This video kicks some butt.
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
the penguin book of the city.
I have spent a lot of time recently in limbo, either when I'm travelling or walking or going from necessary place to place and I've been listening to a lot of Paul Kelly and reading The Penguin Book of the City. A collection of stories from around the world from the world's best authors writing of their thoughts/experiences/emotions in the city.
It's a pretty relevant book to me at the moment. I absolutely love that I'm living in the city. I feel revitalised and new and fresh and immature and inexperienced and that there's a completely new world open to me now that months ago just didn't exist due to locality.
It's nice to read some of the stories of people leaving their small towns to live in the city and feeling completely isolated but exhilirated by what the move has brought to their lives. I just realised last night that the times at the moments that I'm the happiest are the times that I'm alone by CHOICE; on the train travelling to do something fun, walking or exercising, working in ballarat or every night in Melbourne or travelling to see my family. It's just odd that most of the time now that I'm alone is not by choice it's because plans are cancelled because I live too far away now for people to come it's very disheartening. I often am confused but feel as though the only time people want to see me is if i'm THERE for them to see easily without any effort and I don't want that to become my lifestyle when I live in a city with much to do and experience and see and I want the people I love to be there with me when I do. It's nice to have a few people who really want to be there with me and take in the city's secrets. I suppose this is growing up and moving on and what goes with it so I will just have to accept it all and embrace it for the way it is maturing me and conditioning me and making me concentrate on my career and Where To From Here?
My mum found a diary that she kept whilst in hospital with me and I read it the other night. She also gave it to me to keep to give to my future children and I was really touched and saddened by it all. It's scary how I think of my life and it was nothing then only just referred to as 'the baby'. Mum's father was dying while she was having me and due to pregnancy issues she was unable to attend his funeral. She's often told me I was the only sunshiney/happy thing about her life at that point and perhaps that's why we've always had that very tight bond. It was beautiful and heartwrenching to read the words written by my young, scared and emotionally developing mother but has enhanced by respect (though it was already through the roof) for how she has dealt with life's challenges and feelings of isolation and lonliness. So I suppose for this time in my life I can take from her and feel just about okay.
Work's great though, it's scary and poses many issues and dramas but it's overwhelming to be involved actively in the media every day and I am loving every second. Its interesting to hear so many stories and so much advice from people so much older than I am as I am the youngest person around. One point of advice from a man over 40 was to not let this job consume my life as he woke up one day and was 40, single with an awesome track record but no one to share it with. I have a tendancy to go really hard at things and want them so badly and lose track of what is actually going to be important and I guess it's all about finding a balance and that may be a struggle but will be completely worth it.
Blogging is my friend again. And for that I give it new Arcade Fire. Until next time,
T
Check out Arcade Fire's newest single from their upcoming LP here:
http://www.arcadefire.com/lyrics/
In the suburbs I, I learned to drive
And you told me we’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys we’re leaving
You always seemed so sure
That one day we’d be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling again
The kids want to be so hard
But in my dreams we’re still screaming
And running through the yard
When all of the walls that they built in the 70’s finally fall,
And all of the houses they built in the 70’s finally fall–
Meant nothing at all?
Meant nothing at all,
It meant nothing
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
And into the night
So can you understand
Why I want a daughter while I’m still young?
I want to hold her hand,
And show her some beauty,
Before all this damage is done
But if it’s too much to ask
If it’s too much to ask
Then send me a son
Under the overpass
In the parking lot we’re still waiting
It’s already past
So move your feet from hot pavement
And into the grass
‘Cause it’s already past
It’s already, already past
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling again
I’m moving past the feeling
I’m moving past the feeling
In my dreams we’re still screaming
We’re still screaming
We’re still screaming
It's a pretty relevant book to me at the moment. I absolutely love that I'm living in the city. I feel revitalised and new and fresh and immature and inexperienced and that there's a completely new world open to me now that months ago just didn't exist due to locality.
It's nice to read some of the stories of people leaving their small towns to live in the city and feeling completely isolated but exhilirated by what the move has brought to their lives. I just realised last night that the times at the moments that I'm the happiest are the times that I'm alone by CHOICE; on the train travelling to do something fun, walking or exercising, working in ballarat or every night in Melbourne or travelling to see my family. It's just odd that most of the time now that I'm alone is not by choice it's because plans are cancelled because I live too far away now for people to come it's very disheartening. I often am confused but feel as though the only time people want to see me is if i'm THERE for them to see easily without any effort and I don't want that to become my lifestyle when I live in a city with much to do and experience and see and I want the people I love to be there with me when I do. It's nice to have a few people who really want to be there with me and take in the city's secrets. I suppose this is growing up and moving on and what goes with it so I will just have to accept it all and embrace it for the way it is maturing me and conditioning me and making me concentrate on my career and Where To From Here?
