Wednesday, January 30, 2008

My Big Day Out.

Ah, what a day. The day really started at 11 as I walked through the gates. Straight away I made contact with my mate form uni and companion for the day. Big plus. Then the music started and we were off.

We started out wanting to check out the jjj unearthed winners but wondered into Miso instead. Mistake, they are spacey electric stuff that probably would have sounded great after a bucket load of LSD. When we found The Pryor Theory, they weren't much better. Less LSD but still not something you want to stand in a crowd for. So we moved on.

Passing by Die! Die! Die!, we found out way to British India. If you have a chance, check them out, they are good live. We rocked out for a few songs but both being science students we were allured by a band with a nerdy name*. The Eddy Current Suppression Ring, nerdy name with a punk sound and the simplest drum kit I've seen on stage. The music was good and the singer had a dancing style that look like a young Joe Croker gone punk.

We then found our way to the main stage for the first time to see Anti-flag. Angry boys that do a good job of being the cliche rebellious punk band. They had a Mohawk, wore black, played loud and screamed, but for some reason their American specific anthems didn't do much for us. We found more joy when we wondered into Brotha Black, an Aboriginal hip-hop artist. Pretty sweet.

We were pulled back to the main stage for Faker. Win. From the moment the sing ran onto, then around the stage, I knew it was going to be good. The music was great and the performance one of the best for the day. The singer was fantastic, he went for running around, to jumping for speaker to speaker, to rolling around on the ground, to climbing the scaffolding without missing a note.

We strayed from the main stage again for Gyroscope. Not a mistake but we didn't stay long. Back again to the main stage for the end of Midnight Juggernauts and then Regurgitator. Remember them, they had hits with polyester girl and !(the song formally know as the song formally know as !) and they spent some time in a bubble. They well worth the walk**. They passed through so many genres in the hour they almost got a speeding fine.

Just a few steps away on the other main stage was the Hoods. I was afraid they would play the same set as they did at pyramid, but i had nothing to worry about, they even had some new friends on stage. Low rider*** played with the Hood for about half the set and it good. One thing that made me sad was the crowds reaction to the Aboriginal welcome ceremony before the Hoods Played. They showed it no respect. Just a few steps back to the first main stage for Grinspoon who did play pretty much the same set as at pyramid, but whee it rocks that hard you just don't mind that much. Still no just ace, most sad.

Next came tea. Hot chips from Nandos and a look at the Nightwatchman. Tom Morello's song acoustic project. Rage-brilliant, Audioslave-rocks, this-not so much. Then the real fun started.

Back for the final time to the main stage. First up, Silverchair. Well the old Silverchair is pretty much gone but the new puts on a good show. Jones is still rocks and the inclusion of the greatest view and freak kept me happy. And then, the longest hour ever! What were the organisers thinking, "I know what will go well between Silverchair and Rage Against the Machine. Bjork". NO! Now I wouldn't normally mind a bit of Bjork, but not there. And when so many of the crowd and turned up to see Rage, not many where I was enjoyed Bjork.

Then it happened. And I don't mean a punch on, which did break out just next to me. Rage Against The Machine! Best Ever! It started with testify and kept going****. The whole thing was one giant high light. From Zack's rant against war and consumerism and props for getting rid of Howard to Tom's Guitar. I didn't think it would get much better than Freedom and Killing in the Name for an encore, but there was short patch, for most of Sleep Now in the Fire, that everyone around me was moshing perfectly in time. It was just beautiful, Dream Come True!

We strolled away for that 70 mins happy beyond description. Nothing was left, in the line up or us, but to jam on a train and go home. We scored seats and conversation with strangers started by my F.R.O.G band, win.

Well that was my Big Bay Out. Nothing that anyone really needed to know, I was just wanting to brag, and to keep the blog momentum going. *****

*plus we had seen them at pyramid rock.

**not that we walked far. I just didn't want to say fantastic again so soon.

*** Hip-hop band with singer, keys, bass, drums.

****for the full set list see the herald sun hit lift out on thursday Jan 24, or my post on Sean Bentler's facebook wall.

*****you may have noticed a lot of the end notes in this post. That is because I love them. The best end note are by Terry Pracket. They are mostly factual information about made up things that don't add anything to the story. I am going to try and use them more as they are fun. Thanks goes to B.C for reminding me of them.

Saturday, January 26, 2008

The building yay.

This is about my new car.

I started out not excited about it at all. After all the time and effort it took just to get my last car on the road, only for it to have a minor brake down. Then after just 5-6 months it dies completely. Plus the whole process of finding and deciding to but this car felt very rushed. It was just about the first car we saw for sale after my previous car was condemned. I wanted to take my time and find an awesome car that I was ultra excited about. Then dad found this cat, that's right I didn't even really get to find it. I was a good deal and was in good condition. I had look around and could not find anything as good.

So we checked it out. It really was very clean and in fantastic condition. The owner's grandma had bought it new and had driven it up until about a year and a half ago. So, it was low on km's and had been well looked after. It fill all my reasonably criteria but I was still very unenthusiastic. So after a bit of thought and consultation with my mechanic friend, I decided to buy the car.

