Grace Notes @ Snarkattack

I think I like and know this Luke (I know a few) to actually stop referring to him by his Twitter name. A night of Doctor Who watching was thwarted when he started chatting to me. He has some views which should be engraved into gold tablets or summat. He paid me out good and proper too. Read on, if you fancy.

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(00:24:46) lluke: all along the watchtower might be the greatest song ever
(00:25:00) lluke: jimi version
(00:25:07) lluke: not bob
(00:25:08) snarkattack: i don’t think i’ve heard it…
(00:25:14) lluke: WHAT
(00:25:19) lluke: O
(00:25:20) lluke: M
(00:25:21) lluke: G
(00:25:22) snarkattack: i know
(00:25:25) snarkattack: sorrries!
(00:25:33) lluke: are you for real?
(00:25:34) lluke: ???
(00:25:44) lluke: my brain just exploded
(00:26:06) snarkattack: alas, yes
(00:27:19) lluke: ok
(00:27:47) lluke: i’ll try to find the song i mean posted on tumblr
(00:27:57) lluke: …but now i feel like i’ve built it up
(00:28:04) snarkattack: it still might be good
(00:28:11) snarkattack: like old-school leonard cohen
(00:28:21) lluke: have you any jimi?
(00:28:40) snarkattack: no, but i have listened to a cd of his, it was good. borrowed it off a high school chum
(00:30:14) snarkattack: it was a best-of type thing
(00:30:23) snarkattack: it was pretty freaking good
(00:30:53) lluke: ha, i just reread that
(00:30:58) lluke: have you HEARD
(00:32:00) snarkattack: wot wot?
(00:34:42) lluke: my last im
(00:34:54) lluke: have you … any jimi?
(00:35:00) snarkattack: no, not personally
(00:35:03) lluke: crap
(00:35:08) snarkattack: i should though…

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(00:36:02) snarkattack: ooh
(00:36:12) snarkattack: what one do you rec?
(00:38:01) lluke: not sure
(00:38:16) lluke: there are only so many songs
(00:38:23) lluke: but lots and lots of albums
(00:38:27) snarkattack: he must’ve made a pact with the devil
(00:38:42) lluke: i have… experience hendrix – best of…
(00:39:04) lluke: why’s that?
(00:39:19) snarkattack: um, because he rocks the guitar?
(00:39:24) lluke: oh
(00:39:25) lluke: right
(00:39:26) snarkattack: like hardcore
(00:39:38) snarkattack: steve vai too

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(01:04:19) lluke: music tastes can’t be knocked seriously
(01:04:37) lluke: it’s like calling someones opinion; bullshit
(01:04:48) lluke: ala big lebowski
(01:04:54) snarkattack: haven’t seen that

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(01:06:23) lluke: you haven’t seen big lebowski?
(01:06:31) lluke: dude
(01:06:44) snarkattack: you’re caning my arse tonight
(01:07:04) snarkattack: gimme a break. i read jean-paul sartre’s “la nausee” in french
(01:07:15) snarkattack: hang on, better yet, The Little Prince
(01:07:20) snarkattack: that’s a beautiful book
(01:12:24) snarkattack: dude I’VE HEARD HENDRIX
(01:12:37) snarkattack: i said, i listened to a cd my schoolmate lent me
(01:12:48) snarkattack: insisted i listen to it, actually, and it was ace

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(01:22:28) snarkattack: why on earth is there a torrent for a jimi discog for 19 albums?
(01:22:34) snarkattack: he didn’t live that long!

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(01:23:05) lluke: it’s like tupac…
(01:23:09) lluke: LOLZ
(01:23:18) lluke: just keep releasing and re-releasing
(01:23:20) snarkattack: we were singing tupac at work other day

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(01:26:01) lluke: what is bad techno?
(01:26:12) snarkattack: oh dear god
(01:26:18) snarkattack: 10 year old techno

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(01:31:12) lluke: and now i see you called me a music elitist
(01:31:14) lluke: cheers
(01:31:27) lluke: i don’t feel so bad for exaggerating earlier
(01:31:44) snarkattack: hahaha don’t get too excited, i said you went “music elitist” on my arse

