25 May 2009 @ 09:04 pm

And in this dream, Depeche Mode recorded an acoustic album, made up songs written by Paul McCartney (music) and Mark Mothersbaugh (words). Weird… but awesome.

I’m close to finishing the Radio Over Moscow recordings. Might see if Rob’s keen to do the The Purpose of Man vocals while he’s up here for my Planet of the Apes Mid-Winter Movie Marathon (yes, it deserves capitals).

And lastly, my latest entry on Eight Track Mind is about NZ Music Month.

Mirrored from Radio Over Moscow.

 
 
27 September 2007 @ 07:11 am
...that last night the Te Waha Nui team stayed up all night to produce the next issue, after which I went to shorthand and scored 270 words on the test, which is 30 more than our tutor Sarah even reads out.

Then I woke up and thought: "Fuck."
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06 March 2007 @ 06:09 pm

I had another cool dream this morning, unfortunately it all started going horribly wrong even before I woke up... 

[info]tariqa and I had won $512,000 on the lottery, which was awesome... but the powers that be soon told us the ticket was invalid because one of the numbers was smudged, and they didn't believe we bought the ticket legitimately. Which sucked! Normally you only get that "oh damn" feeling once you wake up, not while you're still dreaming.

I think my next news story's gonna be on the we-hate-men-and-the-pigs march from Aotea Square tomorrow night. Of course, when I go along I'll be all neutral and "objective" and stuff, but this is my blog where I can call it as I see it... for now... I hope they prove me wrong., cause it'll make the story easier to write.

Being in class all day Monday then class and work all day Tuesday is kinda awkward, leaving me only a couple of days to work on my stories, I should probably try to get ahead where I can.

You know what is really awesome? Or not really that much of a surprise really, but really cool anyway really? There's a new Ryan Adams album out in a few months! It has the word 'tiger' in the title, just like the new Manics album, which is also out in a few months. Must be the Awesomese Year Of The Tiger.

We had a lecture from Nicky Hager yesterday, the author of The Hollow Men. He was pretty good, I think I have to read that book now. Ahmed Zaoui was also there - to think, I was in the same room as a supposed traitor and a supposed terrorist, and walked out alive! Stupid government.

 

 
 
Current Music: Ryan Adams - Cold Roses
 
 
04 March 2007 @ 01:03 am
I had this dream early this morning that Chuck D left Public Enemy, so to fill the gap one of the other guys in the group who wasn't Flav took over vocals, and I joined the band on bass guitar.

Dreams don't get much cooler than that. The sucky part was that I woke up during the dream, so I had that slow dawning that it wasn't actually happening, and that in fact I had to go to work, and wasn't going to play a show with Public Enemy that day. Sucked.

I did get my first story in for uni, the city council did their best to not answer the phone, so it's not that strong an article, but could become publishing-worthy with some effort next week. Next week! I need a new story. Shit. Know of anthing happening/about to happen in the Harbour area?

We're writing some new songs in Kitty Hawk, somewhat as a band. Last night we were working on this thing, and we needed a middle/outro section, and I literally said how about something like this, and played a perfect grungey riff almost on the first attempt that slotted right in. So our sound is coming together, we're all pitching in, all attempting to play Korgs and Casios lying around that we really shouldn't, haha. We've got a gig at a place I think is called the Vegas Girl or something, it's a strip bar on K Rd. I didn't realise what it was until last night when Kent said it wouldn't be the last time we played a strip bar...

The new Arcade Fire album, Neon Bible, arrived at work today, for sale from Monday. Listening to it now. Sounds like it was recorded in a canyon.

Two more tracks from my latest albums are up for free for this month...  one from each album. Pictures on TV from THLF, and It's Not Worth The Pain from The Siren.

The other two free tracks currently will be pulled any day now, but you can get both the albums from txttunes, or amplifier (THLF only at this stage).

If none of that made sense to you, then ah well.


TOP FIVE ALBUMS OF FEBRUARY!


1. Trans Am - Sex Change
2. Tenacious D - Pick Of Destiny
3. The Good the Bad and the Queen - S/T
4. Fionn Regan - the End of History
5. Muse - Black Holes and Revelations
 
 
Current Music: Arcade Fire - Neon Bible
 
 
22 October 2006 @ 10:33 am

Seriously. Now if only they'd ban it here! Marmite is where it's at, totally.

