Impromptu

Having played music the last few hours, I thought I’d take a break and browse around the net.. then I thought hey, even through no-one reads this, why not write something!?

Listening: Ballad of a Thin Man (Bob Dylan) live 1966.

Got kept in at lunch to be talked to (our whole level) about a kid who got his head kicked in in an exhibition boxing match between a year 9 and 10 at fed^2… apparently he ended up with brain damage and both of them are expelled, as our dear principal put it, “indefinitely suspended”.. what are they supposed to do? play on their computers the rest of the year while in limbo from our wonderful institution? and there’s our best friend among the authority… she’s big on “the good life” as she calls it, don’t know many times she’s referred back to that initial speech… Needless to say i was late for my rehearsal with people who have little time to wait on their hands. They’re a cool bunch though and after the initial annoyance they showed everything went off sweet and the rest of lunch and double wagged French later I was still hungry. Orchestra was a drag as barely anyone turned up. I missed a test in French… but that’s okay, we’re playing somewhere in Fed Square tomorrow morning, funkin’ it up for an hour or so, and should get out of cross-country, as thrilling as it would be to attend…

With my camera back to its previous and glorious working condition and the fuck ups in my films put down to a shithouse leaky bulk loader I went off to the local primary school where after ignoring this lousy sign: (spot the error)

Armed with a 28mm lens and a awful excuse I continued to make some bad photos.

Back at home, mum was throwing out our old kettle which is very cool.. real pity to see it go – someone will buy it from the oppe shoppe and enjoy it more than us – it’s so very blue… damn electric kettle.

And finally, whipped the camera out before our rehearsal for “new composers music group”.. or new music composer’s group… aka ms essex’ half baked ensemble… not so anymore.

Simon et Ken

Luke, Anthony, Alex et Simon

Anthony

That’s our little group, it is! We play musiic composed by other kids so its a really valuable thing to do and nice to get the music out of Sibelius and under the fingers of real musicians.

Listening to: No Pictures, Please by Rod McKuen

“When ratty faced children smile, they look even rattier.” Following the huge success of my I HEART E B t-shirts.. i’m now printing small batches and one offs of custom t-shirts for people.. if anyone’s interested. Eight dollars is the starting price for a simple design – you supply t-shirt. These blogs are getting longer and longer so to try to justify ranting and crapping on, I leave you with one last picture… a terribly scanned frame of my room, detailing my enourmous speaker stacks.

Hope you’re “all” well.