Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Friday, December 25, 2009
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Friday, December 18, 2009
Friday font fun: Blanca Gomez
via one of my favourite illustrators, Blanca Gomez of Cosas Minimas
Let's play
Originally uploaded by blancucha
Let's play
Originally uploaded by blancucha
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Present & Correct
I admit it, I'm addicted to stationery. The latest hit to soothe those paper cravings is this Stamp Sheet Wall Planner from one of the best dealers, Present & Correct. It's like an Advent Calendar for the whole year, just without the chocolates. (Pictures from Present & Correct's facebook page.)
If I knew it would clear customs, I'd also pick up this 5 Hole Pencil Sharpener. Not that I use pencils. It's just I can't stop buying stationery.
If I knew it would clear customs, I'd also pick up this 5 Hole Pencil Sharpener. Not that I use pencils. It's just I can't stop buying stationery.
Friday, December 11, 2009
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
I asked you to go to a Green Day concert, you said you'd never heard of them
My sister dragged me along to Green Day on Friday night (not that I have anything against them, I just haven't bought any of their albums since the mid nineties). It was fun. It was good value. The set was long. I have no complaints.
There was an Asian family sitting next to me, complete with little boy who couldn't have been more than seven years old. He was shorter than I am, even standing on his seat (which some usher woman stopped him from doing, boo). His uncoordinated, skinny little arms punched, waved and made hand gestures as enthusiastically as anyone else there, except maybe his Dad. When Billie Joe accused the crowd of sinning ("Having sex! Drinking alcohol! Smoking the devil's something") my little friend resolutely shook his head to reassure his folks that he was doing none of the above.
You expect a polished performance from a band that's been around since I was in high school, and Green Day didn't disappoint. They also did juvenile shit, which I love from a band. (I almost became a Blink 182 fan after I saw them at a festival and their finale was punctuated by the word "FUCK" lit up in flames above the stage.) Green Day had flames on stage, they drenched the (indoors) crowd with Super Soakers and hoses, they toilet-papered the front rows and they shot t-shirts into the back rows. My sister complained that they didn't set the drum kit on fire this time but it was only the first show on the tour.
There was crowd participation to the max, including a kid who was dragged up on stage to be healed, assisted stage dives, crowd sing-alongs and a couple of wailing chicks invited up on stage to ruin my favourite Green Day song, Longview. (They were so bad that my sister's man commented, "They could be on Australian Idol.")
Green Day sucked up to the Perth crowd no end (did I even hear an Adelaide joke at some stage?). As well as telling us they were starting their tour with the best city, they:
1) played AC DC riffs;
2) told us we have the best beaches in the world;
3) commented on what a "Green Week" it'd been; and
4) played "Last Night in Perth (on Earth)" in the acoustic encore.
They did general Aussie sucking up too, with chants of "Aussie Aussie Aussie", playing Johnny O'Keefe and telling us we're better than Americans (don't they know we're a carbon copy?).
Other larks? A totally Green Gay medley, punctuated by rainbow lights and horns, of King for a Day, Shout, Hey Jude, Satisfaction and Highway to Hell. The two hour set was finished off with thirty minutes of encore, including three acoustic tracks.
There was an Asian family sitting next to me, complete with little boy who couldn't have been more than seven years old. He was shorter than I am, even standing on his seat (which some usher woman stopped him from doing, boo). His uncoordinated, skinny little arms punched, waved and made hand gestures as enthusiastically as anyone else there, except maybe his Dad. When Billie Joe accused the crowd of sinning ("Having sex! Drinking alcohol! Smoking the devil's something") my little friend resolutely shook his head to reassure his folks that he was doing none of the above.
You expect a polished performance from a band that's been around since I was in high school, and Green Day didn't disappoint. They also did juvenile shit, which I love from a band. (I almost became a Blink 182 fan after I saw them at a festival and their finale was punctuated by the word "FUCK" lit up in flames above the stage.) Green Day had flames on stage, they drenched the (indoors) crowd with Super Soakers and hoses, they toilet-papered the front rows and they shot t-shirts into the back rows. My sister complained that they didn't set the drum kit on fire this time but it was only the first show on the tour.
