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Total. Bass. Craving.

Must be time to get my dance on again. It's been quite a while. Mmmm, bass...

*chair-dances*
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"untitled", the last track off From Here to Wherever

Cordrazine released their first and only album "From Here to Wherever" in 1998, disbanding shortly after. Over the intervening 13 years it's been the soundtrack to every hurt and heartbreak It's still one of my very favourite albums.

I just found out today that they re-formed last year and have released a new album, "Always Coming Down".


the title track off the new album
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Released right around the time of the Brisbane floods, this silly litle track reminds me of home and all that's good about Queensland (and makes me happy that other people my age remember the Fitzgerald Enquiry and Brisbane's somewhat chequered past).



By Evil Eddie, formerly of Butterfingers, the guys responsible for oh-so-classy tracks like this one.

<3 Queensland.
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Shiny 2

A month or so ago, while we were in Melbourne, I bought myself a rather special birthday present.

Shiny 1

It's big and it's shiny and it's something I'd wanted for a long, long time but could not afford.

Shiny 3

Now, thanks to cheap Chinese manufacture, this very pretty thing is mine, all mine.

Shiny 4

Do you know what my shiny thing is? )
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Crowd by Alex
...waiting... (photo by Alex, used with permission)


Last week Alex and I went out on a school night to see Regina Spektor play at the Tivoli theatre. Doors opened at 6:30pm, and since it was a Monday night we assumed the gig would start around 7. How wrong we were. The old theatre grew stale with people as we waited an hour and a half for the support act to come on. We passed the time playing with the camera and chatting to the folks around us, including uber fan-boy and his unyeilding BO. We were tired, our feet ached and our noses threatened to strike, yet we did not move, for I had staked a spot as close as I could get with a clear line of sight to Regina's piano. The collective impatience was palpable, and then a small man, a boy really, with Tom Baker hair and an accoustic guitar emerged stage left. He instroduced himself as Only Son and strummed out 20 minutes of pleasant tunes to the accompanyment of his iPod, then told us a stream-of-conciousness story about a koala.

Only Son
Only Son rocks the Tom Baker 'do'


Another wait ensued, but only half an hour or so, then a face with a mischevous smile poked out from behind a curtain. The audience got a wee bit excited and Regina Spektor hobbled out, supported by a fancy black cane. My view of the stage disappeared as people pushed in and my smaller stature gave them the advantage. I'm bigger than Regina though: she's quite short, and remarkably beautiful and gracious (even when she's being naughty). She introduced herself, apologised for being high on pain killers, showed off her cane and arduously limped to the piano. Once seated, all appearance of fragility vanished. When she plays the piano she is suddenly bigger, stronger, more vibrant. Her quiet voice and shy mannerisms vanish and there she is, in glorious voice and completely present. In short, she is wonderful.

Regina Cane
Regina shows off her cane


The show contained a good mix of material from all her albums, at least once you included the encore. Twice, I think, Regina embarked from the piano for the guitar, via a treatcherous walk across the stage. We (the audience) would have been happier if the roadie had carried her (she's small enough), rather than wincing in sympathy at every step, but she made the trip without incident each time. She slowly exited at the end of her set, only to return for the encore.

Oooh Face
She pulls the greatest photos when she sings


The show was excellent. All her pieces were performed flawlessly, with the exception of a stumble in "Us" in her encore. Not bad for a girl high on pain killers. A show well worth catching, should you get the chance. More photos behind the cut. )

WYSIWYG

Jul. 15th, 2007 05:38 pm
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As you've probably guessed, the home computer is working again. Many thanks to [livejournal.com profile] stephanduke who took the ram out, jiggled it and put it back in again. The benefit of a working home PC is I can play with photos again. The down side is that Photoshop locks more often with the files from the new camera. You win some, you lose some. When I'm less poor [1] I'll invest in a new MoBo, chip, video card and monitor. Eventually...