I bought us (kind of for [info]tariqa's birthday) a PS2 yesterday, one a couple of weeks old, off a guy I once spent half an hour talking to one quiet Saturday afternoon at the CD store. Came with Tekken 5, God of War and Gran Turismo 4. For the first time, ever, Tariqa was the one engrossed in a computer game while I was the one preparing dinner in the kitchen. Mmmm, homemade pizza. With lots and lots of cheese. Perhaps too much cheese, if there is such a thing.

Damn, I'm at work today, and the music is freakin' terrible. Madonna's American Pie is playing. It has all those cheesy William Orbit synths in it, and has managed to date more in four years than than... cheese...?

My friend Nathan has managed to score a 3 bedroom house in suburban Hamilton for $229,000 - said the owners were deliberately seeking out a young couple to sell to at a good price. Lucky bastard! He's having a housewarming next weekend which he's said will be 'old-fashioned' by which I assume he means drunken. So I might head down to the 'Tron a bit earlier than I expected, which will be cool, but then again I wasn't expecting to spend X amount of dollars buying a PS2 either...

I had this dream the other night I had a jet pack, and flew across the Earth, and touched down on the set of a new Tom Hanks movie. Tom was so impressed, he offered me a place in the movie. All 'cause I had a jetpack. It was so cool, then I woke up.

WEEKLY TOP FIVE ALBUMS OF THE LAST FORTNIGHT!!!

1. The Killers - Sam's Town
2. Kasabian - Empire
3. The Datsuns - Smoke and Mirrors
4. ELO - Greatest Hits
5. Muse - Black Holes and Revelations

 
 
Current Mood: complacent
Current Music: something rubbish
 
 
19 October 2006 @ 01:39 pm
I had another odd dream last night. This was more of a random collection of things though, as opposed to the surreal pizza/bus dream I wrote about a few weeks back, which I'm sure was meant to mean something real deep.

Anyway, so I'm at the premiere for this new Radiohead movie, sitting next to Thom Yorke and Andy Warhol. But it's not Thom Yorke c. 2006, it's Thom Yorke c. 1994, with the giant blond bowl hair. The movie starts, and it's pretty freakin' weird... and people start leaving. Thom gets all upset and starts crying, and Andy Warhol (who also has blond bowl hair, oddly enough) starts trying to entertain people and convince them to stay. It doesn't work, and by the end the only people left are myself, Warhol, Yorke and Brian Molko (Placebo).

Anyway... I had another dream too. In this one, I was applying for a spot on a course at AUT (just as Im in real life, not that I've mentioned that here yet), but they weren't going to approve my application because they had evidence that I'd broken into one of their classrooms a few years ago and ripped a curtain; they wanted me to pay for the replacement of the curtain before they'd consider accepting my application. Scary thing is, a few years ago I did stay at AUT for a few nights, on the marae, though I don't recall ripping any curtains. Being a marae, I'm sure it didn't even have any curtains. But now I'm worried!
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Current Mood: full
Current Music: something crap, AUT
 
 
23 September 2006 @ 12:41 am
I had perhaps the most mystical and crpytical dream last night. I was hanging with friends out on some suburban street, and was about 14 or so years old. There were loads of massive trees around, without leaves; in one of them was a sleeping cat. A bus came down the street, I boasted to my mates, 'watch this!' and threw a pizza at it. And missed. A whole pizza. A whole bus. And I missed.

And then I woke up.

WTF could this possibly mean?
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Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Love - The Red Telephone
 
 
10 June 2006 @ 04:18 pm
mtv?  
I've just been looking through seek.co.nz for a new job (yes, while at work - but that and me taking hour long lunch breaks are what my employer deserves at the moment), and came across some positions at MTV New Zealand. MTV NZ!!! It's back, finally. It would seem.

Just ran into my old mate Nate. He's going to the US with his girlfriend, i mean wife (that still seems weird) to live. I always planned when younger to go to England to live at some point, but it's looking less and less likely. Not to mention its less and less a thing I really care about.

I had this awesome dream the other night. It was short too, which is good, cause I suck at remembering dreams. So I'm on stage with an acoustic guitar, performing a gig with Rob, like the luna spark gig at the Circle Jerk. We see none other than Johnny Cash in the audience, near the back, and I say to Rob, 'hey, watch this.' I walk up to the mic, and impersonate the Man in Black himself, saying in a deep voice, 'Hi, I'm Johnny Cash.' I thought Johnny might get pissed off, but no. He cracked up laughing.

And that was that.
 
 
Current Mood: aggravated
Current Music: Oasis - Importance of Being Idle
 
 
18 March 2006 @ 10:42 am
During the week I found out that even though I normally work Sundays, I'm being forced to have Easter Sunday off without pay, as (a) the store can't legally open that day, and (b) it's apparently not a 'stat' day. Odd, I thought. And not entirely correct either, it turns out.