There was crowd participation to the max, including a kid who was dragged up on stage to be healed, assisted stage dives, crowd sing-alongs and a couple of wailing chicks invited up on stage to ruin my favourite Green Day song, Longview. (They were so bad that my sister's man commented, "They could be on Australian Idol.")
Green Day sucked up to the Perth crowd no end (did I even hear an Adelaide joke at some stage?). As well as telling us they were starting their tour with the best city, they:
1) played AC DC riffs;
2) told us we have the best beaches in the world;
3) commented on what a "Green Week" it'd been; and
4) played "Last Night in Perth (on Earth)" in the acoustic encore.
They did general Aussie sucking up too, with chants of "Aussie Aussie Aussie", playing Johnny O'Keefe and telling us we're better than Americans (don't they know we're a carbon copy?).
Other larks? A totally Green Gay medley, punctuated by rainbow lights and horns, of King for a Day, Shout, Hey Jude, Satisfaction and Highway to Hell. The two hour set was finished off with thirty minutes of encore, including three acoustic tracks.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Monday, November 30, 2009
You don't have to use it for Christmas...
Original Writing
So I was climbing a tree, the branch I was holding snapped, I fell, caught another twig which pulled my pants off, landed on a coke bottle and that's why they call it greek sex. By me.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
Yes Sir, Yes Sir, three bags...
I'm on the hunt for a new handbag (black, not vegan-friendly) to replace my current shoulder-crippling maroon number (made from up-cycled leather pants by Hurwundeki). Can anyone help? Here are the favourites...
Marc by Marc Jacobs Petal to the Metal Sasha Shoulder Bag
What sort of stupid name is that for a bag? And why does it have those darn birds on it? I read somewhere that they are "a nod to tattoo culture". Despite the birds, I was all ready to buy this bag off shopbop (they do free international postage and the Aussie dollar was strong) but by the time I got around to it, they were sold out. No longer available, unlike the girl with the birds tattooed on her back. If you're in Perth you can pick it up at Wasteland for $850 or so.
Deadly Ponies Mr Flopalopagus
Mr Flopalopagus doesn't have the charm of Mr Quack but he does reek of practicality and style. I would totally be rocking this bag by NZ's Deadly Ponies if fellow glogger D didn't already own it. DP stockists in Oz include The Grand Social, Emporia (in Perth), Alphaville and Somebuddy Loves You (in Melbourne).
ILEMI PARIS 2 ways Leather Bag
I saw this on etsy and it was love. Can I defend spending this much on a bag and shipping it halfway around the world? Alternatively, I could send myself to Paris and buy it in person. Ilemi, my heart is yours.
Anyone know a local leather smith who can make me a bag? Preferably out of some old pants or upholstery or something?
Marc by Marc Jacobs Petal to the Metal Sasha Shoulder Bag
What sort of stupid name is that for a bag? And why does it have those darn birds on it? I read somewhere that they are "a nod to tattoo culture". Despite the birds, I was all ready to buy this bag off shopbop (they do free international postage and the Aussie dollar was strong) but by the time I got around to it, they were sold out. No longer available, unlike the girl with the birds tattooed on her back. If you're in Perth you can pick it up at Wasteland for $850 or so.
Deadly Ponies Mr Flopalopagus
Mr Flopalopagus doesn't have the charm of Mr Quack but he does reek of practicality and style. I would totally be rocking this bag by NZ's Deadly Ponies if fellow glogger D didn't already own it. DP stockists in Oz include The Grand Social, Emporia (in Perth), Alphaville and Somebuddy Loves You (in Melbourne).
ILEMI PARIS 2 ways Leather Bag
I saw this on etsy and it was love. Can I defend spending this much on a bag and shipping it halfway around the world? Alternatively, I could send myself to Paris and buy it in person. Ilemi, my heart is yours.
Anyone know a local leather smith who can make me a bag? Preferably out of some old pants or upholstery or something?
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
'tis the season to overspend
Inspired by Pantone and bored by reds, greens and whites, the people behind Christmas by Colour created this excellent A1 poster of Christmas colours using submissions from thousands of people around the world. This year, colour-lovers voted on their 3 favourite hues, resulting in a choice selection of Christmas cards. My favourites? Yellow Snow and Grandma's Whiskers.
