Sunday, April 29, 2012

Weird Fishes

'Lo all.

Um. They've changed the layout on Blogger for me. How nice of them. Interesting to note that pageviews and such are now on the homepage. I've never really cared about that sort of thing. Turns out I have fans in Russia, though I suppose they're probably advertising crawlers. Weird.

Anyway. It's been a few weeks. Contrasting last time, I've been to the cinema a lot.

A Dangerous Method - ****
Good. Very good. Keeps threatening to stray into boring relationship-y territory but then it draws you back in with this cool pseudo/psych stuff. Plus Viggo Mortensen as a cigar chomping Freud badarse, can't go wrong with that.

The Avengers - ***
Big and flashy, and painfully Whedony at times. Lots of snarky back and forth, lots of "crowning moment of awesome" bits (including one sequence that was almost one shot that managed to include every character...). But hell, it was good fun. You walk out smiling. And as much as I like Iron Man because he's a sarcastic bastard, the Hulk's pretty good too. It does get bogged down in the middle, and the ending's a little cheesy... "My god, it's full of stars" indeed. Also, glad I saw it in 2D, not going to lie.

The Hunger Games - **1/2
Oh god, what has happened, has our beloved correspondent turned into a shill for the major studios, catching two big "summer" tentpole action films in the same week!? No, dear readers, not quite. This is an ok film, but there were too many things that irked me, especially in the way it was shot and edited. I understand that for a tween film, you can't go overboard on the blood and violence, but surely there are better ways of avoiding this than thirty cuts per second and shaky camera, right? Plus the art direction, especially with the bourgeoisie people, got really annoying by the end. Also the predictable story and setup for the sequel, the light approach to the heavy dystopia themes (damn tweens...), and the whole shoehorned relationship crap... I paid for blood! Meh. Not going to read the books. 1984/Battle Royale for the Twilight kiddies.

To be fair, I only saw this film because Inception followed it at the Astor (typically mindblowing, to the point where I got about two hours worth of theorising on the walk home...). Liking their new calendar too, Dr Strangelove and Taxi Driver will definitely be attended, and possibly Raiders of the Lost Ark if scheduling permits.

Also, I would like to take this opportunity to gloat and say that yes, I will be seeing Jack White, At The Drive In, Tame Impala, Smashing Pumpkins, Bloc Party, Dirty Three, Band of Skulls, Lana del Rey (actually, scratch that...), Miike Snow, the Shins, Mudhoney, Spiderbait, Pond, DZ Deathrays, Hypnotic Brass, and shedloads more at Splendour in July, AND I'll be catching the Black Keys in October. Absolute shenanigans. Cheers to Bec and Aiden for sorting out tickets. Also, are there really no Brian Jonestown Massacre fans in the house? So disappointing.

Still got an itch though, especially with Pearl Jam, The Cure, and Radiohead rolling around...

What else have I been up to... Did my part as an obedient consumer and visited Polyester for Record Store Day, picked up Amnesiac and the clear orange reissue of Mclusky Does Dallas, among other things. Brilliant stuff. Problem is I want to upgrade my sound system, and I really am not in the right location to do so... future, future, future.

The family hit my new place, on their way through from Simon's after Easter. Oh god. You clearly cannot tell two twelve year olds not to touch anything and expect them not to. I got a very angry text message from on the other day (yes, text message. May god have mercy on Beardman's soul and wallet) regarding the aforementioned Black Keys ticket and some missing Black Keys merch birthday presents, which was a little hilarious, but still. Terrifying. Kids are growing up for serious reals.

Hit Puggs again, once where we met Aiden's new squeeze (and squeeze she did, and bite (Isobelle had teethmarks, much to her shock)) and where we proved that it is indeed possible to walk from Carlton to Richmond while hammered; and once where we all got really, really, really plastered (to the point where Aiden thinks he blacked out), Callum smashed Ryan Murphy's pint glass with a well thrown lollypop, and Ethan beat everyone (including Ryan) in arm wrestling. This is what we get for using Bazza's 10% pale ale as pres... Wouldn't want to DOG THE BOYZ though, would we.

On Tuesday, after class, went to visit Patrick and caught up with a lot of Grammar kids, all trying to get me to come out with them. Not likely, though I did accidentally draw a king's cup card (finished the bastard though). Next day, hit the MCG and saw the last quarter of the ANZAC Day match, which was thrilling, but it was scary to hear that many Collingwood supporters singing at the end. As I recall we ended up at Puggs that night as well, since nowhere else was open, and the Wednesday night guy sucks (why so much Coldplay?! Why?! What have we done to deserve this?!).

In other news, uni's going fine, smashed a few presentations, I've got one more presentation on Wednesday and a test on Monday, but should be fine. It's getting to the point where I will actually have to start plotting out essays and exam revision, but oh well. No stress.

I'm definitely getting too damn lazy though. Well. Lazier than usual. Might be because it's getting colder, it just makes sense to spend all day at home reading a book or something than rug up and head out. This needs to change. Travel in the holidays maybe. Or actually get properly healthy instead of this default skinny rubbish. Hurm. Call it restlessness. At least I'm cutting down on the discussions on morality that last til 6am though (but then, I saw hot air balloons on the long walk home, which reminds me, get onto that, Beardman!).

There's no doubt I've forgotten stuff, I really must cut down on this whole "skip two weeks" thing. Clearly I get up to enough adventures. This week, for example, Puggs, Digitalism, then Tom's coming to visit and Bec's throwing yet another house party. Adventure!



Sunday, April 15, 2012

Bass Drum of Death.

'Lo everyone.

So much to catch up on. I've had a productive easter break.

