Monday, December 14, 2009

Rum, Brandy, Sodomy, the Lash, and a Few Good Goals

It's pretty hard to knock this (enjoy the commentary, by the way) out the box in terms of what I will and won't post footage about, but Marc Antoine Fortune's thunder bolt for Celtic is kinda a big deal as he's been much maligned and hardly played since his 4 million Euro arrival at Parkhead.

I watched Celtic v Motherwell live on Sat night, downing some overly potent home made egg nog in the process. Pretty hard to convey the excitement when Fortune broke the 2-2 deadlock with his goal, mainly because the SPL isn't exactly champagne football and I'm one of the 113 people in Oz who even give a f*&k about it - but it was literally his first touch after he got on the pitch.

Oh, and Arsenal beating Liverpool was pretty sweet, too.

Sorry, Memph.

Attack of The Unreleased Demos Part Deux: Interlude (Prod. by Styalz Fuego)

This track is actually one of a 3 part interlude series that I cut with Styalz Fuego a little while back for a solo project. The plan was to sprinkle them throughout the other tracks to maintain a constant theme.

I'll post the other two, umm, I dunno, when I post 'em.

I should probably add it to imeem etc. but I just can't be bothered.

I'm not really this lazy or apathetic when it comes to my music, I'm just holding out until I can give you some new stuff. Which, one way or another, will happen in the new year.

How Commodities Prices Directly Impacted My Weekend

Ah Bubs. Everybody's favourite junkie. Affable, charismatic, and well-informed.

Much like the junkies who ripped out my copper gas pipe and a sizable chunk of my gas meter on the weekend. Well, they have the well-informed part in common, anyway.

After the crippling rage simmered down (I briefly considered finding local scrap metal joints and offering them $200 for any info they could give me), I had to chuckle at the notion of a couple of scraggly smack head life partners reading the Financial Review over a lunch at the soup kitchen.

"Ay baaaaaabe, says 'ere copper's garn thru the roof!"

"Yeah I know. Jeez, I tell ya - commodities prices these days."

Seriously though, I hope those f*&king deadbeats die.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Innovation From A to Z

I came across this cool artist site a few weeks ago via a 'Web Entrepreneurs' newsletter that I help put the advertising together for.

Northern Irish rock band, Ash have sold 8 million albums worldwide. Now they've thrown the traditional music distribution model out the window with their clever A-Z series of singles.

Available primarily as a digital subscription -- with the opportunity to purchase limited edition vinyl -- subscribers receive a new song every two weeks for a full year. As the promotion began October 12, those that sign up now will receive all the releases to date, then the new ones as they are launched.

Ash front man, Tim Wheeler, recently stated, "The way people listen to music has changed; with the advent of the download the emphasis has reverted to single tracks."

Not a bad idea, that.

Boronia Brilliance

Black Bones from Rhett Dashwood on Vimeo.

This is some good work from my Bosnia buddy Rhett Dashwood. If you didn't catch it earlier this year, check out his acclaimed Google Maps Typography, or just cruise over to his site and check out the other stuff this brilliant crazy bastard is up to.

An Inconvenient Shuduppa You Face

Here's what I don't get about the climate change "debate."

There are politicians who think it's a myth. Whatever. Fair enough. I guess.

However, these politicians are so stubbornly stuck on the idea that it's a myth, that they refuse to engage with any policy (or policy-making) that places primacy on solving any related environmental issues right now. So you get your "I'm not ripping off the tax payers' in order to pay for some pie in the sky scheme that aims at solving a problem that doesn't exist" line.


But carbon emissions are bad, right? That's not up for debate, is it? You see where I'm going with this....

Maybe you think climate change is a crock of $hit. But you know that many interrelated environmental issues are not.

If these politicians don't want to back an emissions trading scheme at the expense of, well, expenses, but they admit that carbon emissions (and a bunch of other eco stuff we can work on) are bad for the environment, then they're either too stupid or too dangerous to be trusted. It it's bad, and you can affect a positive change, then do so. If you know it's bad, and you don't want to affect a change (regardless of the paternalistic reasoning behind it) you're a bit of a prick.

I don't have anything specifically against people sticking their heads in the sand. But it seems to me that if you genuinely think climate change is a myth then you shouldn't believe in the hole in the o zone layer, rising sea levels, or any other proven environmental truth bombs (water is wet, etc.) either.

Having said all that (did I say all that?), I fully admit to being a complete f*&king hypocrite because I do very little to curb my own lifestyle in aid of creating a more ecologically sustainable society.

So blah.

I'm sorry for being grumpy, I procrastinated over buying a sweet 1981 Retro Celtic FC track jacket and it's now out of stock and never to be re-manufactured.

I may denounce all of the above listed, half-baked opinions as early as this time tomorrow.

Monday, December 7, 2009

Another One Bites The Dust

A little while back I remember reading about a guy who came to Australia from Scotland when he was 11 years old. Obviously, migrating at that age, his whole world and everything he knew or held dear was in Australia. But he was a bad boy, and he'd been in and out of prison for most of his adult life. So at some point someone somewhere rubber-stamped the notion of kicking him out of Australia (he never got naturalized) the very next time he got out of jail.

So that's what they did.

He was sent "home" on October 20, leaving behind a teenage son and his extended family. Two days later he was found lying dead on a footpath. British police are asking why, and the Australian Government is denying any responsibility.

Apparently this isn't an isolated incident. Word is, the Australian Government sends almost 100 "almost Australian" people packing per year.

Of course, no story like this would be complete without the unsolicited opinion of some reactionary crank. In this case, it was that clean living pillar of the Australian broadcasting community, Derryn Hinch.

Is this K Rudd's Australia? Or The Coconut's?

It's getting harder to differentiate.

A Timely Christmas Reminder of Bloody Religious Wars

It's about this time, every year, that malcontents and Buzz Killingtons start whining about how we've "forgotten the true meaning of Christmas." Then they spout a bunch of religious cliches and we all lose the will to live and want to simultaneously punch them in the face and get high.

I think this little piece nicely illustrates the brutal, blood-drenched cradle that those religious cliches come from.

Albums I'm Gonna Recommend You Checkout, Even Though I Haven't Even Heard Them

I've heard enough good things about the new Clipse record Til The Casket Drops, and the new Snoop album Malice In Wonderland to do the old Molly Meldrum, "Do yourself a favour."

Even though I haven't heard a single track off either LP.

I was a pretty big fan of Hell Hath No Fury, and I've always dug The Clipse's "we don't care about much" style, so I think it's a safe bet.

And as for Snoop, have you ever seen/heard Sexual Eruption? Alright then. Nuff said.

I can't be bothered checking out Before I Self Destruct. I might, at some point. But I probably won't blog about it unless I get it on vinyl, play it backwards, and become the first person on the planet to realise that 50 Cent is subliminally preaching Scientology.