my favourite fictional band name

for the longest time i have wanted to do an electronic/hip hop act with lyrics based on comment about the state of international evironmental politics crossed with maths. it was to be called "the 'Al Gore Rhythm'", i'm pretty sure it won't happen but if you're keen, steal the name and make something ugly.

work related update

well as it all turned out i got the job i originally applied for. amazing. now i only have to work 1 or maybe 2 jobs. relaxing times. i will call this new world the world of single employment, or job monogamy, whereby one only has one job to attend to. as i make my way through this new and distinctly different lifestyle i will post on how i spend this newly acquired free time. i think this is going to be good thing, as i was a little sick of my polygamus working arrangement. with one main job and occasional work on the side i am a little worried about how my main job will cope with being cheated on, but as the other work is only on weekends and outside of main jobs domain i hope that main job will remain blissfully unaware of indescretions and affairs. job monogamy.

i moved house in the last few weeks, the new place is good, i came home yesterday to my housemates blazing anthrax through the new house stereo. i love my new house

the year of the broken belt

this is the year of the broken belt, this year i have succesfully destroyed 5 belts. Some, like the belts in the image snapped, on others buckles have fallen off. Some were so cheap that the belt simply split down the seam. This phenomenom of the broken belt is new to me, one of my now deceased belts was a gift in 2002 and had traversed the world with me, others were gifts from as recent as christmas just passed. Now i'm not sure if its my constantly expanding waist line that is to blame, it could be shoddy workmanship or simply old age that is destroying my once fine collection of belts. However, from now on 2008 will be known as the year of the broken belt.

the worlds greatest pen

yesterday i found a pen just like this, when you click the button it tells you when you know that you are stoned i.e:

you know you are stoned;

- When "freshly baked" has nothing to do with cooking.

- When you um...uh...I forget.

- When your parking spot reads Bong Loading Zone

- When 4:20 is your favorite time of day.

and several others.

now all i can think of is how stoned i would have to be to think of looking at a pen to tell me how stoned i was. I also have no idea what 4:20 means in relation to getting stoned. when i think of 4:20 i can only think of pies... is it AM or PM? do stoners use 24 hour time, meaning that one would have to arise early to smoke some sweet cheeb? questions better left unanswered i expect. theres is nothing left now but to sit back and admire the worlds greatest pen.

SNFU

snfu were a punk band from canada, they broke up a year or two ago after a 20 year or so career. all the lps they released had 7 word titles. they are probably the only band i have ever seen at my peak listening time of the band. I got to see and meet them twice, once way back in 1996 or 95 and then again with bad religion a few years later (i got to meet bad religion too). the first time i saw them they played to 11 people at the civic youth center in canberra, the second time was at a packed ANU bar with frenzal rhomb and b(L)a(n)d religion. After their first visit i decided to start listening to their records, i liked them, infact i still do. Of all the mediocre pop punk/melodic hardcore epitaph/fatwreck etc etc bands of that time they are the only one i still listen to on a regular basis. In my humble opinion the records actually got better over time aswell. it would seem to me that of all the epitaph/fat bands had a moment where there were 'some' great songs on one record then they would just play new versions of that song endlessly, i'm not saying that SNFU are innocent of this its just that the one song they wrote and then re-birthed endlessly was stacks better than the output of all of their contemporaries.

the final two SNFU releases (as far as a i know) were the ping pong ep and the lp in the meantime and in between times, the ep i am only just discovering and feeling my way through the song "i'm your carpet" is amazing and i would suggest it to all people. The lp saved me from a depressing winter last year. You know how when you're feeling down or bland or a bit despondant its easy to latch onto something - anything, a bottle, a girl, a football team just something outside of you to lift your spirits? well last year it was this lp that got me through some cold and meager months.

the song sick lee and coward lee has a line "even the slightess speck of sun will lift you up when you're down", upon hearing this i walked out of my office cubicle to see if it was true, unfortunately for me it was raining and grey as it was most of last winter, but when the sun did come out it was true and my mood lifted for a bit. it was cos of this record that i quit my cushy temp job and went to work at VU library, tried in vain to bring 'da heavy head dance' into common party vernacular, according to the song the heavy head dance is when you hand your head real low and sway from side to side, the tag line being there's more to life than thrash so lets get stoned and dance. the lyrics like all SNFU records are completely off the wall but seemingly these lyrics are a wee bit more hopeful? i'm not sure how to put it words are failing me right now, the jist is if you can find it get yourself a copy, ask me and i'll even tape you a copy. did you hear about the one legged bridge jumper who broke his good leg in the fall?

update..

well, i was right i didn't get my own job. i came second, that means 3 days a week and still a bunch of nights, it also means that i still have to work 3 jobs to make enough money to pay the bills... bah... fuck.

in other news, i think i mentioned i was robbed recently and got my ipod stolen, if i didn't, that happened a month or so ago. anyhoo, i got me a shiny new ipod that has way to many gig which i will probably never fill. i am however, trying really hard to do so. the point of this is that i put a whole stack of old hardcore on to this toy that i hadn't really listened to before, mostly NYHC like agnostic front, and i realised that agnostic front, or AF as i will now refer to them cos i'm lazy, is pretty good. i remember seeing them on tour in 1996? at the civic youth centre in canberra fun times as i recall. i mostly remember them as being really short and me being really stinky as i came straight from work. i still have the tour 7" but i never have and most likely never will listen to it. the main impression was little guys lots of tattoo's lots of attitude. the other thing that i really like that i put onto the machine is the chronic sick 7" cutest band in hardcore. this rules. i wont review it cos i'm not good at that kinda thing but i really wish i had cottoned on to this previously, good stuff.

the final part of this update is to let the world know that i successfully rode my bike home drunk the other night, no injuries at all, this is a very proud moment for me as the last bunch of times i've ridden drunk i've ended up in all kinds of hurt. fuck yeah!!!