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(01:33:50) lluke: so you’re saying you called me an adjective rather than a noun?
(01:33:56) lluke: still
(01:34:16) snarkattack: haha i’m saying you had the attitude of one, you’re not mean and elitist
(01:34:22) snarkattack: at least, i hope not
(01:35:12) lluke: haha
(01:35:16) lluke: hope
(01:35:20) lluke: c’mon
(01:35:49) lluke: early coldplay kicks recent coldplays arse all over the shop
(01:36:01) lluke: crap its one thirty five
(01:36:07) lluke: i’m done
(01:36:08) snarkattack: i don’t really like coldplay that much
(01:36:12) snarkattack: also
(01:36:20) snarkattack: my mum just asked me what twitter is
(01:36:22) snarkattack: uh-oh
(01:36:46) lluke: coldplays first album is the only anyone should listen to
(01:37:00) lluke: everything should’ve been burnt and buried
(01:37:12) lluke: then burnt again
(01:37:16) lluke: then sent into space
(01:37:19) snarkattack: LOLZ
(01:37:25) snarkattack: i see you feel passionately about this
(01:39:30) lluke: where was i
(01:39:33) lluke: oh yeah
(01:39:39) lluke: sent into space
(01:39:52) lluke: only to burn up on re-entry again
(01:40:08) snarkattack: lol if i could tumblr a conversation, this would be it
(01:40:19) lluke: why can’t you?
(01:40:43) snarkattack: because all my tumblrs are specific.
(01:40:50) snarkattack: perhaps it begs a blog post
(01:40:55) snarattack: hmm *strokes chin*
(01:41:24) lluke: ooohh
(01:41:29) lluke: you have ‘rules’
(01:41:47) snarkattack: no, they’re just themed
(01:41:54) snarkattackk: my tumblrs, that is
(01:41:58) lluke: create another tumblr for all the awesome crap i pay you out for
(01:42:06) lluke: hahaha
(01:42:11) snarkattack: zomg this conv is so being blogged
(01:42:34) lluke: omg, are you watching rage*?
(01:42:38) lluke: i LOVE this song
(01:42:43) lluke: the piano makes it
(01:42:47) snarkattack: no, my mum’s watching Most Haunted
(01:42:49) snarkattack: what’s on?
(01:42:54) lluke: go with the flow – qotsa
(01:43:03) lluke: how is you mum still up?

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(01:43:50) lluke: hey gem… what’s a twitter?
(01:44:00) lluke: hahaha
(01:44:01) snarkattack: i kid you not
(01:44:06) lluke: HAHAHA
(01:44:16) snarkattack: and she has a cute little accent so it sounded even funnier
(01:44:18) snarkattack: i lol’ed
(01:44:22) snarkattack: and then she lol’ed
(01:44:44) snarkattack: “your poor mother, she is hop-less with this technology”
(01:44:45) lluke: get her to change the channel before it ends
(01:44:57) lluke: mm
(01:44:59) snarkattack: i can survive w/o qotsa
(01:44:59) lluke: too late
(01:45:07) snarkattack: such a man’s band, lol
(01:45:07) lluke: fine fine
(01:45:14) lluke: have you seen the film clip?
(01:45:24) lluke: it’s amazing
(01:45:25) snarkattack: noooo i haven’t
(01:45:30) lluke: all posterized
(01:45:33) snarkattack: oooh
(01:45:34) lluke: too late
(01:45:44) snarkattack: i can look it up on yt
(01:45:45) lluke: ohh crap
(01:45:53) lluke: now its POD – alive
(01:45:57) lluke: BOORING
(01:46:07) snarkattack: i don’t think i know that
(01:46:52) lluke: good thing too
(01:47:03) lluke: psuedo christian rock/rap
(01:47:28) snarkattack: oh dear god NO
(01:47:47) lluke: “look at me, i’m yelling and hardcore, but i’m uplifting and non threatening as well”
(01:47:50) lluke: FU buddy
(01:48:12) snarkattack: dude you ARE on fire tonight!
(01:48:37) lluke: it’s ten to two
(01:48:43) lluke: i haven’t had coffee
(01:48:48) lluke: only coopers red
(01:48:52) lluke: you can imagine
(01:48:54) snarkattack: sparkling. nice
(01:48:59) lluke: AND i’m oncall

