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Sunday, August 26, 2012

Feel inside (and stuff like that)

This is worth it - for nothing else than Murray's filing system.

"I'm actually, at this point, at an 'eh?'... cause I'm confused.  I'm kind of halfway between an 'in' and mmm'.  So 'eh?' I've got a lot of stuff in there already... but we can transfer it to 'in'."


Saturday, August 25, 2012

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Tim Rogers in Fort Wayne, Indiana

Wish I was at this concert.

Read the Review here. See the photos here.

Monday, August 20, 2012

For Peter Norman

Just wanted to say thank you to Peter Norman.  History is littered with bad things happening to good people who's only crime was that they believed in a world beyond their time.  Glad Australia has finally decided to recognise his bravery.

Anais Mitchell - The Sheperd's Song

So gentle. So many layers. Thank you Anais.

Sunday, August 19, 2012

the winter list

Almost a year ago, Silver Cinder played its last gig at The Sando in Newtown. Last Saturday, Tam and I decided to get together and play and record a few songs. I guess you could say it was 'for old time's sake'. But we ended up enjoying it so much that we've decided to try and do it more regularly. And so The Winter List is born. It's pretty exciting. We'll be putting up a new song each week for the next little while. Here's the first one.  A big thanks to Peter Pigott who did such a great job with the camera. Thanks mate!

Hope you like it.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Friday, August 17, 2012

Clarke and Dawe: penetrating the Australian psyche

Clarke and Dawe once again penetrate the fragile Australian soul, peel off our layers of insecurity, and leave us all naked, staring in the mirror, slightly embarrassed: check it here.

Monday, August 13, 2012

I remember when...

On today my 30th birthday (at time of writing), it's time to play a game called I remember when.  The rules are, for each decade that you've been alive, name three moments that you can clearly remember as if you were there. They don't have to be moments that changed your life.  They just have to be moments that you remember vividly ; Memories that, when you put your mind to it, you can actually feel, see and smell.

Here are mine:

0 - 10

1.  I remember running to line up to buy 5 cent 'zooper doopers' from the canteen in kindergarten.  Mum or Dad would give us 20 cents for the week, or maybe it was 10 cents, and it was the most precious thing in the world.  We'd race each other out of class to be at the front of the canteen line at play lunch.  I can still feel the anticipation.

2.  I remember playing 'statues' in my Nana's garden.  When Mum and Dad arrived to pick us up, Fiona and I used to pretend we were a permanent part of Nana's front garden so that we didn't have to go home.  Nana would play along, feigning that she hadn't noticed us, and telling our parents that she didn't know where we were and that they should probably head on home without us.

3.  I remember Mrs Bain turning Chris Ewan upside down after he'd swallowed a 10 cent coin and performing the heimlich manoeuvre to save his life.  It was the most impressive thing I'd ever seen.

10 - 20

4.  I remember waking up in hospital from my first epileptic fit to see my Uncle sitting opposite me.  The look on my Uncle's face was one I'd not seen before and one I'll never forget.

5.  I remember singing in Mrs Swain's last chapel service.  At the end of Like as the Hart there are three lingering chords on the organ.  Although I didn't know it then, those chords marked the end of my period below time.

6.  I remember wagging school with Yi-Lee to watch the sun rise over the opera house.  I wasn't exactly sneaking off to take heroin, but it felt dangerous and worthwhile.

20 - 30

7.  I remember sitting in on judicial deliberations at the International Criminal Tribunal for the former Yugoslavia.  It confirmed that this fragile life of ours is governed by laws that are made by human beings; that the type of society we live in is shaped by ideas; and that you have to participate in those ideas if you want to create change.

8.  I remember sitting in a field of long grass in front of the Mont St Michel with someone I knew that I loved.  The sun turned the grass a golden yellow as the wind threatened to turned the pages of our sketch books.  I learned that day that love is the most powerful gift someone can ever give you.

9.  I remember singing Wolves by Bon Iver at The Vanguard.  The room was silent for the final song.  The guitar was slightly out of tune.  But when the audience joined in on the chorus, that was a moment, and everything else ceased to exist.

So many more I could mention... but yeah, that's how you play I remember when.  Feel free to send through your answers!

There's really nothing to this sound...

Exciting news - we're playing again. Stay tuned.

Thursday, August 09, 2012

La Blogotheque

If you haven't already discovered La Blogotheque you should probably just go ahead and clear your afternoon and check it out.  Beautifully shot videos of your favourite or soon to be favourite bands playing your favourite songs live, acoustically and in public.

Check out the effort by Phoenix, filmed under a bridge in Paris beside the Seine.

Just in case there is any doubt, this is hipster porn.

Tuesday, August 07, 2012

Why is it hard to make friends over 30?

Great article in the NY Times looking at the three conditions considered crucial to making close friends (proximity; repeated, unplanned interactions; and a setting that encourages people to let their guard down and confide in each other,) and why it is so hard to make good friends after the age of... ahem... 30.

Check it out here: Friends of a Certain Age

Thanks to Hughmus for the heads up.

Grizzly Bear - Yet Again

With new album Shields due out on 17 September, it's time to check out the new one from Brooklyn-based hipster-magnets Grizzly Bear.  For those of you familiar with Grizzly Bear's music, you'll probably notice that the first half of this song is considerably less complex (and therefore 'poppier') than the concophony of sounds that they usually pump into their songs.  If that disappoints you, (for me, it doesn't!) wait for the last minute to kick in and you'll see they haven't lost the art of throwing a microphone up against a room full of instruments.

For me, this song is probably more accessible than the songs served up on their last album Veckatimest.  It'll be interesting to see if that's indicative of the album more generally.  That drum beat (a clever mix of accoustic and electric drums) is pretty darn catchy.  And the growling threat of distortion on the heavily reverbed guitar riff is honeycomb for the ears.  Love it.

But hey, that's just... like... my opinion, man.  What do you think?


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Saturday, August 04, 2012

Richard Cuthbert - Love Letter

Love this little song from old uni mate Richard Cuthbert.  Great effects on the piano.

Friday, August 03, 2012

Clarke and Dawe : The Olympics

Clarke and Dawe are back with their take on the Olympics, and Australia's lack of success.