My mum found a diary that she kept whilst in hospital with me and I read it the other night. She also gave it to me to keep to give to my future children and I was really touched and saddened by it all. It's scary how I think of my life and it was nothing then only just referred to as 'the baby'. Mum's father was dying while she was having me and due to pregnancy issues she was unable to attend his funeral. She's often told me I was the only sunshiney/happy thing about her life at that point and perhaps that's why we've always had that very tight bond. It was beautiful and heartwrenching to read the words written by my young, scared and emotionally developing mother but has enhanced by respect (though it was already through the roof) for how she has dealt with life's challenges and feelings of isolation and lonliness. So I suppose for this time in my life I can take from her and feel just about okay.
Work's great though, it's scary and poses many issues and dramas but it's overwhelming to be involved actively in the media every day and I am loving every second. Its interesting to hear so many stories and so much advice from people so much older than I am as I am the youngest person around. One point of advice from a man over 40 was to not let this job consume my life as he woke up one day and was 40, single with an awesome track record but no one to share it with. I have a tendancy to go really hard at things and want them so badly and lose track of what is actually going to be important and I guess it's all about finding a balance and that may be a struggle but will be completely worth it.
Blogging is my friend again. And for that I give it new Arcade Fire. Until next time,
T
Check out Arcade Fire's newest single from their upcoming LP here:
http://www.arcadefire.com/lyrics/
In the suburbs I, I learned to drive
And you told me we’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys we’re leaving
You always seemed so sure
That one day we’d be fighting
In a suburban war
Your part of town against mine
I saw you standing on the opposite shore
But by the time the first bombs fell
We were already bored
We were already, already bored
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling again
The kids want to be so hard
But in my dreams we’re still screaming
And running through the yard
When all of the walls that they built in the 70’s finally fall,
And all of the houses they built in the 70’s finally fall–
Meant nothing at all?
Meant nothing at all,
It meant nothing
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
And into the night
So can you understand
Why I want a daughter while I’m still young?
I want to hold her hand,
And show her some beauty,
Before all this damage is done
But if it’s too much to ask
If it’s too much to ask
Then send me a son
Under the overpass
In the parking lot we’re still waiting
It’s already past
So move your feet from hot pavement
And into the grass
‘Cause it’s already past
It’s already, already past
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling
Sometimes I can’t believe it
I’m moving past the feeling again
I’m moving past the feeling
I’m moving past the feeling
In my dreams we’re still screaming
We’re still screaming
We’re still screaming
Monday, March 8, 2010
Wow.
The past few months have been one of those periods of your life that are a complete blur. A rush that you're only probably capable of getting through without a nervous breakdown on sheer adrenaline and the hope that it's all for a good cause and I think... I just think at this point, that it is for a good cause.
I have had interesting observations, it is really like I'm an outsider looking in at a town that I'm on the inside of. My frustrations lie in apathy. If something exciting is not handed to people on a platter or at the one pub deemed cool enough at the time to go to, then artistic and cultural gems will be completely disregarded. All cliques and groups have become one, which in one way is a fantastic way of becoming closer friends with people I know must be in some way similar to me, but in another way means that thelimited one on one social times are almost extinct.
I currently write/produce/present a show for one station as well as being actively involved in the behind the scenes station life, I write gig reviews and am working on a show for a Melbourne station, I am coordinating a large charity event, I am trying to organise moving to a different city and out of home for the first time, I am doing reviews/interviews/promotions for a music festival, I am trying to deal with large issues facing people I love and care for as well as trying to earn some money and go through with job interviews in a new city. I want a break, I want to hang out and enjoy for once doing what everyone else is doing, however linking back to the beginning I need to realise this is all worth it, otherwise it'll be anxiety o'clock on the rocket clock.
Something, seemingly the reason behind all this business, that always keeps me happy though is music. On Sunday the 28th of Feb at Footscray Arts Centre I was lucky enough to be at African Affair which celebrated African music, food and culture. Such a cool day and I came across these guys- King Marong. SO COOL. I will also be lucky enough to see them at Apollo Bay Music Festival and cannot wait.
Enjoy and now that I'm back on the blogosphere, I'll be in touch again soon.
I've also been listening to a lot of Boy & Bear, they're really quite beautiful
You've been weathering the storm
And it's been blowing hard
Cause it won't wait for you
Because it waits for no one
I have had interesting observations, it is really like I'm an outsider looking in at a town that I'm on the inside of. My frustrations lie in apathy. If something exciting is not handed to people on a platter or at the one pub deemed cool enough at the time to go to, then artistic and cultural gems will be completely disregarded. All cliques and groups have become one, which in one way is a fantastic way of becoming closer friends with people I know must be in some way similar to me, but in another way means that thelimited one on one social times are almost extinct.
