Mmm. Went out to dinner tonight with --- might want to brace yourself for this --- the Aunt's boss' daughter --- yeah, really --- and her boy. We've only been saying for years that we should do dinner and we barely see each other more than once a year, if that, at the dinner the Aunt's bosses always throw for her. They're massive foodies which is ( Read more... )

Ack ( Read more... )

Eeeeee, Spiritualized day!

And tomorrow's Dollies!

And day after we're off to Perth for a week!

Eeeeeeeekkk, I need pens!

Note to self: buy pens tomorrow. Buy black cargoes and black shoes today. Charge phone, charge camera batteries. Wash hair with dry remedy tomorrow.

Eeeeeee, Spiritualized! God, I hope it's cooled down in Sydney.

Ahhhh psychedelia. My old friend. My very very good friend ( Read more... )

Last night was pretty fabulous. It really did feel like an achievement, a milestone of sorts. And it was a good gig night too, aside from a few space and broken glass issues.

The Dolly Rocker Movement launched their debut album Electric Sunshine last night at Spectrum. Finally. ( walk with me. )

Today was a good day. I began The Affirmation by Christopher Priest, a book I picked up because of the pic, the title and the name. Bought because the blurb made it sound interesting and disturbing and verrah relevant. And it is ( Read more... )

*moan* I wants iiiit, I can't have it ... just yet. Must be good. Must not exacerbate already broke-edness.

Had a very good time at the Lovetones gig last night. ( gig gushing gibberish. )

Today, for a change, I went out of the house.

Well, today was sorta odd. ( Oddness number one. )

makes me very thoughtful that this perfectly innocent movie about a sexless boy struggling to be a ballet dancer is complicated by his best friend turning out to be a transvestite or possibly gay? or possibly i'm remembering it wrong and it's more about notions of masculinity shifting ... yeah, that's possibly it. but the other possibility of ( Read more... )

It's a pretty potent thing when Z, Mikey and I share zaniness. There was a moment last night at Newton's Cocina where she and I both looked at Michael and the three of us collapsed into a giggling fit that lasted a good three minutes and left everyone else at the table in completely bewildered silence, notably Dolly Rocker Puppydog Keyboardist (who ( Read more... )