the magic number

I'm not usually a superstitious person, but things keep happening to me in bunches of three. I was given three coffee's instead of two because they accidentally made an extra. I'll have three completely unexpected meetings with people I haven't seen in equally lengthy periods. I'll get a chicken salad from Malibu three times, I'll break three glasses ... Three has been ruling my life for the past, oh I don't know, three weeks?

So. What am I getting at? How many times have I posted about Kid Cudi? Twice... until now! Snap!



Last night Cudi released his latest mixtape A Kid Named Cudi. Including old faves and some new gems, its free from his website, kidcudi.com

STEALING

My friend Daniel and I were in an amazing supermarket in San Francisco and he started eating out of the pick-n-mix. Probs a Tootsie Roll or something. I found it really hot. Sadly he's a massive fag so it didn't go any further, but my new found love affair with theft has since flourished.

I'm in London now, and I think it's because of the lame Australian exchange rate (movestill: a freakin' fun currency blog) but I keep finding myself wanting to steal. I was in Topshop today and started to fantasize about pocketing a ring. It was cool, a giant flower. But it was £10, and I'm not really wearing rings at the moment. But it would be cool to own. It's just so big! I ended up leaving it behind because I heaps didn't feel like getting caught or deported. The whole moral dimension of stealing didn't really cross my mind.

When I was in Par, our bathroom was really hideous, so we had to buy incense to mask the stench. FIVE euros FFS! I just felt so entitled to steal it. But the same paranoid logic haunted me: get caught, deported. So bought the incense: hippy.

So was just wondering if anyone has stolen anything good lately? Grapes at the supermarket? Ideas? Someone else's boyfriend? Underwear (apparently stealing underwear is a universal teenage experience)?

Can you help me think of another reason I should not steal apart from that getting caught would be The Worst?

MADtallica

(sorrr about this pathetic post title... just having a slow morning)

Remember when I was talking about computer games taking over the world?

News broke overnight that Metallica are planning to release their next album Death Magnetic through Guitar Hero.

I get karaoke. You sing really loudly and out of tune and people can laugh at you and you can laugh at them. Peach's birthday karaoke last year was balla - we sung Spice Up Your Life and performed all the moves in sync. But Guitar Hero? Do you even get to make any sound at all? Apart from, of course, the sound of your fingers moving through air as you 'strum'...??

The worst thing about the whole project isn't the fact that Metallica are releasing another album, nor is it the notion that a computer game is an acceptable avenue through which music can be released world wide (how much is it to buy this game? $80? CDs cost $21.95!) The worst thing about this is that the Guitar Hero Metallica Xxxxperience is being released on September 22. My birthday. What a nice present.

chicago, san francisco bay.

so the aussie dollar has reached 98 cents USD. and with the open air agreement signed between the us and our homeland earlier this years, return flights to LA look to plummet to under $999 a pop.

work it.

"the artistic crime of the century"

just watching some of these scenes gives me vertigo. this is a trailer for 'man on wire', a documentary that comes out later this year about philippe petit who, thanks to his friends, managed to sneak into the world trade centre in 1974 and do a high-wire act between the twin towers.

MIA STYLEEE

When MIA announced she was quitting the music biz to try her hand at clothing, I was a little skeptical... but it seems she HAS actually been putting together a fashion collection!

To see the range head to her website (and watch out for the hilariously tragic moment where one poor dog isn't as excited as its companion... poor thing!)

DRESS LIKE JUSTICE

Do you have a spare 800 euros?


All you need now is the permanent cigarette in your mouth, a strong French accent, a weird relationship with Kanye West and hit songs.

fear and loathing

The increds Hipster Runoff just posted an article questioning the relevance of female singers who don't play instruments. These two pics made me LOL over and over again, and after running commentary on Movestill for a while now, I think it is time to lock the lid nice and tight on Ms Winehouse. Because you can't do better than these two pictures.





Holy shit. Over and over again.

Check the article here

sesame st

feist...



and a classic...



credit: sleaterrr

weezy lotus

I've already spoken about Flying Lotus here and here but when you are on to a good thing, why quit?

I got pretty excited today when I saw that Gorilla Vs Bear had posted a Flying Lotus rework of A Millie!

