Well, boy. I’m sure torn. I’m going to go somehow I think - I haven’t been before and I love the Fall. Maybe that’s enough to justify not paying rent? Jk. I am responsible now life. I hope second round is just humungo.
It’s worth it for Marquee Smith and the overall experience. Meredith is by far the best festival I’ve ever been to and pretty much the only festival I consider going to nowadays. The ambience, the drive up to Meredith (and the fact that it’s not fucking Lorne), the people, the shitty rent-a-vans; even the all-too inevitable mud.
Orange Juice were a Scottish post-punk band founded in the middle class Glasgow suburb of Bearsden as the Nu-Sonics in 1976. Edwyn Collins formed the Nu-Sonics (named after a cheap brand of guitar) with his school-mate Alan Duncan and was subsequently joined by James Kirk and Steven Daly, who left a band called The Machetes.[1] The band became Orange Juice in 1979. They are best known for thehit ”Rip It Up”, which reached number 8 on the UK Singles Chart in February 1983, the band’s only UK Top 40 hit.
I planned this mini-playlist a long time ago and never got around to posting it. During a certain point this spring, I began to notice that many of the bands I enjoyed had aesthetic similarities to Orange Juice, most explicitly in the vocals. I tweeted the idea concerning Magic Bullets, who I think exhibit this more than any other group, and they responded…and agreed. Some additional examples, as well as Orange Juice’s largest hit, “Rip It Up.”
I’m back on the internet! Early this month, I moved into a new sharehouse on Lennox Street in Richmond and the modem we ordered has just arrived. O sweet internet, I have missed thee.
I have a pretty sweet room on the ground floor of house, which I’m in the process of unpacking into. I could probably fit two-and-a-half cars in here, or, 82 Smart cars. As you may be able to see, there is a fireplace and a basin in my room. Being a semi-detached terrace, I thought these were Victorian eccentricities but we keep getting mail for “The doctors’ offices”, so there’s the answer to that. I’m living with six others at the moment, four of them New Zealanders. Which is proving… interesting.
As a generalised life update:
I just came back from Meredith, which was really enjoyable this, my fourth, year. I ran into Chrissy and Thao too. Bonuses!
Had an interview for Honours admission on Friday. It seemed to go well. My lecturers who interviewed me were interested in the details and practical approach to my proposed topic, which I’ve called micropublishing, niche small press and publication design in the “decline” of print for the lack of anything “snappier”. I’m really excited about 2011 now.
Time for new employment. Unreliable shifts coverage, late (retail) hours, department store customers in general. Blërg.
I did this on the subway yesterday and the woman across from me had to stifle laughter. I AM ILL MADAM.
Me during Dirty Three at Meredith. What woke me from my sleep was the bogan pressing his elbows into my ribcage yelling “AWWW SHIT YEAH AWWW SHIT YEAH AWWW SHIT YEAH AWWW SHIT YEAH AWWW SHIT YEAH”
I was feeling really sad and weird about life (‘life’) and trying to convince myself I don’t suck (I don’t! …I’m pretty sure) and then dave sent me a video of his sousaphone/melodica cover of deceptacon by le tigre.
life: steezin
I’m talking to Cass on iChat and scrolling through her blog and then I come across this and now I’ve forgotten everything I was meant to do tonight.
I’ve been going though the postpunk archives in search of a Models post of mine I know Tristan reblogged (that I can’t find in my own archives?) and I found this video.
The documentary is basically a fanletter to Girl Talk along the lines of “Girl Talk is my fAvOuRiTe~*~ artist, fuck corporations, fuck copyright, fuck intellectual property, postmodernism, so innovative, ~the internet~, public domain, put your cock in my mouth Girl Talk”.
But then I remember that I think Gregg Gillis is pretty alright looking and I probably won’t mind an hour and a half of looking at his face.
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Orange Juice were a Scottish post-punk band founded in the middle class Glasgow suburb of Bearsden as the Nu-Sonics in 1976. Edwyn Collins formed the Nu-Sonics (named after a cheap brand of guitar) with his school-mate Alan Duncan and was subsequently joined by James Kirk and Steven Daly, who left a band called The Machetes.[1] The band became Orange Juice in 1979. They are best known for thehit ”Rip It Up”, which reached number 8 on the UK Singles Chart in February 1983, the band’s only UK Top 40 hit.
I planned this mini-playlist a long time ago and never got around to posting it. During a certain point this spring, I began to notice that many of the bands I enjoyed had aesthetic similarities to Orange Juice, most explicitly in the vocals. I tweeted the idea concerning Magic Bullets, who I think exhibit this more than any other group, and they responded…and agreed. Some additional examples, as well as Orange Juice’s largest hit, “Rip It Up.”
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Tracklist:
Rip It Up by Orange Juice
That Feeling by Dent May
The House on Fire by The Ballet
The Future by The Drums
Inch of Dust by Future Islands
Lying Around by Magic Bullets
I Can’t Wait by Twin Shadow
Tonight’s soundtrack, on repeat.](http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l7fnrgMs7G1qz7t30o1_500.png)
