Walking home tonight along Sydney Rd, I realised that the graffiti down the side of the Mitchell St shops had been painted over in ugly yellow and grey. You can still see shadows of the loops and swirls beneath the paint, straining against it to get to the surface.
What bothers me is that I remember [...]
Entries from January 2008
January 28, 2008
Local landmarks
January 26, 2008
Review: Lust, Caution
There’s a moment near the beginning of Lust, Caution where Mr Yee (Tony Leung) smooths back his immaculately brylcreemed hair with the heels of his palms. It’s a flicker of a gesture, one that gives away a world of detail about Yee, his attention to detail, and his sense of (and desire for) control. It’s [...]
January 22, 2008
Hipsters and porn
1) I saw him again! The perfect hipster, the one who is reverse stalking me. He came into the cafe and Sarinah and I did a range of hand gestures to try to catch his attention, but failed. We are practicing our hand gestures for tomorrow in the hope that he comes back, and also [...]
January 21, 2008
Amy Winehouse, please don’t die!
It’s four fifty-three in the morning; I guess the insomnia’s back. My brain has turned to mush and I just spent the last forty-five minutes thinking about Amy Winehouse.
I really feel sorry for the girl. Not in the same way I feel sorry for Brad Pitt, which is flippantly (Billy Bob got Angelina when she [...]
January 17, 2008
Sometimes you just can’t win.
You know how sometimes it’s the little things that set you off? Yeah. I got fined for not having validated my ticket today and I’ve been crying ever since.
It wasn’t as though I didn’t have a ticket, by the way. I bought it two minutes before I got on the tram, fought through the peak [...]
January 15, 2008
Nagyi
My grandmother’s been in and out of hospital recently, and last night I stayed over at her place, making dinner and feeding the cat and generally being around in case she broke her hip on the way to the toilet at night. I haven’t slept over there in a long time, not since I’ve been [...]
January 12, 2008
Review: Girl Talk
Live show? Fucking awesome.
There is something very special about being smooshed up in a club with your closest friends, your old friends, and your best friend’s little sister. There is something good and right and true about being bought revolting Jaeger bombs, slipping onto the dance floor, and dancing like a motherfucker.
And there’s something spectacularly [...]
January 11, 2008
Review: Kala
I was chatting with Seb about this album the other night and it reminded me that I’d threatened to write some things about like how good good music is and shit. How’s that for a promise of cogent music criticism? Seb’s take on the album was that it was good, but not top-three-albums-of-2007 good. I [...]
January 9, 2008
Trashtacular
There’s something kind of purifying about a big, trashy night out. Especially when you don’t anticipate it; when you think you’re going out for a quiet drink and end up stumbling home at five in the morning, arguing with the cab driver because they didn’t turn the meter on on the assumption that you could [...]
January 7, 2008
Birthday facelift.
Yesterday was my birthday, and to mark the occasion, amongst other things, I decided to give this blog a facelift.
I’ve been mulling over ideas of Googlability, if that be a word, and realised that the best way to have control over the fragments and pieces floating around when you Google my name would be to [...]