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(01:50:02) lluke: i’m not sure i can go to bed with rage being this awesome
(01:50:08) snarkattack: ah yes
(01:50:17) lluke: toxicity – system of a down
(01:50:35) snarkattack: i once heard a song of theirs that was sung to the theme of one of the zelda games
(01:50:41) snarkattack: i wish i could find it

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(01:53:40) lluke: ohh awesome, now it’s CHOP SUEY
(01:53:43) snarkattack: he replies to everyone!
(01:54:09) lluke: this used to be my football prep song
(01:54:22) snarkattack: afl or euro football
(01:54:28) snarkattack: dear jesus say latter
(01:54:45) lluke: round ball, played only with feet. football
(01:54:52) snarkattack: zomg i love you
(01:54:55) snarkattack: good.
(01:55:02) lluke: all others shall be referred to as hand-egg
(01:55:03) snarkattack: afl is an abomination.
(01:55:06) snarkattack: LOL
(01:55:12) snarkattack: holy fuck this chat is GOLD
(01:55:14) lluke: yep
(01:55:56) lluke: AFL is a desperate cornered child.
(01:56:11) snarkattack: LOLZOR
(01:57:39) lluke: lame. new linkin park
(01:57:50) lluke: another band that had one decent album. their first
(01:57:53) snarkattack: not my cup o’ tea
(01:59:06) lluke: pidgin is almost as lame as linkin park
(01:59:07) lluke: almost
(01:59:16) snarkattack: dude it’s not like this in windows
(01:59:18) lluke: ok, i’m going to bed
(01:59:22) snarkattack: only in ubuntu
(01:59:23) snarkattack: kk
(01:59:28) snarkattack: time for me to blog
(01:59:33) lluke: talk to you thursday maybe
(01:59:40) lluke: LATERZ
(01:59:59) snarkattack: sure thing, bai!

*Rage – Australian overnight music video clip programme

What a fab week it’s been!

Briefly, the weekend before this week, I’d visited one of my closest friends Bec. I don’t get to see her often because she lives an hour and a half from the city. She spoilt us rotten with her wonderful cooking, we then watched the Sex and the City film and chatted into the early hours of the morn with a lot of white wine. On Sun, I got back into Melb and whilst waiting to pick up my bed from old flat, met @richokinetic and @carnagefairy for some lazy Sunday pub drinks.

Mon 16/3
Okay, so this day wasn’t so crash-hot. Spent the whole day in bed with what threatened to be a cold or virus. Apparently, resting up meant I didn’t get worse, and I was fine the rest of the week. No work today though!

Tue 17/3
Well again! Work, then a parma date at a pub near my old flat with @richokinetic. I came home to a very excited mother who made me open my birthday present early – a Nintendo Wii, yea! Received big sis’ present in the mail – a handmade jewellery-type charm, and a beautiful notebook.

Wed 18/3
Day off, and birthday! Big sis got me a gift certificate for the fragrance oil company Possets – got rid of that nice and quick! Mum took me out for lunch, Dad bought me gorgeous flowers (roses that were red inside, but on the outside, the petals looked leeched of their colour. Very unusual). Madly ran around finding something to wear for opening night of the Melbourne Queer Film Festival with @rperdio. Had a lovely dinner beforehand of homemade gnocchi at Hoo Haa, then watched the film at the Astor Cinema (beautiful old-style cinema). Ate and drank free nibblies and alcohol at after-party where we were photographed for three different media! It was very glam! Thanks very much to Rob & Dave H for the birthday wishes! I also got lots of text messages from family overseas (Hong Kong, Philippines, uncle on cruise ship in not-sure-where!).

Thu 19/3
Work again! I was made to sit at a specially decorated desk, got a funny card, cupcake and box of chocolates. There was much “omgding” at the fact that I do not look my age. After work, bought a Hot Chip CD and bought a Korg synth game for my DS, then met @amoir at coffee institution Pellegrini’s for delish watermelon granita. After that we headed to Ajisen Ramen down the road and shared: deep-fried battered octopus tentacles, takoyaki, and beef enoki rolls (thinly sliced beef wrapped around shredded carrot and enoki mushrooms). For main, A had sizzling chicken and I chargrilled beef ramen. We rolled out the door such was the girth of our full tums. I asked to browse the Paperback Bookshop and A insisted upon buying me a copy of Neil Gaiman’s Smoke and Mirrors. She nearly bought me Simon Armitage’s Sir Gawain and the Green Knight but I politely insisted that was naughty.