Listen and download free here

kiss the girls

Sometimes I feel The Fader is my bestest friend in the whole world. Fader is there when I need, always introduces me to new tunes and never complains when I replay them over and over and over again.

A while ago Fader introduced me to Southern MC Izza Kizza when he supported Switch and Santogold at a Studio B Fader Party (jealous, much?) and today, BFFader posted Georgie Porgie - a new single from the Timbaland protege.


Izza's work with New Jersey production duo Soul Diggaz caught they ears of Timbaland, who signed him to Mosley Music. They are currently working on a mixtape with Catchdubs called Kizzaland, which will be out July 29. Details are at his myspace (link above) where you can also register for a free copy to be sent direct to your mailbox on the release date.

While talking Myspace, click away and you can download some mixtape previews, including this killer featuring Missy Elliot

Walk The Dog mp3 [z share]

Then head to The Fader for a listen/free download of Georgie Porgie, its the best song I've heard all day! The 90s style, melodic hip hop production, themes of sincerity and oh-so-sweety sung chorus line reminds me of Kid Cudi... have a listen and let me know what you think.

"each new day was my favourite"

the bestseller "not quite what I was planning", consists solely of people's six-word memoirs. its inspiration was ernest hemingway's response when challenged to write a stort in just six words: "for sale: baby shoes, never worn."

author larry smith then began collecting submissions from writers, celebrities and others, such as this one "girlfriend is pregnant, my husband said." and aimee mann: "couldn't cope so I wrote songs."

you can read more on smith's website, , where each day he publishes 10 new entries

Obituary

As just about every piece on the BORING Australia's Next Top Model finale (especially boring when watched in 9 separate YouTube parts) points out, Jodhi Meares' absence as host was so. freaking. weird.

She was clearly been sacked with ample time to prepare Charlotte Dawson as the (undoubtedly more skilled) host on the night, and for future series' of the show. Her token inclusion in 2 short pre-recorded packages during the epic episode were so solemn that I presumed she must've been absent due to a death in the family. (Though I was too scared to Google in case the results revealed the winner- it takes a while for YouTube's westicles88 to upload the episodes you see, and we wanted it to be a surprise!)

The result- a discussed below by Ezzy- was controversial, but it was also split. Three judges voted for Demelza, and the other three for Alex. (Though it was obvious that every single one of them was dying to just give it to Alice again!) Jodhi had been so seriously demoted that she wasn't even afforded a vote, an honor that last year she embarrassingly awarded to Steph (WHO?)

It was flat out ridiculous. If the High Court did away with its uneven panel, then they too would need to rely on the public vote to shape their decisions. (Not a bad idea in principle, but I'd actually prefer to not express my democratic voice on special leave corporations something v. BORING ). That the AuNTM verdict rested with the public was tacky and Big Brother-esque, something the show had usually tried to distance itself from. Moreover it was a tragic metaphor for the bullying escapades that coloured the show. It became a popularity contest and the prettiest girl won.

I can already see next years euphemistic marketing campaign: 'THIS YEAR, WE HAVE A WHOLE NEW TEAM, A NEW HOST, A NEW PANEL, NEW PRIZES.... AND A NEW BATCH OF WANNABE HOPEFULS. BUT WHO WILL BE THE NEW TOP MODEL'. Anyone with any shred of grace, intellegence or credibility will no doubt sever their ties with the show. It'll be all Jonathon and 12 poorly spoken babes from the Gold Coast.

I felt so sorry for Jodhi, her treatement on the finale was incredibly degrading. Granted she was fairly hopeless; her words form in JUST about THE weirdest INFLECTIONS i've EVER heard, and declared week after week at panel “I don't know, I can't bear it. It's just too hard this week!” But I had always liked her presence, she had both a good eye for beauty and fashion, and was incredibly warm and loving towards the contestants- seeing them as gorgeous three-dimensional young girls instead of merely bodies and faces.

It is a real warning to all those that have aspirations to be presenters in a commercial format- producers would rather dispense with instead of nurture you, even at the expense of the shows' coherence.

