dreams, Drugs, Drunkenness, Estrangement, F***book, Friends Of The Zoo, Handmade Things, Here Is The News, History, Illusion Of Time, It'll All Come Good, Liable For Everything, Liable For Nothing, Life, Love, Mentalism, Mysteries, Night Time, People, Photos, Relational Aesthetics, Swings & Roundabouts, Thank You For Your Compliance, the walls are mushy, Ukes, w0ot
Adam’s 39th Birthday
Filed under :), Awesomeness, Benevolence, Boogie Fever, Death Cults, Drugs, Drunkenness, Friends Of The Zoo, Illusion Of Time, Love, People, Photos, Video, YouTube
Saturday 21st – Sunday 22nd July.
FB Photo album / photo archive.
UPDATE (11th Sept 2015): I found these two pieces of audio, captured on the road to Sparkle Party in Sara’s truck at 6:15pm and 7:40pm respectively:
Filed under Art, Boogie Fever, Delirium, Discombobulation, Dreams, Drugs, Evil, Liable For Everything, Liable For Nothing, Mentalism, Night Time, People, Photos, Signs Of The Apocalypse, Terror, The Liberator Who Destroyed My Property Has Realigned My Perceptions, the walls are mushy, Travel, Truck Timez, Whack, What Kind Of Fuckery Is This
Chez Hag Piskey & Woker Gathering
Saturday, 7th July.
Interesting inter-tribal gathering originally proposed by Sara.
This video, documenting the arrival of Adam amidst nangage at around 9:30pm, is more audio than video. I’m not sure if I even knew I was shooting. But it captures the moment well enough:
More formal video shot at 10:40pm:
Filed under :), Awesomeness, Benevolence, Drugs, Drunkenness, Evil, Food, Games, People, Photos, Piskey, Video, Woker, YouTube
Lady Gaga @ Rod Laver Arena w/ Kerrison
Filed under :), Art, Didn't Play "Hair", Dreams, Drugs, Evil, Music, People, Photos, Religious Observances, Sara Dug It At Least, Scientific Art Situational, Video
Weekend In Newstead
Friday 1st – Sunday 3rd June.
FB Photo album / photo & movie archive (700 MB).
Video: Talking to Nathan on Friday evening. Video: Breakfast on Saturday morning.
Video: Sara attempting to make fire. Video: Puppies fighting.
Filed under :), Awesomeness, Benevolence, Best, Bonfires, Cosiness, Dreams, Drugs, Drunkenness, Mysteries, Night Time, People, Photos, Sod Turning, Travel, YouTube
Saturday, 31st March / Sunday, 1st April.
This long-awaited and much-anticipated function at James Muldoon’s house to celebrate the scheduled end of OM’s as-it-turned-out-not-actually-finished-yet Federal Court litigation against Melbourne City Council was – perhaps predictably – a clusterfuck. But perfectly so.
I was late and missed most of it except the disastrous conclusion and surreal, prolonged aftermath. Not much media was captured, or at least not by me.
(UPDATE (11th Sept 2015): I found two pieces of audio. This one, captured at 2:15am on my way to Muldoon’s, and the one at the foot of this post, captured at 5:33am at Golden Towers in the city:)
All I have is notes:
I’m particularly sad I didn’t manage, despite trying, to record Cobina’s unforgettable trashed mic check after everyone was chucked out of Muldoon’s house at around 3am (“DOES THE COLLECTIVE / WISH TO PRIORITIZE / FOOD, OR ALCOHOL? / WE SHOULD MAKE A DECISION / AND PROCEED ON THAT BASIS. / YOU ARE ALL FUCKED. / YOU ARE ALL. FUCKED.”) – leaving a horde of feral occupiers running amok on the streets of Brunswick unable to reach consensus, and ultimately sitting stubbornly for hours and hours by the side of Sydney Rd throughout the night for no particular reason except that, y’know, that’s what occupiers do.
Here’s a photo I took during said sit-in at around 5am (the sign at the top, which you can’t read due to overexposure, said “WHELAN: THE WRECKER”. This seemed profoundly meaningful or at least funny at the time):
And here’s a photo of chalkage done by Kenji at City Square, where the two of us ultimately wound up, compass-like, at 7am:
Filed under Adversity, Being A Cunt To Schmobos, Bittersweetness, Chalk, Chaos, Confority Is The Antitheis Of Freedom, Delirium, Desperation, Destruction, Discombobulation, Dreams, Drugs, Drunkenness, Evil, Exhaustion, Goodbyes, Hate, Mentalism, Night Time, Occupy, People, Perseverence, Photos, Sadness, The Liberator Who Destroyed My Property Has Realigned My Perceptions, Utopia, Fantasy & Reality In Radical Politics, Whack
First CH Party In Five Zany Months
Saturday, 24th March.
