After dining with my mother on Sunday night, we headed to the BP across from Thebarton Theatre to procure some iced coffee and other confections. Throngs of people were leaving the theatre and coming across the road, presumably after the completion of the show, although it was only about nine o'clock. I asked the guy at the counter what/who had ( Read more... )

Sons and Daughters were programming Rage on Saturday night. THEY PLAYED PARLIAMENT. IT BLEW MY MIND. Bootsy Collins looked absolutely amazing, with about twenty dead snow foxes hanging from his neck OMG They've got the funk in a goddamn box. Somebody on stage was wearing a nappy and sucking a dummy... Amazing ( Read more... )

A strange series of events have occurred over the past several days, which have lead to my acquiring this,


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I've decided it is necessary for me to compile a shortlist of Fringe acts that I want/need to attend. From there I shall attempt to narrow the list down to as many acts as I can see in accordance with my minimal budget. Sam Simmons is a definite, though.

( She likes the theatre, but never comes late... )

The first day of University was not an overwhelming experience, I am pleased to report. Mostly all introductory drivel, during which my attention repeatedly lapsed and I'd find myself thinking about, say, Colobos the Crab. We did watch our first film, Kung Fu Hustle in screen studies though. I actually enjoyed it a lot more than I expected. Next ( Read more... )

All day I've been polishing perspex sculptures with Carl, while Jen has sat at her computer finishing the projection for tonight. In less than two hours, we (Jen, Carl, some guy called Jason, myself, KADE, and possibly some others) are going to hit the museum on North Terrace, onto which we're projecting a floating plastic bag that does crazy ( Read more... )

The idiotic hairy workman who featured in yesterday's entry gave us a new showerheard THAT DOESN'T WORK. Apparently we have a very poor quality hot water pump, and there is too little pressure to get any hot water through the new showerhead. Essentially, I CANNOT SHOWER. I refuse to stand under only cold water. How am I expected to wash my hair ( Read more... )

As I explained to paxgermanica last night (between reciting The Moon's words of wisdom, discussing the return episode of Spicks and Specks and going OMG!KADE), I feel cheated. While searching through youtube for Boosh-related videos, I happened upon a two scenes (one from Tundra and another from Hitcher) that were most certainly not played in the versions ( Read more... )

Freshly ripped off of the JJJ website, I bring you deliciousness in pictorial form: Iggy and the Stooges, Adelaide Big Day Out, 2006.

( He sits like a man, but he smiles like a reptile )