Cheers to you Jodhi; to your gratuitious 'h' (I have two, myself!), and to your dazzling array of bizarre and 'sexy' necklines.

Australia's Next Top Bully

Last night I went to the final of Australia's Next Top Model. I've never really been into the show and to be honest it's not really my thang, but we scored some free tickets though work and I got to leave work early to get there, so i figured it was worth the early mark. It was everything you'd expect it would be, a lot of mums and kids, B grade industry types and Napoleon Perdis.

I have to say I walked home through the grotesque Luna Park overbite feeling a whole lot more disappointed and angry than I had ever expected - and it had nothing to do with the fact that I had just spent 3 hours of my life mildly pissed that the free drinks I'd been promised weren't available until AFTER the filming.

The little I did know about this season's Next Top Model was that the whole series had been marred by all the bullying that went on during filming. You would expect a certain level of bitchiness with a bunch of girls competing to win a modeling contract, but there had been some extreme and absolutely horrible cases of bullying between competitors. 3 girls in particular relentlessly picked on one of the girls, Alemena. Unfortunately, none of these clips are available on youtube.

So as the show went on the issue of bullying was broached rather fleetingly and Demelza, the ring leader of the bitchtivities, offered an insincere apology directed more to the audience than her victim and obviously for the sake of the public vote. And when the votes were closed and counted guess who was announced the competition winner: the prime bitch herself, Demelza.

Its not like I would usually care who wins these things. The winner, whoever they are, will inevitably get their 15mins of minor Australian celebrity and then fade away to work at Muffin Break for the rest of their lives. The bit that got me though, was seeing the reaction of poor girl who was so horribly bullied. She broke down. Fully broke down. Not like "Oh my God I'm in a TV show and everything is so melodramatic" break down but more like "she made my life hell and she's been rewarded for it" break down and discretely ran off backstage in tears. I'm sure no camera captured it but it was absolutely heart-wrenching to witness.

What concerns me with this issue was the fact that the Australian ideology of "the fair go" was used to rationalize the whole incident. This girl made a token apology and told everyone that she'd learned her lesson while minutes later we're shown footage of her bitching at/about other girls. I'm not saying no one has the right to their own opinions or actions and I'm certainly not saying people don't deserve a second chance, but where do you draw the line? The thing we often forget when we offer someone another chance is the way that their actions have affected other people, possibly for the rest of their lives. So where do you just stop and say "you're an absolute cunt and you don't deserve another fair go"?

Bitch Science

Sibling bands are super cool, just look at The Fiery Furnaces and recent Wainwright collaborations!



My latest fave bro/sis band is Sydney's ginger-haired Bitch Science. Mitch looks like Patrick Wolf and Kate looks a little like Aggy, but with a little more character (Sopho Neha thoughts?)

Bitch Science Pseudo Boy mp3 (ZShare)

Vote for them on Tripple J's Unearthed so we can hear their songs on national radio sooner rather than later

(((((BY THE WAY... If you've been a little freaked out by their kissing picture on Myspace don't let it bother you too much - Mitch and Kate aren't actually related. But there I go spoiling their fun.))))

its been a while, but he's back on the blog

Do you think Jeezy took this before chatting with Jonathan?!



At first I thought this was Kanye just having a hilar, but then I read this:

On February the 27th, ABSOLUT® VODKA, the world’s most iconic spirits brand, will premiere Visionaries, a series of collaborations between ABSOLUT and some of the world’s leading creative lights in which the brand realizes their visions. Bold ideas that can only happen ‘In An ABSOLUT World’.

Just having a losing credibility, Mr West? Last week you disappoint the hippies by coming on stage hours and hours late and only performing half your set, and now you've teamed up with the world’s most iconic spirits brand... What would the hippies say now?

Jay Z

Watch the second half of the interview at discobelle

And can anyone tell me who Jonathon Ross is?! He really goes dowwwwnnnnnnhill in the second vid - Jeezy deals with his ridiculous questions as best he can, and is actually quite insightful.

I love it when MEGASUPERSTARS seem like lovely people - I never need to meet them in real life, because I'd hate to be disappointed!

