Surely More Is Happening Than This

Because if that's all there is left, I am in trouble.

Scene's From An Billy Joel Concert

I saw Billy Joel in concert the other night. And I don't care who knows it.

It was one of the better shows I've been to in a long time. It probably helps that I knew 97% of the songs he played. He's got his fair share of detractors, but it really is incredible to witness an artist playing songs that formed the foundations of my musical tapestry (for want of a better term). Songs that I remember listening to (and loving) even before I was a teenager. Even his crap songs had me smiling (which is no mean feat), and there was a moment during his final encore where I wanted to collectively hug the 12,000 audience members; even the troglodite behind me who insisted on telling everyone, out loud, "I love this song", EVERY time Billy started a new song.


Anyway, I just wanted to say - it was brilliant.

Add It Up

I guess it's got something to do with luck.

Things I Don't Need

I don't need, at the end of a long day, during one of the most physically and mentally draining months I've had in a long time, the bottle of milk I just purchased to leak all over my car as I'm driving home.


I don't need to watch one, let alone 3, of those up late quiz shows.


I don't need to listen to Alan Jones' morning comment. Ever.



But I do need Henry Rollins. We all do. With thanks to skinfluteshynmphony for locating this one.

Coming In At #2

A Perfect Circle.

3 Libras.

Freedom Calling

Best Sunset Ever in Brisbane this evening.

Hope you got to see it.

Do Yourself A Favour

I haven't really used this blog for an extreme amount of blatant promotion, but there's an artist from America coming over in December/January and he needs to be seen by as many people as possible.

Hamell On Trial is one of the most amazing performers I've ever listened to, without doubt. If you go to his site take a listen to anything they offer from the "Choochtown" album or my personal favourite, "Hamell Comes Alive:Ed's Not Dead", in particular the songs 'Sugarfee', 'Big As Life', 'I'm Gonna Watch You Sleep' and 'Some Hearts' (you'll have to buy it to hear them all).

I thought he was never going to make it over here but turns out he's playing at the Woodford Folk Festival this year. Woodford itself is something that should be experienced by everyone at least once, but the fact that Hamell is going to be there means that everyone should do everything in their power to go this year and see him.
He's playing 5 shows up there, but I'd be surprised if he came all this way and didn't play in other states, so keep an eye for him.

Go see him. You wont regret it.

Songs In The Key Of My Life

Further to previous discussions

I Don't Like Cricket. Oh No.

As the temperature starts to (unfortunately) rise in my homeland, I have to admit that I'm looking forward to the summer cricket season this year. Whilst I'm far from being a 'sports guy', I am fortunate enough to be surrounded by televisions at my workplace, so soon there'll be something half way interesting to watch.

I'm still largely undecided as the where I stand in the scheme of patriotism. There are aspects of it that I abhor, and I'm not sure I'll ever be able to get behind our national anthem (I mean I want to, but it's just such a lacklustre song). On the flipside of that I find myself from time to time actively getting behind some Aussie sporting teams. It's a dichotomy far too complex and unimportant to delve into here, but when I stumble across things like this site it's a little easier to understand my fondness for our national sporting endeavours. If you can't be bothered clicking on the link (and no one's blaming you) it's a site that lists examples of sledging amongst famous cricketers. There's quite a few good stories on that site, but when reading about moments such as the one I've pasted below, I realise that however base the level, professional sportsmen do serve to be entertaining once in a while.



Merv Hughes and Viv Richards: Merv Hughes usually never short of a word while on the field, rarely keeps quite. During a test match in the West Indies Hughes didn't say a word to Viv, but continued to stare at him after deliveries. "This is my island, my culture. Don't you be staring at me. In my culture we just bowl." Merv didn't reply, but after he dismissed him he announced to the batsman: "In my culture we just say f*ck off. "