We've had a lovely weekend after a busy first week back at work. Not only did we get see the mischievous [livejournal.com profile] drspleen and his LSF, who's company we had been bereft of for the last 12 months, we also got to take the internet-free [livejournal.com profile] blue_kitten to our new best local coffee-shop, and had the pleasure of a visit from Adrian and Mari, who have upped and left Sydney to join us here in drought-stricken Brisbane. A weekend full of people we love is one well spent.



I am officially smitten with my new camera. Not only can I now take proper macro pics (as you can see - these ones have not been edited), I can also shoot in low light without pixellated graininess. I have some photos from the Regina Spektor concert that are quite frankly amazing considering the conditions and my inexperience with single lens reflex. I'll get around to processing the cream and posting them up sometime this week, and eventually I'll start going through the 1.5 gig of shots from our holiday.

Rust3


[1. when I stop spening all my money on fish, photography and concerts]
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...I have tickets to see Regina Spektor!

It's a Monday night, but hey, it's Regina!
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15.09.2006 Dresden Dolls @ The Arena, Brisbane, Australia


That afternoon I stepped off the plane from Sydney, took a taxi home, washed the travel off me and put on my dancing clothes. I had a concert to go to.

We missed ZenZenZo due to the early start necessitated by the all-ages status of the gig (which also likely accounted for the prominent police presence). By 7:30 I'd worked my way to a suitable viewing station on the mezzanine level (for the Arena-familiar, near the booth area, which was cordoned off due to structural difficulties (holes in the floor!)). The Red Paintings appeared, suitably bizarrely attired, and took the crowd on a sonic ride with electric violins and violas, drums and guitars, and a vocalist channeling Maynard Keening and Brian Molko.

Between the Paintings and the Dolls we were treated to Jason Webley's piano accordion and spoken word version of "Hey Ya" (by Outkast) and I consolidated my position against the railing whilst the crowd played along.



Then Amanda Palmer (in a faded Iron Maiden T, hot pants and suspenders) and Brian Viglione (plus bowler hat) entered stage left and I know we were in for a rocking show. It didn't take Brian long to loose his shirt, much to the approval of the fan-girls, as his frenetic drumming left him dripping with sweat. We all sang along to the songs we knew and delighted in the live show lyrics ("I can even fuck him in the ass..."in Coin Operated Boy).



With Brian on guitar they gave "Port of Amsterdam" the full cabaret treatment (confusing some in the audience) and covered a range of material, including their version of Black Sabbath's "War Pigs". In the midst of the massive build-up for "Half Jack", Amanda broke a keyboard peddle and a replacement was rushed on stage while they continued playing. Tunes from both the old album and new were performed with gusto and when they left the stage all too soon an encore was furiously demanded. Striding back on stage, Amanda showered the front rows with beer in rock start style (delivered from the mouth) before taking the drums for a riotous dissection of Bon Jovi's "Living on a Prayer" with Jason Webley on accordion and Brian on Guitar.



The night climaxed with a performance of "Girl Anachronism" that shook the ceiling, the crowd revolting against security and ignoring the barrier to have a dance. Then it was over and the crowd filed out: a sea of black and gothic fashion at 10:15 pm. I felt I should want a cigarette.

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Smiley's not at work today. Smiley has a cold, so she's at home with happy hard pumping loud. Long live BiPolar!


Dogems


So, Mayhem. What can I say? Fan-f*cking-tastic once more. I spent the day before madly sticking my fingers with a sharp needle, making groovy arm decorations for Alex and myself. By 7pm we were all done and wondering where our celebrity guests had gone, and we were overdue to be invaded by Melbourne folks. Eventually, [livejournal.com profile] zenandtheart, [livejournal.com profile] nurseysarah, [livejournal.com profile] the_trav and [livejournal.com profile] binkee arrived, and we all crammed for the bathroom at once. An hour later we were all dressed up with somewhere to go.