XXXclusive Emergency

I've posted about Melbourne duo The Emergency quite a bit. I've been a huge huge fan of their stuff for years (first as an electro-clashy four piece on Feral Media and now as a minimal disco inspired independent duo) and when I interviewed them for Pages Magazine in 2007 I fell in love with them - they're super sweet!

Rather than rushing their second album, they've been carefully composing and reworking tracks and taking time out to perfect their live show. Word from the boys is the record is now 80% finished, and to celebrate Morgan and Milo are releasing a 12" through Metal Postcard - a NY label I've blogged about previously on Movestill. Forever/Too Much is currently off getting pressed and you'll be able to grab copies on vinyl (white vinyl too) and CD here. Head there and you can also grab some free mp3s by ollo, dj foundation, dsico, wax audio, wel hung dj, and dj grandbrother as summer vibes seem to be making Metal Postcard all generous of spirit!

Speaking of generous of spirit, The Emergency were kind enough to send me though a preview of the 12" and said I could offer up an exclusive free mp3 download (...see what I mean about them being super sweet?!)

I thought you might like this one:

Too Much (Brothers Remix) (ZShare)

How great is the looped chorus, hand clap style bass thump and ascending/descending synth?! Amazing, right?!

what a wonderful world

OK. So I know I've bombarded Movestill today and I am sorry for yet another post... but when women hate themselves, I wont be able to afford rent in Sydney much longer and this guy is a paid entertainer, you gotta ask some questions...

BFF

About a month ago I interviewed Swedish duo Air France for one of the mags I write for.



Today, I've heard their wistful, contemplative, deliciously summery electro pop single 'Collapsing At Your Doorstep' turned into a disco number, complete with hand-claps, trumpets and a funny remixed vocal, courtesy of UK producer Friend

I'll give you a heads up when the interview with the Swedish duo is published, just in case you love Air France as much as I do! They had some really interesting stories about how they met and described their music as an avenue through which they could explore and develop their socialist politics.

In the meantime though, jam out to the remix! And also check out the Friend reworking of Rye Rye's 'Shake It' on his myspace, and have a play around his hugely esoteric website

party like mad

I can't believe it, but an hour ago I pressed play and just sat and watched this entire film. It's oddly captivating! Shot by Para One, it shows the crew from Institubes getting fucked up in major cities across the US. I usually give shit like this no more than 5 mins, but this is really wonderfully shot, even more expertly edited, and is really funny. And really gross. If any parents are on the lookout for an example of why their kids shouldn't do drugs... this is a pretty good one. But, then again, it does look pretty fucking fun!

Do it justice and allow yourself 40 mins. Watch on your lunch break or something.



Hooligan Disco (w/ English subtitles) from Institubes on Vimeo.


Its just lucky this guy wasn't on Party Like Mad Patrol at the time...

3RD BIGGEST

So I'm currently online at Sydney's first Official Mac Store. The 3rd biggest in the world.



Right now, I'm on SYDNEY MACBOOK .65 and the guy in the photo was the first person to use photobooth. BABE.

ars238.65@mac if you'd like to AIM me.

Come down, bring cash.

She's BOSSYYYYYY

LiLO BOSSY debut!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"firsts"

last year my two favourite festivals were parklife and homebake (not counting 'nevereverland' because, well you know...). parklife was particularly more fun because it was the first time i did "something".

the first round of acts for this year's line-up just got announced and includes dizzee rascal (WHAT!), soulwax, peaches, does it offend you yeah?, dragonette, goldfrapp, xxxchange and diplo. oh and van she. oh AND van she tech.

YOU CAN'T BUY ME LOVE, BUT YOU CAN BUY ME BUD.

FACT.

amazing tribute to Mr Cash.

hilar (cont.)

When Wii Fit was first launched I was dumbfounded. The idea that people all over the world have purchased a video game to help improve health and fitness instead of going for a walk, a swim, booking into a gym or joining a sport team was lost on me.

If the program itself wasn't idiotic enough, the absurdity has continued with a report issued last night by the Telegraph in London. According to their poll, an average of 6.55 Pounds worth of damage to homes has occurred in the past year due to over-enthusiastic lounge-room-confined work-outs! While that figure may not initially seem much, the article calculated that it equates to a national bill of almost £20.1 million! Furthermore, the Telegraph survey found that 86% of 1,000 women polled earlier this month claimed they already owned a Wii Fit or were planning to buy one soon. I just don't understand why.

