A friend showed me this clip the other day. Got hard.
I managed to see an early 80s film the other day which i believe was the first movie Deborah Harry starred in along side James Woods, the movie was called 'Videodrome'. I know it is going to be even better next time i see it.
A good chance of a re-release in the next few years and call it 'internetdrome'. You have my vote.
Death to videodrome! Long live the new flesh!
xx
Wednesday, August 5, 2009
Monday, August 3, 2009
Motherblog 9 (back to the putrid)
After continuous few weeks of not being able to do my handful of comfort activities. (like keeping this page frequent)
I finally got the faith to accept a ticket to 'Splendour In The Grass'.
Since my terrible experience at 'The Big Day Out' this year i was a little hesitant. To call it a festival might be a little to unethical. I would look more a long the lines of a patriot convention or Summernats to give you more of an insight of the atmosphere.
(just to piss on the ashes the line up was just as offensive, I only wanted to see my good friends 'The Scare' and the final act 'Neil Young').
The most exciting part about Splendour was the fact I had never been to this festival before, or to Byron Bay so there are two that I can tick of my list for 09. I could not resist after how a number of friends speak so highly of it.
I managed to score a guest pass off my roommate and good friend Simon from 'The Lost Valentino’s'.
My good friend Liam managed to also get one the same week.
We hired a car and drove up north to Byron and arrived there late in the evening. We arrived a little later than planned and unfortunately missed out on seeing our friends 'Bridezilla’ play on the first day.
There was only really one other band that day we did not want to miss out on. The 80's
alt rock, dance outfit from Manchester, "Happy Mondays". Rowetta's backing vocals were so powerful it was like she was giving birth in my ear! Overall it was a great set and I had never seen anything like it.
'Happy Mondays' were the last set of the day. We later managed to hitch a ride with a boy driving out of the festival and stayed at a friends place just outside of Byron. (I have not hitched a ride since I had a bad experience a few years ago when a car full of wasters picked me up and would not let me out unless I had drugs to hand over, to my dismay, I did not. They taunted me for another few km’s and dropped me off an hour out of town).
On Sunday Liam and I caught a free bus ride into the festival. We went to see the multi-instrumentalist Christian folk band 'The Middle East'. Which was pleasant considering the time of the day and there was not a lot people traffic at this time which gave us the advantage to walk around quiet freely.
We left the set early to catch 'The Lost Valentino’s' who had quiet the large crowd of spectator’s. Their manager was handing out coins to the crowd (which I knew would have ended in a disaster of coins raining from the sky.) There was a lot of movement and dancing around to the bass fueled set of the Valentino’s, Then the expected had begun. The coins were falling and embedding into the ground like hail stones.
We managed to get the chance to walk into town for some REAL food after the regret of thinking that $15 for enchiladas would be a good idea. It turned out there vision of enchiladas were three snack size curry puffs on a plate with lettuce and salsa. From this experience I have now and forever given up on festival food.
Whilst walking around in town we grabbed a burrito and hung out for a while until we had to go back and catch the next act. A guy drove past and accused me of looking like 'Edward Norton' as an insult. I though that was more of a compliment if anything.....
It was time to head back to the festival so we hitched back to the festival (its supposed to be common in Byron), so I continued to go along with it.
This time the driver was a parachute packer, then later found out he was also a sky diver but was too humble to say.
We waited out for the final act 'The Flaming Lips'. The set made my week! A back drop projection of a naked girl’s silhouette opening her legs and gave birth to the bands entrance. Wayne Coyne then made his entrance inside an inflatable ball and progressed to roll around in the crowd. Everything seemed so perfect at that moment. The opening song was like a Christmas Parade.
Streamers shooting out from the roof and giant balloons were filling the air. Along side the expensive stage show the performance was amazing and will go down in history. FACT.
On our way home we made the late decision of making a surprise visit to my parents home. What more would make a perfect weekend then to have a relaxing few days at your old family abode for a bit of rest, relaxation and Cable television. The first day we went surfing and later realising how unfit we both were after being in the water for half an hour the exhaustion and feeling sea sick was disappointing though it is the greatest formula for the perfect sleep.
A few things to keep in mind after this trip are as followed.
First, to still have a little faith in some Australian festivals and secondly,
Hitch hiking is still accepted and partially safe in some parts of Australia though I am not that easy to give in. I know there are a whole new breed of Ivan Milats out there sitting in there cube asbestos shacks waiting for there next run of bad reality TV shows to give them enough time to get trigger happy on some young adults trying to experience a cheap way to travel.
x
I finally got the faith to accept a ticket to 'Splendour In The Grass'.
Since my terrible experience at 'The Big Day Out' this year i was a little hesitant. To call it a festival might be a little to unethical. I would look more a long the lines of a patriot convention or Summernats to give you more of an insight of the atmosphere.
(just to piss on the ashes the line up was just as offensive, I only wanted to see my good friends 'The Scare' and the final act 'Neil Young').
The most exciting part about Splendour was the fact I had never been to this festival before, or to Byron Bay so there are two that I can tick of my list for 09. I could not resist after how a number of friends speak so highly of it.