The gorgeous girls


We arrived at the venue to find a strong police presence, and as expected, the sniffer dogs were out. Now, from a harm minimisation perspective, I'm not a big fan of the dogs, so they have no right to be so damn cute! Alex and I were confronted by a very young and extremely wriggly black labrador that was just so excited about it all. Eventually we all made it inside and quickly located the other 10 000 people we knew (well it felt like that, anyway.) I had a chat to Mr. Alek Szhala himself before commencing the hugathon. Names and faces; Flash, Jason, Alex, Josh, Lisa, Milan, Ty, Danny, Dash... It seemed most everyone had made it.


Alex, Flash and I


I decided that first things first, I'd tour the grounds and grab a few photos. This plan whent exceptionally well until I realised BiPolar were on in the main room, so I dashed back to the cloak room, ditched the camera, then made my way to the front of the dance floor, where (surprise) I found my hubbie and most of our crew. Bang on! At the end of their set I caught a bit of Sven/DJ Hiro in the chill room, then hit the Happy Hard room for Finn number 1, Drumhead. His set finished all too soon, so after a bit of a wander it was back to the main room for the next 3 hours: Carbon Based (live FiNRG), Clerics of Anarchy (live locals, freeform), and Alek Szhala (also Finnish). Just wow.


The main room. The decor this time was the best yet.


Carbon Based had quite a stage presence and so much energy. During their set I found Amanda and Sarah in the crowd, then turned around to see a super-cute Corch behind me! Carbon Based were good fun and got a decent crowd going, but as they finished, the crowd really swelled, as next on the decks were the Clerics, local hero Seventy7 teamed with Wispa (and yes, they came on stage in the robes). What can they say? They completely blew me away. Set of the night as the two of them bounced around and pumped out some of the freshest, fastest freeform I've ever heard. Absolutely everyone went off and I didn't move from my spot, despite having an extremely full bladder I couldn't leave; the music was just too good! After a quick dash to the ladies, I was back for Szhala, though after COA, his set lacked oomph. He was still worth seeing, the talented man, as he performs all his own music and does get the crowd going.


Fantasting lighting - main room


Now it was 3am and I'd seen all the main acts I'd come to see, so I thought I'd go for a spin ont he dodgems. It turned out everyone else had the same idea. Ditto for the jumping castle, so Alex and I wandered around chatting to people before settling into the chill room for a bit of a snuggle. Turns out the DMF folks had the same idea! By 4am, the underslept among us were starting to fade, including stil not recovered from the trip Alex and I. By 5am we were walking out the door, and for the first time in 2.5 years Alex and I weren't there for the very last set, but then again, no one we were that keen on had the closing set.


Decks in the chill room


So a select party (zenandtheartAmanda, the_travthe Trav, gaffmanCorch, nurseysarahSarah and binkeePam, along with bird_eJason and Alex and 2 of their friends) headed back to our place to recover, where we were later joined by Flash and a friend of his. At 7am I mysteriously recovered my energy and managed to bounce around for the next 3 hours until everyone deserted us.


Random pants


At some point I grabbed 3 hours sleep, and then we were off to collect Josh for a de-briefing of his night. We watched Miyazaki's Nausicaa and the valley of the wind over dinner then crawled into bed around 9pm. As I closed my eyes, lasers flickered before me and the bass beat filled my head until I drifted into sleep.


Shiny things!
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Alex, myself and a few friends went to Mayhem on Easter Saturday as a buck'n'hen type celebration. Good friends, great music.

piccies )
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Music is a wonderous thing. It has the power to unify us, to unite us in joy and admiration. Music can inspire us and raise us up. And it can just plain be fun.



On Saturday night I saw the Mountain Goats play at the Zoo. Alex and I were supposed to go together, but the boy had a fever and was rather miserable. After ringing around lots of people who were out of town, [livejournal.com profile] miss_verucasalt agreed to come see a band she'd never heard of. We got there early and settled down to listen to the first act...

...and the head stones climed up the hills )

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