Sunday, November 8, 2009

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Aggression

 

I'm bored

 

Otherwise, do any of you remember this neat song:

 

Or this contemporary book:

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Or this drawing that I quite like (even though it's mine):

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Or this photograph (of Manuel! Yo Manny!):

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Or kidofdoom’s real setlist for their Klein Libertas gig:

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I didn’t think so.

Saturday, October 17, 2009

meadow banter

I was at Rocking the Daisies 09.

Pictured here is SHE MAN LION, Gazelle and a few other arbitrates.

They were part of the Red Bull Radar competition, although this was not a first time witness for me. They have performed at Zula Sound Bar in Long Street before, albeit to a lesser crowd than this. Think Johnny Neon, but with more Foals inspired drumming and guitar battling.

One amateurish review aside, the festival was amazing. A definite highlight was the return of the Doodle tent for the Night Of a 1000 Drawings charity initiative. Had fun drawing for an hour whilst Thieve played the worst set of the fest.

Luckily we were all saved by old times when Desmond gave us a dance-off not to be spat at.
I should mention the electro tent, but I'd rather not repeat
the happenings
which occurred there. Rather fiendish.

To Mitchell, Salome, Johnty, Mandy, etc: thanks for being great company
To Portabello: best food ever







mandy







mitchell


Thursday, September 17, 2009

Sunday, August 30, 2009

Friday, August 28, 2009

Untitled 1

I wrote this on a moonlit night on top of a castle's roof with some friends in Namibia. It was unsuspectingly eerie and fantastical at the time. Reading this probably seems like the the incessant ramblings of a fool to you, but to myself and those friends... it's just so much more. You had to be there and see what we saw to appreciate this.

how amazing is this
i am writing in complete darkness
or well,
Orwell

in the night
i am,
impossible bouquet
in the death of night, a tuscan villa
with german walls and art of Africa
cuisine of France
cuisine of America; the soils of
Namibia, solemn angst
arbitrary light
pollen-dusted mountains
dunes illuminating the sky
and
as
always, what the fuck
am I writing?


The hyperlink is an mp3 with the same name.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Smokes on a Train (to Bloemfontein)





Jandré and I. jandré hates blogs. rebel.

Friday, July 17, 2009

and I was a boy from school



these people were walking kak far