The New Carr?

I just came across the little gem and in light of SATC being the hot topic of the moment, let us consider the similarities between Carr and this crazy old bitch...



She loves to make a bold fashion statement (just like Carr)
She's articulate and well versed - note the context and pronunciation of equilibrium (just like Carr)
She poses a challenge to strict, age-defined stereotypical images feminine beauty (just like the old Carr)

So is Crazy Bitch the new Carr Bradshaw? (Look even their initials are the same!) Is wasted as shit at 50 the new single and empowered at40?

God I hope so.

RESPONSE

Wow Sopho.

I also googled Sex In The City, but focused more on the picture side of things. Pictures from the film, star ratings, that kind of the thing. LESS WORDS.

What happened next was incredible. I logged into CARR'S ACTUAL MACBOOK.

I'd recommend doing the same. But, if you're lazy or a dude, just look at the screenshots from my own adventure.







Apart from the fact that the stickies are lines straight from the movie, and that the photo are LAME, the emails ARE pretty funny and the ichat (City Chat) practically REPLICATES my life.

CARR GETS MARR'd!!!!!!!

I’m obsessed with reading reviews of the Sex and The City movie. I saw the film about 2 weeks ago in NYC with my friend Rose, and although we thought a lot of things at the time, my opinions have become much more intelligent since I’ve started to absorb everyone else’s.

Every review seems to make the point that the movie is basically just a bloated TV show, which means it works for the fans (who customarily binge on 5 episodes of the series at a time), but not as a movie in and of itself. The bizarro plot of Samantha’s own bloated-ness is case in point. While this may have been a cutesy ‘Should We Let Ourselves Go For The Ones We Love?’ theme for a 30 minute episode, it seems an odd thing to etch in to cinematic history. But maybe it just jarred with me cos I have bad body image.

There are reviews which also try to tackle a lot more. One piece from The New Yorker takes issue with the conspicuous consumption of the movie. In another review, Stephanie Zacharek brings up my most treasured topic: race, in this hilarious paragraph:

“The writing doesn't serve Parker particularly well, either. Because Carrie is a very busy, very successful, but very disorganized New York writer, she decides she needs an assistant. The woman she hires, Louise (Jennifer Hudson, who gives a likable, openhearted performance), turns out to be a godsend to her. I'm sure the intention was to add a nonwhite character to the mix, and that's not a bad impulse -- especially if you were to imagine a smart, capable, witty black woman holding her own at the brunch table. (Not to mention the fact that even a fantasy vision of New York with so few characters of color is, in 2008, simply incomprehensible.)
But why make your only adult character of color a wise, capable servant girl? Carrie spends too much time beaming magnanimously at Louise. The effect, unintentional but not dismissible, is a kind of "Mammy, what would I ever do without you?" superiority.”

There are also some wonderfully finicky points floating about. I love that Dana Stevens whinges about Carrie Bradshaw being a terrible writer. This was something that had mystified me for years too, though it also sheds light on the mind-boggling popularity of ‘Sydney’s own (self-dubbed ) Carrie Bradshaw’, Sam Brett. And I was tickled to note that carriebradshaw.com had the exact same 1997-style web design as samanthabrett.com – swirls!

I got a kick out of this article by Julia Turner that complains the movie doesn’t have the stylistic integrity of the show, with its emphasis on high end designers.

And then I found myself thrilled to bits by the most bile drenched review I’ve ever come across, which makes the excellent point that “the girls who munch are now ladies who lunch—in all the wrong places. They’re supposed to be hip barometers for everything fresh and trendy in the Big Apple, so why do they hang out in Bryant Park and the Four Seasons? Real trailblazers would be photographed at the Beatrice Inn, Rose Bar in the Gramercy Park Hotel, Café Cluny and Gemma in the Bowery Hotel."

Not only did I feel pretty smug for having just been to that very bar in the Gramercy Park Hotel, but it echoed my general disappointment with the mythology of NYC.

