tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146903202024-03-08T10:24:09.706+11:00Martin Scorsese Is Really Quite A Jovial FellowMs .45's mp3/bureaucratic/gaming blog.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger142125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-33325893167185986312010-04-22T19:42:00.010+10:002010-04-22T21:33:53.561+10:00Well, somebody clearly shook somebody for a certain amount of timeSarah Taylor from The Taylor Project recently welcomed an as-yet-unnamed baby woman into the VPS, I mean the world. This is a momentous event, yet I feel a small cringe of guilt. Prior to the happy event Sarah and I had gone to see AC/DC live in Melbourne to get in touch with our inner (or not so inner) bogan. More or less as a direct result, several of the presents at her baby shower had AC/DC Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-67632296760797749412010-01-31T20:47:00.006+11:002010-01-31T21:05:50.407+11:00Wagons at Northcote Social Club, Cup Day 2009 redux (aka I am a lazy fuck)So it's only been about 3-4 months since this event, but since Wagons are awesome all year round, have some more. Drive All Night Till DawnSamsonIf I may put on my disgruntled hipster douchebag hat on for a minute, Wagons are sounding a little poppier than when I discovered them and fell in love with their old school, everyone-dies country and western (if you play Draw Blood backwards, assuming Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-35182873123723473132009-11-28T21:52:00.005+11:002009-11-29T11:54:44.956+11:00Wagons at Northcote Social Club, Cup Day 2009You know this fuckin' chorus... it's two words!!!Nutrient levels like a vegetable soup dish. Love Me Like I Love You WagonsThe Rise and Fall of GoodtownBuy at ReadingsBuy at AmazonUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-28742476731062885502009-04-04T08:47:00.009+11:002009-04-04T10:49:56.064+11:00Ron Asheton Tribute, Cherry Bar, 21 March 2009The Stooges are one of those bands I like but not enough to do much about (I own one album), but when I heard Kim Salmon was playing with Mick Harvey at this belated tribute to the late Ron Asheton I thought I'd better go and see that. I never saw Bored! during the early 90s - the whole "Geelong scene" left me pretty cold, me not being interested in scenesters - so I had the always interesting Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-44406163438870767002009-03-29T20:56:00.003+11:002009-03-29T21:16:09.937+11:00Tex Perkins, James Cruikshank & Charlie Owen (with Tim Rogers) - photos & videoI bought a new camera, and took a few photos at this gig. If you've read this blog before you know I occasionally whinge about how such-and-such a touring band didn't play MY favourite album track that no-one else gives a shit about. I had no such problem at this event - Can't Say No, Hard for You, even Psycho! I didn't get film because I prefer to enjoy myself at these things. :)For your Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-82597097893566939512009-03-29T20:09:00.004+11:002009-03-29T20:50:23.427+11:00Bushfire epilogueI visited my family last week, and had lunch at Eludae, a nice little place apparently recommended for coeliacs (I have a cast-iron stomach so can only go by what I hear). After a sumptuous and filling tapas spread (pic below), my parents showed me around where the fires had hit Healesville. I am so glad I didn't know how close the fire got when it was happening. As it was, I spent about two Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-53887649582064567452009-02-09T21:39:00.010+11:002009-02-11T22:11:33.570+11:00Victorian Bushfire AppealLook, you don't know me and I don't know you. You might have come in here from my latest (or even a really ancient) review from JayIsGames. You might have finally found that long-elusive copy of the Furry Men of the North's I Like Looking At Naked Men on the Hype Machine. Maybe you're a bored Kingdom of Loathing veteran with nothing better to do than flick idly through fellow /vet's profiles. Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-60352672254585503632009-02-08T10:04:00.007+11:002009-02-08T11:08:39.242+11:00One Hundred PushupsI don't really like sport. In fact, I'm not much into any physical activity that doesn't involve lifting weights 12 ounces at a time, or bench-pressing some late-20s hottie with my inner thighs. I don't like sports people, seeing them as much more like Wayne Carey than John Landy. Thankfully, I've been surrounded by people who are genuinely interested in fitness and health, rather than in being Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-57306608952767408982009-01-16T21:47:00.021+11:002009-01-18T20:52:37.342+11:00Taylor Project - co-workers who don't suckBack in the late '90s, when I had no job skillz worth speaking of, I worked at an accounting firm. It was, shall we say, a subculture free zone. When I mentioned that my boyfriend was in a band (a shite band, to be sure, but a band that had original songs nevertheless) my cow-orker responded "Oh yes, my boyfriend's in a U2 covers band". All I could do was nod and smile. I don't think I've really Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-84906008300521648682008-11-23T20:29:00.022+11:002008-11-23T22:10:58.730+11:00I have lost 13 kg in 9 monthsA while ago I spent a pleasant evening trying on old clothes that I've kept for five years, hoping I will someday fit back into them. For the most part, it was a highly gratifying experience - "ZOMG I HAVE THE SAME WAISTLINE I HAD FIVE YEARS AGO!!1!". I did a pretty large wardrobe cull, ditching the sort of clothes I bought because I was both fat and poor - in other words, they're shit but Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-25805058985952407172008-11-23T20:09:00.005+11:002008-11-23T20:26:56.408+11:00Oh... My... God... Chinese DemocracyThat's not the good kind of Oh My God.Are any of you old enough to remember when Guns'n'Fuckin'Roses were the Greatest Band On Earth™?What the fuck happened to the band that gave us hilariously overblown rock bombast like Coma and November Rain? It's still overblown and bombastic... but it's not hilarious.(It's too much to dare hope for the band that gave us Night Train, It's So Easy, or even Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-75892609675352756722008-09-28T14:34:00.007+10:002008-09-29T19:05:34.840+10:00Reels/Models, Prince of Wales, 25 September 08It's been a while since I've been the youngest person at a rock show, so this gig was rather special for me. Paying $9 for an Asahi was a sure sign that I'm a real old person now - fortunately I was prevented from any further financial stupidity by the massing hordes of Reels fans refusing to let me get back to the bar.I was never into the Reels when they were big - I was too young (I had my Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-796440135396991562008-08-29T23:29:00.003+10:002008-08-29T23:47:06.816+10:00New AC/DC! And it's not totally shit!!!AC/DC's Myspace page features the new single Rock 'n Roll Train. Is it up to the standard of Back in Black? Don't be an idiot. Is it better than Blow Up Your Video? Most assuredly. Is it at least as classic as Thunderstruck? Yeah, I'd say so. Man, I am so excited - I've never seen AC/DC live, so I feel like I'm only an associate bogan. I've seen the Angels, Rose Tattoo and *sob* Guns'n'Roses, Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-89917922568207111602008-08-28T20:24:00.002+10:002008-08-28T20:35:26.160+10:00QuickiesI came down with the flu today, much to my disgust, but whilst making it worse by staring at a CRT I tripped over some things.1) Interview on JJJ with DC Root2) Discussion of The Greatest Power Pop Songs Ever. What, no Blondie?You Don't Have a Boyfriend Because You are Too PickyYou have no problem attracting guys - and even dating a littleIt's just around second or third date time where you startUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-89553114604388406282008-08-10T18:33:00.008+10:002008-08-10T19:41:58.140+10:00George Carlin's 7 Words You Can Never Say On Television, for the last fucking timeThis is entry number 5, and final, in my Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television challenge. The idea is/was, type each of George Carlin's Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television - shit, piss, fuck, cunt, cocksucker, motherfuckers and tits - into the search box of iTunes and see what comes up. This is the final entry because a) my inner adolescent boy has had a wank, rolled over and gone Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-54091344981260544142008-08-05T22:25:00.000+10:002008-08-05T22:27:15.252+10:00Spreading the, er, loveI took the "hindu goddess" personality quiz on gURL.comi am...LakshmiLike Lakshmi, you are naturally blessed. You might not have a bunch of money, but what you do have are multiples of wealth in other ways, perhaps made up by great friends or a supportive family. Chances are you also like to spread your fortune...Read more...Which Devi are you?Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-57776749930991863832008-07-27T09:43:00.013+10:002008-07-27T12:00:39.047+10:00Lady Love Your Brain - George Carlin's big 7 continuedAs a feminist I've spent most of my life trying to emphasise that I have other features than a cunt (and, OK, tits), so the whole Cunt Love thing leaves me pretty cold. I sit on it, I wee through it, every once in a while I get to stuff a kransky into it. My brain, however, enables me to do all sorts of fun shit like writing Investment Logic Maps and being an appalling indie snob who spends her Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-38153001305858816882008-07-27T09:17:00.002+10:002008-07-27T09:21:58.220+10:00Ideological purity is no substitute for a can of Ajax and some elbow grease.It's a sitting duck, but this Armagideon Time post on Objectivism made me giggle.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-86205970335241215872008-07-08T22:12:00.001+10:002008-07-08T22:12:46.422+10:00No shitUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-29137891590363026412008-06-24T22:59:00.003+10:002008-06-24T23:36:40.656+10:00In Which A Whimsical and Cute Idea Turns A Bit Maudlin - George Carlin's Bogus JourneyI was sorry to hear about George Carlin's passing, but 71 is a very respectable run for a guy who not only turned "Shit piss fuck cunt cocksucker motherfucker & tits" into poetry, but probably "nicotine valium vicodin marijuana ecstasy & alcohol... c-c-c-c-cocaine!!!" as well. This weekend, pull some bongs and watch Bill & Ted's Excellent Adventure and Bogus Journey in his honour.All Unknownnoreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-80612795748186719202008-06-24T22:54:00.001+10:002008-06-24T22:58:03.773+10:00Oh fuck - Carlin dead at 71God, I hope it wasn't anything I did.George Carlin, Comic Who Chafed at Society and Its Constraints, Dies at 71Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-30328046104911685722008-06-13T20:58:00.003+10:002008-06-13T21:06:10.744+10:00IQ Adventure Testhttp://www.okcupid.com/iq-adventure-test?score=1263504531This is the first and probably only time I will ever have a highest score for spatial analysis, so I'm going to enjoy it. The link is to my scores for OK Cupid's IQ Adventure Test - a horrible amalgam of IQ test and Choose Your Own Adventure, where a decision made at the beginning of the game determines the puzzles you'll be asked to solve.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-44923647729609728212008-05-25T10:05:00.012+10:002008-05-25T11:45:27.778+10:00Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television, But Radio? Go Nuts.The challenge - type each of George Carlin's Seven Words You Can Never Say On Television into iTunes and see what comes up. Post some kickin' tunes. This week, the word Piss doesn't seem to be used a lot by my favourite artists (or even the ones where I've just gone "Meh, that looks interesting" on Hype Machine then forgotten about), but what lacks in quantity we make up in quality.Jon Cougar Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-52120943900844648942008-05-02T23:07:00.003+10:002008-05-02T23:15:22.341+10:00Jock Cheese Alive & WellFor the many folk who have been coming here on the search "Jock Cheese", it is not Jock Cheese, the bass player of TISM, who died (despite what the Age and Beat magazine have to say), it is James Paull, the guitarist known as Tokin Blackman (but known to his friends as Jock) who has died of cancer at the age of 51.http://www.smartartists.com.au/artists/jock.phpUnknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14690320.post-78048277350002012872008-04-28T20:51:00.016+10:002008-04-29T20:19:02.640+10:00Seven Words You Can Probably Say On Television Any Time You Like, Part ISo here's the deal. I want you to type George Carlin's seven words you can't (OK, couldn't - this is 2008, and on Australian television you just need a warning before the show) say on television, one at a time, into the search box in iTunes (or another player if that will work). Post a list of what comes up, and post some of the more interesting tunes.This will probably work better on punk rock Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1