Fri 20/3
Work again! Workmate C and I shared a six-pack and afterwards headed down to the Oxford Scholar pub near RMIT to meet up with an old workmate of ours T who has moved into a department much more suited to him (and lots better, for him). More bad beer, followed by requisite stop at Hungry Jacks’ for some seriously unhealthy fast food. I ate a triple cheeseburger. After traipsing round the city for a bit with the lads, I headed home on the train, slept till my stop. When I got home, I finished watching one of the Doctor Who Christmas specials.

Sat 21/3
Slept in, showered in record time, hopped on a tram to have lunch with some old uni mates! Two of whom are very happily married! En route, I bumped into a mate who has returned from the Northern Territory. Lunch at Lygon St (near my old uni, for non-Melb readers) and lots of exchanging of stories. My married old music uni buddies are both in music education. We reminisced about how it was rite of passage to get drunk on Melbourne Uni’s beloved and lush South Lawn at least once. Afterwards, R’s husband treated us to fab gelati (I had green tea and apricot. I did also choose jasmine but it wasn’t available) which we ate in the nearby park. We strolled to Borders where I did some damage to my bank account (selected poems of Margaret Atwood). R & A kindly drove Dave home (poor thing being concussed after an accident). Best Sat afternoon I’ve had for ages!

It’s Sat evening, am supposed to be at a friend’s party, but am just exhausted. Uh-oh, old fart syndrome setting in. I’m just going to watch Doctor Who season 4, and finish my selected poem volume of Carol Ann Duffy.

A couple of weeks ago, I had the good fortune to see this amazing crazy musical artist called Dan Deacon, thanks to my chum @futuresandwich. I met up with him and his dapper brother @jawclick, watched the two of them argue and natter like a married couple before we bumped into more Twitterers at the Tote.

It was my first time at the Tote: it’s well-worn, grungy but inviting. It’s all about the music! I lost @futuresandwich and @jawclick for most of the gig, but oddly kept bumping into @lukeayresryan who I’d seen at the entrance madly doing something with his iPhone. I know not what these iPhone users do, not having one.

When Dan finally came on stage, everyone gathered around him. First of all, he wasn’t on the stage proper: he was at the front of it, and people circled him. The gig started with Dan instructing us to do all sorts of things. It was really a grown-up version of the game “Simon Says”. He told us to do things, peppered instructions with anecdotes, introductions, and managed to tame to at least one crowd clown.

Eventually, the music started. Electric, retro in a kind of Texas Instruments “Speak and Spell” way (I had one of those, loved it. Outgrew it quickly, hee hee).

At one point there was some sort of dance-off. You weren’t allowed to refuse to dance which was awesome and no one cared how retarded your dance moves were. It was actually really ace to see so many guys grooving like the most adorable dorks. I wasn’t any better, I assure you.

After the dance contest (I’m still trying to figure out who Dan bet with that he’d have to eat cooked penises if the people dancing let him down with their moves – wasn’t far enough at front), we formed some sort of double gauntlet. Groups of people went to two opposite ends of the Tote, which isn’t exactly huge, then two people in the middle formed a bridge, a la “Oranges and Lemons” (nice British schoolchildren game!). As soon as you went under the bridge, you then went next to the people and became part of the bridge.

The only reason I’m going to the trouble of explaining this is Dan insisted that this Melbourne gig saw the debut of the “double gauntlet”. It was loads of fun.

We also had a sing-along. It was called “Silence Like The Wind Overtakes Me”.

I’ve never been to a gig that’s made me so happy and huggy. Yes, this was minus drugs and alcohol. I have it on good authority that I wasn’t the only person having trouble winding down after that gig.

The atmosphere was infectious, and a lot of the people there were really friendly. It probably sounds completely and utterly dork-arse, but you left feeling like you all shared some amazing, mind-changing experience. Before the drudgery of everyday life returned, the following day.

Here’s the skeleton prop that was lit up and waved around every so often:

Cheers to @futuresandwich, @jawclick, @lukeayresryan and @nedwin for one ace evening. Even if I did feel brainwashed to be exceedingly and unnaturally happy.