As you can see here, if I'm willing and able to work, but the store doesn't provide me with some for whatever reason (ie, the law), under common law I could be entitled to my normal rate of pay. 

Normally, I'd just take the day off and enjoy it, but at the moment, it'd be nice to have the money, and I'm gonna damn well try and get it...

On a lighter note, here's this freakin' wierd dream I had this morning. You know how most dreams are kinda weird, but still pretty linear, in their own bizarre way? This one wasn't. At all. 

So I'm in Tracs, this record store in Hamilton, and the person working there asks me if I can cover them while they take a slash. I'm like, sure, then realise I've never worked there before, I don't know where anything is, I don't even know the person now taking a slash. Someone asks for Kid A, I can't find it, despite the fact this particular dream version of Tracs keeps all the CDs by each particular artist in one slip. Eventually the employee comes back, so I go back to looking for what I was looking for - shoes. In a record store. 

I find the shoes I want, and take them up to the counter. The clerk takes them, then instructs me to go upstairs to collect them. Okay... I'm wondering, and head upstairs. Not just to the street level part, but up to the first floor, where all the shitty covers bands (and the Hollow Grinders) usually practise. Tracs have a little office up there, that looks like one of them bland little rooms with a queue, the kind where Monty Python characters go to hand in tax forms and do motor vehicle registrations. I wait in the queue, then eventually it's my turn at the counter. The clerk asks, 'have you checked Maria?' I'm like, what? 'Have you checked Maria?' they repeat. 

For those who don't know, MARIA is the name of the internet service thingee that tells electricity retailers and their call centre staff which particular retailer 'supplies' each property in the country. It's an acronym for something probably only Tariqa can remember. Quite often emails would fly around the call centre saying, 'get out of Maria!' cause only a certain number of people could be using it at once. But for reasons unknown to me, in my dream, I've forgotten what MARIA is. Odd.

Anyway, the woman behind the counter is getting really agitated, and a manager comes out. He asks me, 'why didn't you check Maria?!' I reply, who the fuck is Maria?!' and he gets even angrier, and brings out an even higher manager, who is carrying some silver boots, that look like they came right out of Lost In Space or Buck Rogers. These are NOT the shoes I chose to purchase, btw. He asks, 'are these the shoes you wanted to buy?' I'm like, no, I'm not a spaceman, I don't own a silver suit that a pair of silver boots would go with, so why would I buy a pair of silver fucking boots? He gets real agitated, and some people behind me chuckle... one woman leans over to me and says quietly, 'you know, someone in this line IS buying those boots, for whatever reason, they're probably pretty embarassed now.' I look around and say, 'I don't see any fucking astronauts here...' and storm out.

So I'm on the street, wondering who the hell Maria is, and I see this guy Joe C, that I went to tech with. He's running for the Hamilton East electorate, which strikes me as odd, as we're in Hamilton West, and for some reason Ward Street looks like Vulcan Lane (in Auckland). Anyway, he's dressed up all like one of them United States wannabe politicians, but instead of blue, red and white, he's dressed up in Hamilton East colours - which it turns out are purple and yellow ,in this particular reality at least. Then I notice there's a queue forming nearby, to a movie theatre. Next thing, a drunken Rob walks past, telling everyone the movie, 'SUCKS!' I'm really confused now, and wake up.

It certainly beats the dream I had before that, where I accidentally drooled on Tariqa, and she punched me into a ditch.
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Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Miles Davis - The Essential
 
 
03 March 2006 @ 08:58 am
I had this dream last night.

I was going to some camp by a lake and taking my sister, so I borrowed this yellow beetle-car that Rob had, for some reason. So I'm driving us to the camp, and we're almost there, just waiting at a give way sign, about to turn left. Across the road ahead is some wet grass, then a lake. Suddenly, the car started itself, and drove us into the lake, the car flipping upside down as it falls in. I unlock the doors, and my sister gets out, then I scramble out and somehow tip the car up the right way, drag it up to the bank and empty it of water.

We're all wet, but don't have towels, so head up to the tent where everyone else is to find some towels. There's this dog up there with one normal eye, and a glass eye, but the glass eye is HUGE. It's like, nearly the size of a cricket ball.

Anyway, I go back to the car, only to find that it's rusted all over, inside and out. Damn, I'm thinking, I have to buy Rob a new car. Someone nearby points out there's a car yard right next door to the camp, and sure enough, there is, I'm not sure why I didn't notice it before. I plan to spend between $800 and $1100 on a new car for Rob, but the cheapest one there is this silver car for about $11000. So the assistant tells me to wait in the waiting room while they check some things out, so I sit down and wait. Turns out there's also a hairdresser and a restaurant at this car yard. I run into a few people I know from tech.