There is this tedious subplot in the movie about Carrie having to get a new mobile number, which, devastatingly, doesn’t contain her old Manhattan zip code. It grated with Rose and I that the rest of the world is presumed to care a great deal about New York City. And young Australians seem to fall in to the trap. It is an essential destination for most of our trips abroad, and on return, everyone seems to breathlessly ask: “So did you love New York?!’ I personally found the whole place a bit bleak, I felt it was a great place if you want to achieve, that it feels like it's trading in on its cultural past, and that the only way to enjoy your time here is to consume. But what do I know anyway, I’m probably just getting intoxicated by my own contrarianism.

Far and away my favourite thing that united all the reviews was that every reviewer just LOVES reviewing this film; it feels important. Their ego is tied up in thinking they are up for the challenge. To this, I am no exception.

I kind of loved it and hated it. I loved the bits that tapped in to my fondness and nostalgia for the show; I liked seeing that little Brady was played by the same actor, that Carrie no longer smoked, that the relationships between the characters have changed- they all seem to be slightly less zealous friends with each other, and that Carrie is still really annoying- she insists on making a big deal out of borrowing library books and having an old phone. I thought most of the new bits, the movie part, were bad. The (I suppose, intentionally) boring subject matter of pre-nups, wedding logistics and purchasing property. The sheer volume of montages; and that Carrie spent much of the move looking like Mary-Kate at age 100, and one or two scenes where I actually thought she looked a bit like me.

So I guess I am finding myself feeling pulled back and forth by two conflicting narratives: the bits in the film that I liked and the bits that I hated.

I think this tension comes from my ingrained suspicion of a The Happy Ending. Personally, I wasn’t convinced that Big actually loved Carrie heaps (I think he expected to end up with someone hotter), but I couldn’t have been happier that they ended up getting married! I was a little perturbed by the message emitted when Charlotte finally gets pregnant, but truth be told I’m glad the doctors were clearly just having a lol all that time, cos she has a baby!

One of the annoying little devices the film used to gloss over these glaring imperfections were the presence of neat little couplets scattered throughout. The 'love' key ring… and then 'LOVE' IS THE PASSWORD! She reads love letters in bed with him… and then HE EMAILS HER THOSE SAME LOVE LETTERS!! The foul wedding suit at the start… AND THEN CARRIE GETS MARRIED IN THE SAME FOUL, ILL-FITTING SUIT AT THE END!!!!1

It’s the same contrived technique employed in smh opinion columns: if you start a piece with “I always dreamt of becoming an acrobat” and end it with “and who knows, maybe it’s not too late to become an acrobat” then it doesn’t matter what arbitrary rubbish you sandwich in the middle. The reader/viewer will congratulate themselves for having such a good memory and leave feeling satiated.

I loved the scene in the movie where Miranda and Carrie sit under a pagoda discussing Steve, and where Miranda explains her difficulty in negotiating the balance between her emotion and intellect. I feel a similar internal struggle when reviewing the reviews: I loved reading intelligent rants against the film, but i do feel a relief when i read equally intelligent justifications of why it is ok just to like it.

It’s a debate that’s raging on movestill at the moment with Michaella’s post about Converse. Is it worth nitpicking about our culture? Should we take a stand, or should we just enjoy it? Can we continue to use the device of rhetorical questions to abdicate really saying anything?

One of the reviews I really liked made an excellent point that made me think I’d thought of it myself. Carina Chocano thought the cliche that no men will see the movie was actually symptomatic of a much deeper problem, "the idea that we might watch movies to empathize with characters whose lives are different from ours but whose humanity links them to us is all but lost.”

The reviews also reflect this mentality. The people that hated the movie don’t see enough of themselves in the movie. Namely, they don’t see people on screen tearing movies in to shreds. The people who like the movie are perhaps those that see their own search for love, meaning or money reflected through Carrie.

This is hardly a new concept, we always look for ourselves in art and respond most to art that is truer of our lives. But there’s almost a role reversal, the regular people who loved the movie loved the movie for what it was, and walked away happily. But the people whose job it was to think critically about movies seem to take this one SO personally- as though the people onscreen are an extension of themselves: ‘well that was not MY Manhattan’, ‘I don’t like Carrie’s outfits anymore, I think it’s ridiculous to spend that much money on clothes!’