Friday, November 20, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Sunday, November 15, 2009
Original Writing.
The traditional Sunday evolution diatribe. An exercise in absurdity and an exposition of pointlessness. Bet you don't wish you were a hummingbird now. By me.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Monday, November 9, 2009
Sunday, November 8, 2009
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Original Writing
Only grow what you're willing to smite. A new, religious, article about the pOlice and their association with the world's major river systems. By me.
Song of the day
This reminds me of donning the skates at Rollarama in Kalamunda (or whatever that place was called, that was down the street from Wet 'n' Wild), trying to keep up with my older and much cooler cousins.
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Friday, October 30, 2009
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Original Writing
Love letter to the huddled... What Marie Antoinette's severed head told me just before they threw it in the recycling.
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Saturday, October 24, 2009
aka zeass, zeedonk, zebadonk
Friday, October 23, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Saturday, October 17, 2009
Friday, October 16, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Elvis Costello, Palais Theatre, St Kilda 10th October 2009
I realised upon entering this concert that I was one of the youngest members of the audience, barring the young children who were dragged there by their parents because it was probably cheaper than paying a babysitter on a saturday night. Elvis Costello and the Attractions were kicking it before I was even born and not being that familiar with his other work, I didn't know what to expect for a solo performance.
The crowd were neat and polite. The seasoned entertainer stood on the stage with an array of guitars and intricate foot pedals surrounding him.
Costello has a fantastic voice. One that could be heard thoughout the entire theatre without amplification. He played many of his famous songs including "She", "Veronica", "Watching the Detectives". "Good year for the roses" was one of the shining songs of the set which was well rounded by "What's so funny about peace love and understanding?"
Another celebration for music lovers. Thanks Elvis.
The crowd were neat and polite. The seasoned entertainer stood on the stage with an array of guitars and intricate foot pedals surrounding him.
Costello has a fantastic voice. One that could be heard thoughout the entire theatre without amplification. He played many of his famous songs including "She", "Veronica", "Watching the Detectives". "Good year for the roses" was one of the shining songs of the set which was well rounded by "What's so funny about peace love and understanding?"
Another celebration for music lovers. Thanks Elvis.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Today is an important day
Today marks the important "two months and 13 days until Christmas" anniversary. Therefore, I share these Christmas gift cheat-sheets that can be downloaded for free from Made in England (the blog of designer and illustrator Simon Cook ). Just print one off, fill it in, then leave it in a conspicuous spot for your loved ones to find. It's even less subtle than sticking "Buy This" Post-It notes into jewellery catalogues.
While you're there, check out "Poo Views", a photo series by Cookie (who is also a keen hiker, it would seem) documenting his outdoor shitting experiences.
While you're there, check out "Poo Views", a photo series by Cookie (who is also a keen hiker, it would seem) documenting his outdoor shitting experiences.
Afro Samurai
This series currently being shown on ABC2 combines two elements very dear to me. Afros and Samuel L Jackson.
Afro Samurai is a five part anime series starring Samuel L Jackson as the forementioned main character. The series is set in futuristic feudal Japan. The story revolves around various villains attempting to defeat Afro who has deity-like superpowers.
Samuel L Jackson is at his best in this anime series. And yes, there are many " opportunities for him to say "muthaf....er" which he takes full advantage of.
Afro Samurai is a five part anime series starring Samuel L Jackson as the forementioned main character. The series is set in futuristic feudal Japan. The story revolves around various villains attempting to defeat Afro who has deity-like superpowers.
Samuel L Jackson is at his best in this anime series. And yes, there are many " opportunities for him to say "muthaf....er" which he takes full advantage of.
Sunday, October 11, 2009
B side... AMEN BROTHER!
Arguably the most sig breakbeat in history. 1969
Interesting: Curtis Mayfield and the Impressions song 'we're winners' very similar baseline 1967, BUT Greg Coleman was the same drummer. Shame he missed out on all those royalties. AND.... Jester Hairston's Amen was the melody.
Original afterall?
Saturday, October 10, 2009
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