Curiously but no doubt for the best, only one photo was taken.
I finally lost my DMT virginity! But I was too drunk to remember it. D’oh.
Filed under Art, Awesomeness, Boogie Fever, Destruction, Drugs, Free The Weed, Genius, Here Is The News, Liable For Nothing, Life Is Good, Muntedness, Music, Newness, Pimpage, Potatoes, Things That Are In, Video, w0ot
Stuff I Did This Year
In a nutshell: systematically climbed the fuck out of hell. Again. (See previously: 2005; 2007; 2009.)
And it’s good! Can’t complain.
“Friends – you know who you are; you know we’re grateful.” – Blur, 1993. (Seriously. If ever a year was about Who Your Real Friends Are, it was 2011.)
Similarly, those who have fucked me up and fucked me over this year most likely know who they are also, and possibly how I feel about this (hint: angry, bewildered and sad) – with the possible exception of the Rt Hon Lord Mayor of Melbourne Robert Doyle (note contact details), who I strongly suspect does not have any idea who I am.
(I also doubt he reads this blog. But since it just can’t be said often enough I might as well take this opportunity to (re)state, for the record: Robert Doyle, you’re a fucking cunt. You really are.)
The bulk of this year’s SIDTY post I rendered in audio format at the coast a few nights ago. It goes into a bit more detail (although, to be honest, not all that much). Enjoy:
Vale 2011. Viva 2012.
Happy new year!
Filed under :), Adversity, Audio, Awesomeness, Being A Cunt To Schmobos, Benevolence, Cunts, Discombobulation, Dreams, Drugs, Exhaustion, Here Is The News, History, Illusion Of Time, Life Is Good, Night Time, Occupy, People, Perseverence, Philosophica, Photos, Self Analysis, Swings & Roundabouts, the walls are mushy, Victory, w0ot, Weblogs
I Decided To Go Back To School
On a see-how-it-goes basis. First day yesterday; went okay. (Previously.)
I have to keep a visual diary, course. Which has kind of been freaking me out. Although that’s stupid, coz what is this blog right here except a multimedia visual diary, kinda?
I’ve just retroactively added text to this post from a few weeks ago, which I initially discarded in favour of just using the photo, since I tend to write overshary, self-obsessy crap on the blog when I’m down that just embarrasses me later and isn’t helpful in the immediate, neither.
But we have to Document Shit. It’s the only solution.
“I heart my blog. It’s surprised and delighted me in all kinds of ways and continues to do so. It has a degree of inherent continuity and structures naturally emerge, but it’s basically unhindered by any context restrictions except those inherent in the medium, which can incorporate text, images, audio, video, etc etc etc.
It helps me see life as stories, and as an ongoing story. And it provides a means of turning the things I experience and think about into multimedia artefacts that other people can consume and respond to, with a very fast turnaround time. It’s simple, but it works.
More profoundly, it enables me to observe and actively direct themes & patterns in my own preoccupations, and it’s taught me a lot about shaping one’s own experience using symbols & narratives – about the intersection between creativity and life; between what you focus on and what ‘happens’ – about tapping into your own unconscious processes.”
– portfolio statement, late 2007 (adapted from email to Em).
La bla blah. It’s true though.
That said, I think I’ll mostly just post pictures for a while. Or maybe not.
We’ll see what happens.
Filed under Art, Drugs, Here Is The News, History, School, Weblogs
Filed under Adversity, Art, Awesomeness, Bitches, Chaos, Destruction, Discombobulation, Domestica, Drugs, Goodbyes, Mentalism, Misanthropy, Mysteries, Newness, Night Time, Not Dead, People, Perseverence, Photos, Relational Aesthetics, Sadness, Schmobos, Shitfulness, Swings & Roundabouts, The Liberator Who Destroyed My Property Has Realigned My Perceptions, the walls are mushy, What Kind Of Fuckery Is This
Filed under Audio, Awesomeness, Chaos, Damage Control, Discombobulation, Drugs, It'll All Come Good, Night Time, People, Photos, School, the walls are mushy, Travel