1 week ago
Tuesday, 30 September 2014
Tuesday, 26 November 2013
Thursday, 14 November 2013
Thursday, 2 May 2013
Sunday, 24 March 2013
Saturday, 16 March 2013
Monday, 4 March 2013
The gig
tickets : http://www.wegottickets.com/event/208819
7 something till gone 1am
Michael Kasparis of Night School & Apostille
&
Jack of Kristina Records
both play records before, in between & after.
Do come.
Tuesday, 26 February 2013
Sunday, 3 February 2013
Thursday, 17 January 2013
Friday, 11 January 2013
Saturday, 22 December 2012
Tuesday, 4 December 2012
fuckonthecoverfucked
My favourite youtube subscription got taken down.
My only youtube subscription.
Whoever this generous digger, host of beautiful, crap, weird, varied and downright undiscoverable to most and many...whoever this person is, they need holding up not holding back.
Opened my eyes, looking backward, pushing forward, to glares of insight and sprang more streams of imagination in my tiny mind than any clunky business chasing cats, like your itunes or your spotifys could ever, ever, will never do.
I get as much excitement discovering beauty that I never knew existed before my time / early in my time, as I do from something new or of this time. More excited actually. Definitely more excited. It's like these little forgotten doors to things you never knew existed. Real fantasies.
Doors a little bit ajar.
Quick peek.
See SCISSOR FITS
unaware they were from near my home town
and this peek informing me in what I try to do.
A little tiny bit.
Another peek.
HAPPY REFUGEES
happens to appropriate a feeling of my week, that week with a sentiment from beamed out thirty odd years ago.
New context.
Through them, with them, naively I'll look further afield.
Two tips of the iceberg.
Weekly.
Something new to me.
Alternative archive.
Cheeky history.
Ah.
Sure they'll bounce back somewhere.
Waste of 1000s of videos though.
Watched by half a million.
Subscribed to by 500.
Of which me, one.
I miss it already.
I get as much excitement discovering beauty that I never knew existed before my time / early in my time, as I do from something new or of this time. More excited actually. Definitely more excited. It's like these little forgotten doors to things you never knew existed. Real fantasies.
Doors a little bit ajar.
Quick peek.
See SCISSOR FITS
unaware they were from near my home town
and this peek informing me in what I try to do.
A little tiny bit.
Another peek.
HAPPY REFUGEES
happens to appropriate a feeling of my week, that week with a sentiment from beamed out thirty odd years ago.
New context.
Through them, with them, naively I'll look further afield.
Two tips of the iceberg.
Weekly.
Something new to me.
Alternative archive.
Cheeky history.
Ah.
Sure they'll bounce back somewhere.
Waste of 1000s of videos though.
Watched by half a million.
Subscribed to by 500.
Of which me, one.
I miss it already.
Monday, 26 November 2012
Tuesday, 20 November 2012
Monday, 12 November 2012
Munchkins
Art fans.
Clammer and click at the Celebrity Canvas.
The Scream. Edvard Munch.
Inside a million iphones etc.
Screaming to get out.
This bloke bit my head off.
"TURN YOUR FLASH OFF"
(when photographing the Art fans)
Wednesday, 3 October 2012
Record of a Tape
The best record I have bought in ages. A new record of an old tape.
Totally inspired.
Gareth Williams & Mary Currie 'Flaming Tunes' LP
Tuesday, 4 September 2012
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