And I guess that’s not a new concept either- responses to adaptations of an existing art form are always more intense. They contain memories of the earlier material, responses to what's new, and a reading of the cultural impact in that time.

So this piece really has no natural ending. Basically, I think it’s both a good thing for people to enjoy the Sex and the City movie, and for people to think that their lives have more value than the Sex and the City movie. Maybe it’s not too late to become an acrobat after all.

Style MIA

Yesterday MIA announced she was canceling her European tour to get some rest and 'normalise' which I can totes forgive.

But then last night she wore this



Suuuurrreeellllyyyyyy thats the exhaustion decision-making? No rational mind could decide that this outfit was a good idea. She's got the whole world in her hands! And isn't that the dress Cher wore as a Mermaid in 1990?

Cruisin

Before I go, this is the funniest thing I've seen all day. Please watch the video. Its just too amazing!

Happy 25 years Tom. Just having a self congratulate!

High Places Part 2

Last night Stereogum posted an exclusive preview of the new High Places 7" Vision's The First/Namer. Its available now through Upset The Rhythm from the UK.

The track is dreamier and a little more distracted than their tropicalia-inspired online release from last November. Its pretty incredible. But I'm a pretty huge fan. Have a listen and see what you think.

Their debut full length is due for release in September, so in the meantime you can download an Mp3 (and read an interview I did with the band earlier this year for Pages Magazine) at the wonderfully amazing Mistletone.net The Melbourne label was whispering a few months back that they were trying to bring the duo to Australia for a tour with Lucky Dragons... My fingers are still crossed!

day n night

Remember a while back when I wrote about Kid Cudi? Well, Movestill faves Ro Sham Bo are performing with Cudi (read: cutie) next weekend (thanks for the heaps early notice guys!) Ro Sham Bo Knights is on again, and this time is being described by Ro Sham Levins as "a very special intimate show" (here's hoping!)

Dets as follows:

Ro Sham Bo & Kid Cudi
La Campagna
Liverpool St, CBD
Saturday June 21

Consider this your first and final warning: Tickets are super limited and I am sure will sell out! Plus, at only $25 each, its a steal! Available from Jimmy Sing's Imports (302 Cleveland St Surry Hills) and moshtix

Shake It Off

I love a bit of the old Mimi. I really do. We've been through a lot together over the years...Tommy Mottola, the yo-yo diets, the theatrical masterpiece that was Glitter. Even though she's looking a bit weird in the face these days and she's done the whole Cougar shotgun wedding thing, there's not much she can do to make my loyalty waver. 

But this almost comes close.

Oh Mimi. What's up with the face?

wRong Kelly

Have you been following this? "...the tapes were compressed and lost footage when transfered to DVD..."?! OMG puleeze!

Genius producer, yes. Unwilling to testify, yes. Guilty, ummmm probs.


Flirt (zshare) (vs Broken Social Scene from The Hood)

Completely off topic, Glass Candy played in NY last night with Chromatics. If that lineup isn't enviable enough, you know what we missed?

Thank GOD for You Tube

(PS I have another blog. Its new. Its called grey gardens. Stop by and say hello sometime)

WE LOVE SOUNDS!

so me and a couple of other people called nina and catherine were in the line for the atm on sunday night after the ‘we love sounds’ festival (“we LOVE sounds guys! Just love them!”) when we got to talkin to the girls behind us. they were cute AS! really rockin the “festival fashion”. we made small talk about how hungry we were and how we couldn’t wait to eat pizza and how we felt like our stomachs were caving in on themselves.... etc. they seemed understandably excited by this topic of conversation and noted that they too were hungry but that sometimes it was beneficial when you miss meals at festivals because you’re too busy peaking. one of the girls then proceeded to tell us that she evens goes so far as to prepare pre-festival!

“yeah i know hey! like when i know i’m gonna get my tits out at a festival, i fullaaay take a pinger the night before so i look heaps skinny! it’s so good!”

cab to fox studios: $18
smirnoff black: $9
packet of camel lights: $10
conversation in atm queue: priceless