Still my enthusiasm for the whole deal did not rise. It took a good 2 weeks for the car to be ready, which did not phase me as I was rather indifferent and on beach mission. Then I got home and after a few days my car was ready. I had been working in Mirboo North, a half hour drive, so I had been borrowing my parents car or getting a lift. After that, the idea of having a car of my own again was sounding good.

So I got the car, but all the paperwork still stood in the way, squashing my excitement. it just reminded me of all the work we went through with my last car only for it to die. Luckily, the guy we bought the car off had done most of the form to change the rego, so all we had to do was fill in my details and take it down to vicroad. The insurance and RACV turned out to be just short phone calls. At it was all mine. The excitement levels were starting to pick up. I was really happy with the idea that I had a car, but not over the moon about the actual one I had.

Then two small acts started my enthusiasm in the upwards direction. I cleaned it. In the two and a half years I owned my other cars, I didn't clean them one. I washed it and vacuum cleaned the inside. Then i got some hub caps. And BAM, I start thinking, 'this car doesn't look half bad'. Then I started to drive it a bit.

After months of being stuck in family car with poor radios, to be in my own car with a decent Cd player and good rear speaker was awesome! I drove it to the city for a party. The party, horrible, but the drive was fantastic. From there the enthusiasm has continued to grow. I came out of work last night and was like 'dam my car looks cool'. Add to that the impending inclusion of my Cd player and front speakers I'm finally at the point of saying, 'Yay! I have a new car!'.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

A tale of sand and trees.

This is something I came to realise one day as I wondered the isles of IGA. But I should warn anyone that actually reads the blog on my space. Look Away Now! Or this will just be a repeat.

The tale I'm sad to say is one of intense hatred. That's right, as it so happens, sand and trees are mortal enemies. There are some that would say that this is crazy, but with a little thought on the matter it is plan to see. There are also people, mostly the same people as before, that will tell you that putting thought into this topic is crazy, but i chose to ignore them and continue happily.

Sand, it appears, has hated trees for a long time and as it is very patient, has been working away at it's plan against trees for many years. Sand has very cleverly infiltrated it's self into our civilisation. How? Glass. It's everywhere. Window, doors, mirrors, tvs, glasses, all throughout our world there is glass. It was a brilliant plan, you don't even see it most of the time! Enter the next complexity of the plan. It's not just everywhere, it's always being looked through, so it must be clean. This is the inspired part, how do you clean glass? With paper! Everything else you clean with cloths or material, but glass you clean with paper. And where does paper come form? That's right, trees. So sand has found a way to kill millions of trees every year.

This leads to the question, why? What is the reason for this loathing? I have one theory. It is based in the realms of jealousy or revenge. Now, I don't know if it was a deliberate move by trees, but something happens when a lot of trees gather in the one place. It encourages rainfall, and rain is just water. Sand, as you all know, has a very intimate relationship with water. They spend a lot of time together at the beach, and with all that rubbing and washing up against each other, they couldn't help but become close. So, when sand saw that trees were congregating to create rainfall, it's no wonder it started disliking them. However I'm not exactly sure as to whether it is jealousy or revenge. Is the sand just jealous that the water is leaving the ocean (and it) to be with the trees. Or has the sand noticed that the rain is falling from a great height, and then being consumed by the trees, and thus seeking vengeance for all the water the trees have killed (kind of). Both are very valid reasons.

So now you understand the situation. But do not forget, this is an ongoing issue. If anyone can think of a way to help or solve this problem that doesn't involve taking trees to the beach and rubbing them in the sand and water to get them all better acquainted, please let me know.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

The one with none before it.

You may have picked from the title that this is my first blog. Also that I have been watching to much friends. I have started this blog for a few reason.

Firstly, and mainly because my linguistic abilities are poor. This sounds like a bad reason to start a blog, but I am hoping that if I force myself to keep writing, then they will improve. It's not that I desperately need a better way with the words now. I have got by so far, and I'm a science student anyway, it's mainly numbers for me. However, I was thinking about the George Orwell novel nineteen eighty-four. That is where "Big Brother" came from, and in the story, Big Brother was thinning out the dictionary. The idea was that if the population didn't know the word, they could not formulate the idea. For example, if they didn't know any negative words like bad or poor, they could not complain, and if they didn't know the work "free" they can't realise that they are not. That got me thinking, if i had a better grasp of the language, would my thoughts be more elaborate or complex. What ideas and thoughts have passed me by because I was not able to form them in my mind. Would I be more able to grasp the feeling of awe at the night sky or the joy that a good song brings.
(Interesting side note for all you rage fans, 1984 was quoted in the song Testify. 'who controls the past, controls the future. who controls the present, controls the past')

My second reason is that the idea of writing something that people might actually read scares me to bits. And I try whenever I can to do thing that fill me with fear. Not only is it great fun, but i believe it helps you grow and become a better person.

Third reason, everyone else was doing it! And you know me, anything to fit in.... well not really.... I hope?

Anyway, that's the first one over, who knows what is to come.