I managed to score a guest pass off my roommate and good friend Simon from 'The Lost Valentino’s'.
My good friend Liam managed to also get one the same week.
We hired a car and drove up north to Byron and arrived there late in the evening. We arrived a little later than planned and unfortunately missed out on seeing our friends 'Bridezilla’ play on the first day.
There was only really one other band that day we did not want to miss out on. The 80's
alt rock, dance outfit from Manchester, "Happy Mondays". Rowetta's backing vocals were so powerful it was like she was giving birth in my ear! Overall it was a great set and I had never seen anything like it.
'Happy Mondays' were the last set of the day. We later managed to hitch a ride with a boy driving out of the festival and stayed at a friends place just outside of Byron. (I have not hitched a ride since I had a bad experience a few years ago when a car full of wasters picked me up and would not let me out unless I had drugs to hand over, to my dismay, I did not. They taunted me for another few km’s and dropped me off an hour out of town).
On Sunday Liam and I caught a free bus ride into the festival. We went to see the multi-instrumentalist Christian folk band 'The Middle East'. Which was pleasant considering the time of the day and there was not a lot people traffic at this time which gave us the advantage to walk around quiet freely.
We left the set early to catch 'The Lost Valentino’s' who had quiet the large crowd of spectator’s. Their manager was handing out coins to the crowd (which I knew would have ended in a disaster of coins raining from the sky.) There was a lot of movement and dancing around to the bass fueled set of the Valentino’s, Then the expected had begun. The coins were falling and embedding into the ground like hail stones.
We managed to get the chance to walk into town for some REAL food after the regret of thinking that $15 for enchiladas would be a good idea. It turned out there vision of enchiladas were three snack size curry puffs on a plate with lettuce and salsa. From this experience I have now and forever given up on festival food.
Whilst walking around in town we grabbed a burrito and hung out for a while until we had to go back and catch the next act. A guy drove past and accused me of looking like 'Edward Norton' as an insult. I though that was more of a compliment if anything.....
It was time to head back to the festival so we hitched back to the festival (its supposed to be common in Byron), so I continued to go along with it.
This time the driver was a parachute packer, then later found out he was also a sky diver but was too humble to say.
We waited out for the final act 'The Flaming Lips'. The set made my week! A back drop projection of a naked girl’s silhouette opening her legs and gave birth to the bands entrance. Wayne Coyne then made his entrance inside an inflatable ball and progressed to roll around in the crowd. Everything seemed so perfect at that moment. The opening song was like a Christmas Parade.
Streamers shooting out from the roof and giant balloons were filling the air. Along side the expensive stage show the performance was amazing and will go down in history. FACT.
On our way home we made the late decision of making a surprise visit to my parents home. What more would make a perfect weekend then to have a relaxing few days at your old family abode for a bit of rest, relaxation and Cable television. The first day we went surfing and later realising how unfit we both were after being in the water for half an hour the exhaustion and feeling sea sick was disappointing though it is the greatest formula for the perfect sleep.
A few things to keep in mind after this trip are as followed.
First, to still have a little faith in some Australian festivals and secondly,
Hitch hiking is still accepted and partially safe in some parts of Australia though I am not that easy to give in. I know there are a whole new breed of Ivan Milats out there sitting in there cube asbestos shacks waiting for there next run of bad reality TV shows to give them enough time to get trigger happy on some young adults trying to experience a cheap way to travel.
x
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Motherblog 8 (TV Discoveries)
Consider this the best of both worlds really. 50% british comedy and the other remaining half is American.
0.5 British - Peep Show.
(Someone has a chastity belt locked tight around everything under the name peep show on youtube. Sorry.)
0.5 American - Eastbound And Down.
xx
0.5 British - Peep Show.
(Someone has a chastity belt locked tight around everything under the name peep show on youtube. Sorry.)
0.5 American - Eastbound And Down.
xx
Sunday, July 12, 2009
Motherblog 7 (slacker)
So it has come now to the end of the week, what do i have to show for it...
Nothing...
There are some highlights, but it really does not quiet cut it without the photographs. I missed a fair share of great photo opportunities.
I have now come to the realisation that the camera that i use IS too big to take everywhere, so in saying this i am on the look out for a smaller film camera to take its place to nestle in my pocket for the visual insights of my day.
My second ally way incident-
Those close to me know of the incident early this year which took place meters from my front door step.
This one was a little closer you could say.
There was a misunderstanding where i had walked past this man (who was completely smacked out), i have walked past him a number of times whilst he has been shooting up in a small arch in Little Oxford.
He must have asked me a question as i walked past, having headphones on i did not know of this.
I walked through the front door went up stairs and there was a knock on the door.
I answered to find the same man standing there, as i looked down he was zipping his fly up.
As i looked a little further i then realised i was standing in a puddle of his urine.
I asked why? He stated because i ignored him. I explained the headphones, he did not want a bar of it..
party at stonewall and you are all invited.
This music clip is exactly like the type of dreams you have that wake you up when you have a fever or extremely ill.
x
Nothing...