Let's see... Party started Wednesday night with some further explorations of Brunswick st, then when I got home Thursday I finished what may be my worst essay so far, but at least I emailed it in on time (god, I hope so). Then off to Puggs for raucous shindiggery, apparently I was gone. Funny that.

Things kept going the next night. Went to Simon's for dinner and saw the family (girls have mobile phones, god help us all), then caught Bass Drum of Death and the Drunk Mums with Isaac, and they were brilliant. We rocked up a little too early, I think, but it made for some fun people watching. So many hipsters, we felt a little out of place. Ran into a few people as well. Drunk Mums put on a good show, looking forward to their LP, and Bass Drum of Death... hell, the mosh was crazy, and this one plastered dude kept crowdsurfing, which led to him pulling down some of the soundproofing foam from the ceiling and exposing three inch long nails pointing straight down at the crowd. Funnily enough no one else went for a crowdsurf after that. The band itself was killer, awesome singalong to Velvet Itch and High School Roaches, and the bastards drew out Get Found for ages, it was brilliant. Said hi to the lead singer in an alleyway outside as well. Good night out.

Next day was a visit to Clayton to check out Bec's new digs, made a couple of friends through arguing about whether Falls is big enough for Foo Fighters to headline (if it's true, you heard it here first, folks), and tried some more of Baz's beer with Aiden. Not sure I could do a whole night on the berry stuff, but it's a pleasant change from Carlton.

Sunday was Vasco Era at the Espy, via Hilda's. Turns out I'm good at FIFA, who knew. Don't think I'll play it again though. Aiden and I dragged out ET to St Kilda, and we got pretty hammered. Saw a band playing a filthy Rolling Stones cover in the basement as well. Jumped into the pit and got spat out onto the barrier right over Ted's bass monitor, so my eardrums got torn to shreds. Band put on a good show despite Sid having absolutely no voice from Boogie on the weekend, but he managed his Tom Waits cover, very scratchily. They pulled out a new cover, this time Pixies, and finished with three songs from the first album, brilliant stuff.

Went to the footy for the first time this season on Monday with Barry, and watched Geelong slip through Hawthorn's fingers in the rain. So cold, thrilling match though. Hawthorn really should have won, it all came down to the siren, but oh well. We hit Beer Deluxe for some commiseration drinks, I must recommend Brooklyn Lager.

Tuesday was big, went to Patrick's for some predrinks. They were playing the same game of beer pong for about three hours, and we didn't finish Kings. Poor old Pat overextended himself with one last Black Russian before we left for the Hawthorn, so by the time we got there we were faced with a 45 minute wait. None of that. So, a bit of an anticlimax. Still.

Had a night off Wednesday, so I helped Rence and Angus bottle the 9.71% alcohol pale ale that was fresh out of the fermenter. Jesus. Strong stuff, cannot wait to try it. Lots of story swapping, Angus finds the strangest things in the Melbourne Central lost and found...

Next day, no uni, which was nice. Caught up with Isobelle at Thousand Pound, saw a few people, then made my way to Parkville again, and got very wasted. But I wasn't the worst one there. Walked home veeery late, which really didn't help the whole "hey, let's avoid getting a cold before uni starts again!" thing.

Even worse was the next day. Went to Carlton v Collingwood with Aiden, which was brilliant, since we absolutely thumped them. Saw Simon as well. Then after a mild panic about tickets, met Ness and the rest at the Corner and moshed to Children Collide for what I believe is the seventh time? Good stuff, got me Across the Earth and We Live in Fear (with strobes), plus Speed of Sound and a couple of new songs which should be alright on the next tour. My poor Children Collide shirt is almost to my knees.

Last night was good fun, went down to Footscray for Denny's birthday, lost a few games of pool, then we (eventually) set up the Lord of the Rings drinking game. We all survived almost to the end. So damn close. I wouldn't do all three in one night, especially the extended ones.

And today was fairly lazy, watched Radiohead's Coachella set on youtube (interesting watching them with a coffee in a chair instead of in the crowd, oh well...) and for the second year running maxed out my download limit straight afterwards. Perhaps there is a correlation.

This week is looking quiet, there's a couple of assessments that need smashing, but Record Store Day and Pond on Saturday beckon. Hurm. See how we go, I suppose.



Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Wooden Shjips.

'Lo everyone.

Been pretty lazy lately. Keeping busy though.

Let's see... been to the Astor twice, been to a couple of house parties, caught a band or two, and survived up to the mid semester break. Oh yeah.

While I remember.

The Rum Diary - **1/2
I do like the Good Doctor's stuff, but this film was not as good as Fear and Loathing. It tries to be, at times. And there are a couple of good scenes, but everything seems to be all unresolved at the end, and there's a needless love subplot. Pacing was way off, but oh well.

Caught Fear and Loathing and Pulp Fiction last night, and Full Metal Jacket and A Clockwork Orange last week, both of which were pretty awesome to see on a huge screen with proper sound. Hopefully blew a few minds as well.

Also saw Wooden Shjips and Beaches with Bec at the Corner, who were both mind numblingly repetitive and loud in the best possible ways. Lots of stuff from the new album, but they still played Motorbike. Did enjoy the backdrop as well. Dunno if they'll come back again, I know they got the Boot at Golden Plains a few years back...

Had a ball at Callum's new place in the middle of nowhere near Flemington, and again at Isaac's the next weekend. Absolute shenanigans at the latter.

Uni's been alright, ploughing through the assessments. Got one more to write that's due Thursday, which will be spat out before I ship out to Puggs. I'm keen.

Not a lot of plans this week, apart from (maybe Bass Drum of Death with the Drunk Mums, housewarming at Bec's, Vasco Era at the Espy again, and Children Collide next Friday... but that's it). Should be good fun.

Mmmrr. Must stop being so lazy. Oh well.