The year started off with some bad luck (demagnetised debit card, banks closed, no money, a bent rear bicycle wheel and 133 km wind for days), but things seem to be looking brighter.
In particular, I am looking forward to the following events:
Wednesday 18 January – Exit Through The Gift Shop
Thursday 19 January – Bill Cunningham New York
Wednesday 25 January – Kaikohe Demolition
Thursday 26 January- Labyrinth
All happening in the Dell at the Botanic Gardens around dusk.
Loads of international acts coming to town!
Not my favourite band ever, but something to do.
I saw Dan Deacon several years ago in Montreal, and I have to say it was hands down one the funnest shows I have ever been to. He was basically just playing music off his iPod, and got the entire audience (at Sala Rosa) to have a dance-off. The full story is that I was almost forced to go and dance in front of the entire audience but thankfully the song ended just as eye contact was made and I narrowly escaped complete embarrassment. I’m certain good times will be had, and only $15! What a value!
Pitchfork’s and All Song Considered’s darlings should put on a good show.
I like their music.
Camp a Low Hum in February not far from Wellington…
I’m still undecided about Laneway (30 January in Auckland)… I asked my mum to buy me a ticket for Christmas. We’ll see if she comes through.
Some cool things happening at Fred’s in the upcoming weeks…
The next few weeks look promising. I’m going to all the above mentioned shows alone, except for CALH, but the loneliness of a girl at a show by herself doesn’t deter me.
Last weekend I went to see Bond Street Bridge and the Broken Heartbreakers at Meow. The music was amazing, the venue awful. The acoustics are terrible and the audience wouldn’t shut up! Bond Street Bridge in particular was so lovely. I had a chance to have a word with Sam after the show and guess what…. he’s a librarian! Hence the ode to Sir Francis Drake and other obscure naval history references in his music. I also asked Rachel from the Broken Heartbreakers to explain the etymology of the band’s name. Is it that they re-break previously broken hearts, or are they heartbreakers who are broken? It turns out to be the latter.
I also went to see Beirut last week at the Opera House. It was amazing, though I wish we had been closer! Also the ushers at the Opera House take their jobs way, way too seriously.
After the show we went to Hawthorn Lounge, a lovely place I highly recommend, especially if you enjoy obscure cocktails in swanky surroundings and barmen with sleeve garters and bowties. A nice lady gave us 1/2 a bottle of Prosecco and then I decided to head home. I had to dash back to the Opera House to grab my bicycle… and guess who I saw loading out in the alley? Not Zach Condon, but the rest of the band. I wanted to say something, but being a star-struck super fan meant I could only manage “Hey that show was really great” to which I got a warm thank you and then I ran away feeling like an idiot.
It’s shaping up to be a fun-filled summer. I hope to do more cycling, picnicking, sitting in the sun drinking bloody marys in the afternoon… oh and maybe getting some work done on my coding and analysis. Right now Nvivo is giving me a headache so I am ignoring it.
I really like this song:
I hope that in 2012 there are more women rapping about “I guess that cunt getting eatin” whilst wearing cut-offs so short the pockets hang out.