There are some highlights, but it really does not quiet cut it without the photographs. I missed a fair share of great photo opportunities.
I have now come to the realisation that the camera that i use IS too big to take everywhere, so in saying this i am on the look out for a smaller film camera to take its place to nestle in my pocket for the visual insights of my day.
My second ally way incident-
Those close to me know of the incident early this year which took place meters from my front door step.
This one was a little closer you could say.
There was a misunderstanding where i had walked past this man (who was completely smacked out), i have walked past him a number of times whilst he has been shooting up in a small arch in Little Oxford.
He must have asked me a question as i walked past, having headphones on i did not know of this.
I walked through the front door went up stairs and there was a knock on the door.
I answered to find the same man standing there, as i looked down he was zipping his fly up.
As i looked a little further i then realised i was standing in a puddle of his urine.
I asked why? He stated because i ignored him. I explained the headphones, he did not want a bar of it..
party at stonewall and you are all invited.
This music clip is exactly like the type of dreams you have that wake you up when you have a fever or extremely ill.
x
Sunday, July 5, 2009
Motherblog 5 (Jeffrassic Park)
In the first time over the past few weeks the weather was really nice over the weekend, i did make some time for the outdoors.
I did manage to walk to the markets on saturday. Unfortunately i did not manage to take my camera for the immense size of it so i do plan to track down a smaller camera for these situations.
It would have been a great day to take photographs. There was one thing that did bother me. I noticed the lower torso of a mannequin wearing some blue and white stripe knickers made out a futuristic fabric. I tried to picture it as Kim Cattrall..
The outcome was terrible.
Ever thought of watching the entire trilogy of 'Jurassic Park'. I did it..
If anybody manages to do the same, you will appreciate Jeff Goldblum as much as i do, if not more.
In the original he is a bit of an airhead who gets injured in the first T-rex scene then is out for the rest of the film. In the second make "The Lost World" is when he becomes the witty, handsome hero he was meant to be.
When you view the three movies within the space of two days you do realize which ones become your favorite to least.
For me "The Lost world" was number one for the Goldblum importance as mentioned above.
Second would be "Jurassic Park III" Because of the variety of the dinosaurs and the overhaul of violence they took this film to.
Much more to offer than the lawyer getting taken off the toilet in the first movie.
For my second outdoor voyage i walked down to the harbor to show my British friend Rachael the sites of Sydney on the sunday.
The main attraction that we were fortunate enough to see were when we passed the 'day rave' on Oxford Street, to think that i am doubting myself for spending my time inside being a homebody when these lads are in a day club at 2 PM at the apex of there high.
It really makes me feel a whole lot better about myself.
xx
I did manage to walk to the markets on saturday. Unfortunately i did not manage to take my camera for the immense size of it so i do plan to track down a smaller camera for these situations.
It would have been a great day to take photographs. There was one thing that did bother me. I noticed the lower torso of a mannequin wearing some blue and white stripe knickers made out a futuristic fabric. I tried to picture it as Kim Cattrall..
The outcome was terrible.
Ever thought of watching the entire trilogy of 'Jurassic Park'. I did it..
If anybody manages to do the same, you will appreciate Jeff Goldblum as much as i do, if not more.
In the original he is a bit of an airhead who gets injured in the first T-rex scene then is out for the rest of the film. In the second make "The Lost World" is when he becomes the witty, handsome hero he was meant to be.
When you view the three movies within the space of two days you do realize which ones become your favorite to least.
For me "The Lost world" was number one for the Goldblum importance as mentioned above.
Second would be "Jurassic Park III" Because of the variety of the dinosaurs and the overhaul of violence they took this film to.
Much more to offer than the lawyer getting taken off the toilet in the first movie.
For my second outdoor voyage i walked down to the harbor to show my British friend Rachael the sites of Sydney on the sunday.
The main attraction that we were fortunate enough to see were when we passed the 'day rave' on Oxford Street, to think that i am doubting myself for spending my time inside being a homebody when these lads are in a day club at 2 PM at the apex of there high.
It really makes me feel a whole lot better about myself.
xx
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Motherblog 4 (Big Little Things)
I could have spent the day being Entertained at 'Supernova'. Instead getting pulped by a 10 to 6 shift and the biggest crucifix key ring i have ever seen!
Motherblog 3 (supernova)
I have barely left the likes of my room for weeks now and i have been waiting for something exactly like this to make it happen.
http://www.supanova.com.au/
It really is a shame i only heard about the expo this evening. Leaving me only one day to go see it.
No ma'am, unfortunately i have sunday work priorities, of all days sundays being the hardest to give up with that little extra pay on the side.
Sci-fi stars...........Extra money...
i need a surrogate like George Bluth.
Karl Urban (The Lord Of The Rings, The Chronicles Of Riddick, Doom, Star Trek 09, Xena)
Jake Lloyd (Star Wars I: The Phantom Menace, Jingle All The Way)
Great childhood memory whilst watching music clips tonight at home.
When i first saw this at a very young age. This one music clip has more heed than majority of the programs on 'free to air' television that have a lot more time to impress me than the length of one song.
xx
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