Tuesday, July 23, 2002

Time to move on again. Need to get it out of my system. I've booked to leave August 5 bound for Dublin. Some time there in the west of Ireland for a wedding will be great fun. Then back to London I suppose to look for work and a place to live if i want to stay on. Got no idea what's going on really. Seems like alot of money just thrown up into the breeze. Naturally there's some doubt on whether this is the right thing or not. Hope it isn't wasted. I do have a few more days to actually pay for the flight so there's still more thinking time. Still i'm pretty darn excited.

Croughy, Sticksy. Beer O'Clock I say. Just don't lead me into any more gay pubs ya bastards!

Thursday, July 18, 2002

Ok will someone please tell me how the hell Elvis Costello played gigs in Melbourne over the last 2 nights and I didn't even know about it until now? Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Surely I haven't become a hermit?

I know it's easy to be biased with people you know, but I caught 'Rising/some' again last night and they are honestly reeeally good.
Ventured to a place I didn't even know about until last night. The laundry in Johnston St is a smallish live music venue. Intimate and relaxed.

Wednesday, July 17, 2002

I've been sitting here thinkin' of something to write. It's late again so naturally i'm tired and my thoughts are racing at a million miles an hour. Right now i'm not content where I am. In a moment that may change, when i'm doing something constructive. I'm thinking in circles. Home is where the hurt is. Is there something else?..............................



U2 are to realease another Best of cd around November. Tracks from 1990-2000 with 2 new tunes, and a b-sides disc. There's going to be a DVD as well. Oh, and the Slane gig from September 1 is due out to. Gotta love that........

Sleep time...

Monday, July 15, 2002

So this time last year I was on the French Riviera, hanging out in Nice and Monte Carlo. Macca got kicked out of the casino for doing a beetle on the floor. Aussie Shennanigans didn't go down to well in a classy Monty Carlo casino. I lost my dosh on the roulette table and proceeded to have a few drinks at the bar with the others. Went swimming in the water at Nice on a beach with no sand just big fucking rocks. It was Basteelle day when we were there and there were lots of young people on the beach in Antibes making noise under the fireworks. It was fucking great.

Thursday, July 11, 2002

Photography is a small hobby of mine I guess. Not that I'm all that good, I only own a basic Cannon 35mm and a Pentax digital. But even still, sometimes you get some good photos out of them. Point the camera against the sun and the resulting silhouettes can very cool.

Hyde Park, London - Dec 2001.


Dublin, Ireland - Sept 2001


Dingle, Ireland - Sept 2001


Venice, Italy - Aug 2001


Henley Beach, Adelaide, Australia - Jan 2000


Westerfolds Park, Melbourne, Australia - July 2002

Monday, July 08, 2002

I guess I do this journal more for my own personal satisfaction than anything else. Not many read or take an interest in this as such, not that it really matters, it's merely a way for me to put down thoughts in my head into some kind of legible and understandable form.

You ever get the feeling your life should be something else, somewhere else? Always want more than what you've got 'cause what you have now isn't what you actually want or because what you want you can't seem to get... Ya follow that?

I watched Secret Life of Us tonight around at Hamo's. It's been a few weeks since I actually sat down and watched it. I should more often, it's a quality show. Filmed around the St Kilda area.

Weekend was weirdish. Once again Saturday I came home drunk from the effects of beer, bourbon and vodka and wished i hadn't of gone so far, feeling dissatified with my night. Rising Some at the Evelyn was great, nothing like live music. But a few drama's followed afterwards and things got, what's a good description here,.. Strange perhaps. Not that it was shit, far from it, danced away at a Bar called Bary for a few hours and took in the atmosphere. But some people had left by this stage. By the time we went home, I wasn't ready for it and/or felt dissatisfied by that. I really enjoy doing something new each time i go out. Lately it's been the same 'ol things.... Friday Tram Bar. Oh Joy... Sunday went to Johns place at Beacon Cove with the family. I really had to force any kind of conversation alot of the time. I hurled myself on the couch and wanted to fall asleep. I know i get antisocial sometimes and look bored. Happen's when your tired. So what right....

Wednesday, July 03, 2002

Pete won Big Brother. Sure he had the sympathy vote but he was well derserved nonetheless. The final eviction actually made somewhat good television... Brazil won the cup and turned the aftermarth into a prayer session. Cafu stood atop of a stand, held the cup high as streamers and smoke filled the area. Seemed more like something out of a cheesy Pepsi / Michael Jackson video... Now, once again, there's nothing on television. Turn it off or change the channel.. Oh wait, Smallville started here tonight. Used to watch it in London and loved it. There's my Tuesday nights taken...

I was one of only a few going for Germany at this bar in Northcote on Sunday night. Sorry, but Ronaldo and his hair cut shit me. Then again at least Brazil are more animated than the Germans. Place was packed, arrived just as the game started and had to fight my way up the front where the others were sitting. The highlight came after the game from a 5 yo boy. There was a set of drums up front and the wee little tacker decided to get up and play. Each time he bashed away the crowd would cheer him on at hight volume ....

Friday night was another night out in town but nothing to rave about. Spent shitloads of dosh and caught the nightrider home on ma own. Byrnsey had his 21st on Saturday night. I drove home the drunk people.....