He’s definitely not for everyone, I recommend him to people who love to dance and don’t care what they look like when pulling the most dorktastic moves, and also to those who are really open-minded about music, and the definition of music. I can imagine some people thinking he produces noise (and I’m not even thinking about my former housemates who don’t really like post-punk or industrial). At my most arts-student wanky, I’d say that his gigs challenge the notion of what a gig actually is. Meta-gig? Okay, I’ll go now. But he’s ace fun.

Finished reading the second book in the Twilight series by Stephanie Meyer. It’s called New Moon.

Some thoughts:
- Bella Swan continues to be an embarrassment to the female of the human species
- a ridiculously emo one, at that
- Edward Cullen isn’t very nice
- the only interesting character in the book was actually Jacob, werewolf or not
- Meyer still hasn’t discovered the beauty of the subjunctive mood
- Bella’s actually pretty boring and apparently incapable of having a personality because that means an existence outside her dork-arse boyfriend
- Bella sounded like she was suffering from reactive depression. They should’ve drugged her emo arse

Having said all this, I was somewhat distraught when my father packed away the third and fourth books in the series and had no idea where they were to be found. Crisis averted: I have since found them.

Your result for The Would You Have Been a Nazi Test…

The Expatriate

Achtung! You are 8% brainwashworthy, 27% antitolerant, and 24% blindly patriotic

Congratulations! You are not susceptible to brainwashing, your values and cares extend beyond the borders of your own country, and your Blind Patriotism does not reach unhealthy levels. If you had been German in the 30s, you would’ve left the country.

One bad scenario — as I hypothetically project you back in time — is that you just wouldn’t have cared one way or the other about Nazism. Maybe politics don’t interest you enough. But the fact that you took this test means they probably do. I’m gonna give you the benefit of the doubt.

Did you know that many of the smartest Germans departed prior to the beginning of World War II, because they knew some evil shit was brewing? Brain Drain. Many of them were scientists. It is very possible you could have been one of them.

Conclusion: born and raised in Germany in the early 1930′s, you would not have been a Nazi.

The Would You Have Been A Nazi? Test
- it rules –

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Um, I can think of several reasons I wouldn’t have been a Nazi, but it’s always good to take an internet quiz so you know it’s true… *rolls eyes*. Hell, the Nazis would have gassed my arse. Or experimented on me. Or do whatever it is they did with the “not-quite-right”.

A fortnight or so ago, I was privileged enough to spend time with some Melbourne Twitter chums, who kindly gathered under the guise of my turning older.

I am really a vampire, am perhaps a century or so old, but look seventeen. (“when you’re twenty-one, you’re no fun…).

We dined at a restaurant recommended heartily to me by @amoir whose presence I missed due to maternal duties. It’s called Maedaya, in Richmond. Upstairs, there are large tables and small charcoal grills are placed on said tables. You then order what it is you’d like to grill. The table also has several sauces you can flavour your morsels with. You are also free to order pre-cooked morsels, which we did. Also, our waitress Sachiko was infinitely helpful. The menu was overwhelming and she helped us accordingly.

In attendance we had @lluke, @girlambrosia, @rperdio and good mate Scott, @evolkween and partner Andrew, @suziam, @praxxis.

We ate lots, drank umeshu and sake, and were hypnotised by bacon. Am still trying to locate said hypnotised bacon photo (@lluke is responsible for said photo) and I’ve pinched the photos @girlambrosia took – those on Facecrack will be able to view them shortly.

The party wouldn’t let me pay for my meal, which was incredibly sweet! And @rperdio got me a bottle of red wine, @girlambrosia spoilt me with a luxe lipstick – have started using it and it’s lush.

After dinner, I met up with @saschabeaumont, my former neighbour. After some hijinks, we made it to @coliwilso’s place and he fed me lovely G&Ts (made with Bombay Sapphire gin…*cue angels singing here*). After festivities there, I headed home and had the lovely @rob_caporetto for company on the long northbound cab ride home.

I may have made a few drunken Tweets, took of my makeup but left my faux-hawk in place.

Thank you so much for such a lovely night, friends. I had a wonderful time and am happy to have made friends with you all. Intertubes isn’t always dodgy. Yea!

(if you’re friends with me on Facecrack, you can see the pics, kindly supplied by @girlambrosia)