Then I woke up.
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Current Mood: confused
Current Music: Johnny Cash - Man In Black
 
 
28 December 2005 @ 04:55 am

WHAT I GOT FOR XMAS

A bongo drum
A lamp
A new pair of chucks
Eight bottles of Lion Red
A set of trays
A comic book about rabbits called Apocalypse Meow (I suppose I'll know why when I read it)
A pair of rattlesnake magnets

And probably something else I've forgotten... Eight?

Ooh, I'm about to see Luke Skywalker take out the Death Star. Hang on. Darth's on his tail. Why doesn't Vader just shoot him? He's flying pretty straight. Leia looks worried. Here he goes... But wait! Han Solo comes in and takes out Vader, leaving Luke to destroy the Death Star! Wooo.

ANYWAY... Tariqa's already had a bitch and a moan about our weekend here. I suppose I'll add it also took AGES to do anything... like, when we got up in the morning to go to Raglan, I had a rest for about an hour, played an entire game of Age Of Empires II, and still had time to ask Tariqa, 'what is it exactly that we're waiting for?' At that particular moment it was washing, but who knows. Annalise, Tariqa and I got to Raglan almost an hour before the others, and were about ready to go home by the time they arrived. Of all the relatives, Annalise was perhaps the easiest one of the lot to get along with, despite the reputation... I heard many arguments while in Hamilton, some I was a part of (lets just say I'll never be trusting whitepages.co.nz again), some from the neighbours (if the kid won't go to sleep cause he's hungry, then feed him, don't scream at each other about it all night), but none quite as weird as the one between Tariqa's two sisters. Five minutes of eavesdropping, and I still couldn't work out what they were fighting about. Apparently it was towels, but it sounded more like a debate from a first year BSocSci tutorial.

My sister's growing up fast too. Last time I hung out with her, she was into Ashlee Simpson. Now it's all My Chemical Romance, she even had like six badges, pinned to her pants no less (like I used to have mine - she even said this was why she did it this way, woo). She seemed pleased with the Brotown series 2 DVD I got her also... My brother kicked my ass at Age Of Empires II, my first game and all though... so I've borrowed that in leiu of not being able to play Civilization 4, which still bugs me. It's a turn based strategy game, why did it need to be in 3D???

Hung out with Rob + Simon on Monday night, Tariqa stayed for the Family Guy movie, Jenna stayed with us through Anchorman, but then it was boys only as we hit town... boys only being the original plan, but hey. It's not like you get much guy talking done when you're watching Family Guy/Will Ferrell. Besides, I didn't stop laughing for about five minutes after seeing the wacky waving inflatable arm flailing tube man, so as you can see, not a lot of discussion could be had anyway... sensible, guy or otherwise.

We hit the Outback, cause Spirited was shut, played some pokies and some pool. Simon and Rob had a go at Sega Rally, which i opted out of due to the fact I completely suck at Sega Rally - I can't turn the car while it's in the air, you see, and I seem to spend most of my time in that game flying through the air, uncontrollably, and without hope of ever passing one checkpoint in time. Daytona USA I rule at, but not Sega Rally.

Rob might be moving to Auckland sometime, as Jenna is looking for higher pay - presumably because Rob isn't earning the required income to meet her standards - being owning a beach house, earning enough for her to stay at home, etc etc. It's when she said the most she can get per hour nannying in Hamilton is only, "about $17 per hour," nannying, that I thought to myself, how did Rob end up with this girl? Three years ago Rob was seriously considering (and had the plans all set up to) starting a commune on government owned land in the forests near the mountains south of Turangi. I suppose that's one thing growing up poor does for you; you learn to live with whatever life throws at (or in this example, doesn't throw at) you. I'd hate to be disappointed with myself if I didn't earn a brazilian dollars a year, cause it's so much easier... not earning a brazilian dollars a year. But anyway, one upshot of that is Rob might move to Aucks, which would be cool. I even got him to admit he mightn't mind giving music in rock band form another shot. But you know, they also mentioned Australia as another option, so who knows. I did talk to Laura this morning, she told me she's moving to Aucks in a few weeks, so yay, a friend. Well, another friend. I suppose I have some up here now. Kinda.