I currently write/produce/present a show for one station as well as being actively involved in the behind the scenes station life, I write gig reviews and am working on a show for a Melbourne station, I am coordinating a large charity event, I am trying to organise moving to a different city and out of home for the first time, I am doing reviews/interviews/promotions for a music festival, I am trying to deal with large issues facing people I love and care for as well as trying to earn some money and go through with job interviews in a new city. I want a break, I want to hang out and enjoy for once doing what everyone else is doing, however linking back to the beginning I need to realise this is all worth it, otherwise it'll be anxiety o'clock on the rocket clock.
Something, seemingly the reason behind all this business, that always keeps me happy though is music. On Sunday the 28th of Feb at Footscray Arts Centre I was lucky enough to be at African Affair which celebrated African music, food and culture. Such a cool day and I came across these guys- King Marong. SO COOL. I will also be lucky enough to see them at Apollo Bay Music Festival and cannot wait.
Enjoy and now that I'm back on the blogosphere, I'll be in touch again soon.
I've also been listening to a lot of Boy & Bear, they're really quite beautiful
You've been weathering the storm
And it's been blowing hard
Cause it won't wait for you
Because it waits for no one
Monday, December 7, 2009
Thanks again Thom
What will grow crooked, you can't make straight
It's the price that you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And lay down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happenin
No, it just isn't happenin
And that is fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
'Cause I'm right in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me
I am your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top
And this is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up
It's the price that you gotta pay
Do yourself a favour and pack your bags
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Buy a ticket and get on the train
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
Cause this is fucked up, fucked up
People get crushed like biscuit crumbs
And lay down in the bitumen
You have tried your best to please everyone
But it just isn't happenin
No, it just isn't happenin
And that is fucked up, fucked up
And this is fucked up, fucked up
This your blind spot, blind spot
It should be obvious, but it's not.
But it isn't, but it isn't
You cannot kickstart a dead horse
You just crush yourself and walk away
I don't care what the future holds
'Cause I'm right in your arms today
With your fingers you can touch me
I am your black swan, black swan
But I made it to the top, but I made it to the top
And this is fucked up, fucked up
You are fucked up, fucked up
This is fucked up, fucked up
Be your black swan, black swan
I'm for spare parts, broken up
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
Breathe with me
So much goes on in such short windows of time! It's lucky people don't necessarily blog daily because nothing would really ever change! I have the best thing going on at the moment. Such a good existence!
I'm really lucky to have fallen into the friendship groups, the family groups and the relationships that I have. I only spend quality time with people I think are quality, and the people I meet and talk with on the peripherals excite me constantly because I'm being introducted to friends of friends who are usually guaranteed to be kind of cool at least.
The radio quest is going well I would think, the only thing is the fact that I'm in a little bit of limbo at the moment having finished a degree, having a show which is gaining success on community radio and being unable to decide on what to do next. I think most people would find themselves at this point. Things are so perfect socially right here, but I need to move away! But when do I move??! And what'll happen to all of these connections that I have that are so positive right now. It makes reaching a decision a slightly difficult quest.
Our great topdeck friends we made in Europe have just come down for a week and Georgia and I were discussing the age old debateyou know about how fantastic it is to be successful career wise, but what is more important in life? Reaching goals professionally, or creating meaningful relationships and really experiencing and fully embracing love and all that comes with that? Who knows I suppose, if you could get the balance right, things would be pretty sweet!
For now, I need to research my show for this week. Will post again my undecided thoughts in regards to my unplanned life asap!
T xx
I'm really lucky to have fallen into the friendship groups, the family groups and the relationships that I have. I only spend quality time with people I think are quality, and the people I meet and talk with on the peripherals excite me constantly because I'm being introducted to friends of friends who are usually guaranteed to be kind of cool at least.
The radio quest is going well I would think, the only thing is the fact that I'm in a little bit of limbo at the moment having finished a degree, having a show which is gaining success on community radio and being unable to decide on what to do next. I think most people would find themselves at this point. Things are so perfect socially right here, but I need to move away! But when do I move??! And what'll happen to all of these connections that I have that are so positive right now. It makes reaching a decision a slightly difficult quest.
Our great topdeck friends we made in Europe have just come down for a week and Georgia and I were discussing the age old debateyou know about how fantastic it is to be successful career wise, but what is more important in life? Reaching goals professionally, or creating meaningful relationships and really experiencing and fully embracing love and all that comes with that? Who knows I suppose, if you could get the balance right, things would be pretty sweet!
For now, I need to research my show for this week. Will post again my undecided thoughts in regards to my unplanned life asap!
T xx
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