There was a commotion outside earlier on, I thought maybe a fight was going down, but no - Still Man (so named as he 'busks' by standing still and doing absolutely nothing all day) was having verbal fisticuffs with a preacher, and a third man was taking photographs, while bypassers looked on in bemusement. No idea what they were arguing about, I assume one of them started doing (or in Still Man's case, not doing) thier thing on the other one's turf. But if there's one thing Still Man sholdn't be doing while on the 'job', it's getting into arguments. He's meant to be a human statue, not John McEnroe. He's kind of diluting his brand with this behaviour. It's not the first time I've seen him yelling at people either, I once witnessed him verbally abusing a man in line at the ATM near where he stands. He must be bottling up his anger while he stands so still all day.

I had a dream last night I got sunburnt on my facve while wearing sunglasses, so had the white around your eyes effect, with the red cheeks and everything... it's happened before in reality, but in the dream, I had a solution to the problem - I borrowed some of Tariqa's new tanning lotion, and just coloured in my face all a bronzey kinda brown. Why didn't I think of that before?

 
 
Current Mood: relaxed
Current Music: Turin Brakes - Stone Thrown
 
 
I've only just woken up, but have to record this dream I just had for posterity. They don't come a lot weirder than this one you see...

So I'm a Russian politician, right, but speak with my normal Kiwi accent for some reason. I have this plan to bike from Russia to the United States, in a single day, via the two Koreas. Now in this dream universe, it seems that instead of going via the Bering Strait seperating Russia and Alaska, and hoping it's not too deep for a bicycle, the closest point between the two ex-Cold War enemies is through the two Koreas (I go on to demonstrate this in a multimedia display later in the dream).

Turns out a lot of my Russian comrades are caught up in the challenge, and also want to bike from Russia to the US. Others say it can't be done, as (a) there's too much ocean between the two, and (b) we'd have to go through North Korea. Undaunted, I carry on getting support for my cause.

Eventually the big day comes; myself and about a thousand or two others are gathered near the border to North Korea. I have my bicycle with me, but hardly any on else does, oddly enough. There also appear to be a lot of Metallica fans and goths in the crowd. Anyway, I have a big projection screen with maps and information, and show everyone how we're going to get there. The land for some reason in this 3D map is red, and the country borders are yellow. To prove it can be done, I regale everyone with the tale of how I once biked from Hamilton, NZ, to Waihi in a single morning (true story). Some point that it's a lot further to bike to the United States via North and South Korea than it is to bike to Waihi from Hamilton, but the excitement of the occasion seems to drown them out.

Everyone's getting really excited, and I put my arms in the air and wave. Half the crowd then misunderstands, and puts their fists in the air, similar to some kind of Nazi salute or something. I think, oops, that's not what I meant, and quickly bring them down. Instead I decide to talk to a few of the crowd members, to get a bit of adrenaline flowing before we set off on our bike ride. I quieten everyone down, and ask one guy why he's here. He stands up, and it turns out it's my mate Rob's brother, Nick. He shouts back, 'To fight like a soldier, Sir!' and salutes. I reply, 'Er, that's not really why we're here...' and reiterate the importance of this epic bike ride. Unfortunately, the entire crowd begins dispersing; for some reason, they all thought we were gathered here to launch an invasion of the United States, by foot. I'm not sure where the confusion came from. A middle aged bespectacled lady with a bike came up to me and said, 'I really thought we were going to bike to the US. It's my home.'

And then I woke up.
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Current Mood: weird
Current Music: Tariqa making sleeping noises
 
 
20 September 2005 @ 03:16 pm
I had this dream the other night. I was chosen to be an astronaut for the first manned mission to the Moon since the 1970s, as was my friend Latora. Except they had proper astronauts flying it, and we were just put into these cooped up dark areas that were padded, but you couldn't see anything, except out this little window.

Then te dream cut to this office building. I needed a glass of water, but there was hardly any left in the water cooler, and the plastic cups were the size of thimbles, so I thought screw this, and decided to find a basin and tap. I did eventually find some; with Hilary Duff's name on them. Hmm. So I turned it on, and water came out; but so did natural gas, which somehow reacted with the water and caught the metal basin on fire. My dreams get an F minus for physics.

I've hooked up my record player to the mixer and subsequently to the computer, so I can converty some of my vinyl into mp3 format. Sound quality won't be the best, but it's not bad, beefed up the EQ in the mixer, bit of a noise gate for the clicks, and I can adjust it in 'post'. So far I've done some John Foxx, Wings and now I'm on Devo. There's a couple of old Cheap Trick records I wanna find that are real good, but I don't think you can get them on CD very easily.
 
 
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: Devo - Secret Agent Man