bands, books and fireplaces.

Tuesday was Sabrina's birthday, and after eating the hugest meal I had ever eaten in my life, we decided to visit some pubs to escape the cold. Firstly we saw Peter Ewing at Labour in Vain, he sang quite pretty and was accompanied by a man with a violin who was amazing. He played with Spencer P Jones and James McCann in previous weeks which would have been cool to see (especially ol' Spencer Jones, because he plays all the time, but I never get to see him!).

On the way home, we stopped by the Old Bar to stand infront of the fireplace, and the band there wasn't too bad. They played a cover of 'Dirty Old Town', which was fitting, as that seems to be played by a band every time we go out for someones birthday.

We continued our weekday band freebies on Wednesday and went out to the Old Bar upon recommendation from a friend. Loveless Marriage played first, and it was the strangest act I have seen. It started off with some poetry reading, then an instrumental with a guitar, violin and double bass (maybe? i don't know my string instruments), then magic tricks. It was amazing, and they had a smoke machine.

Mass Cult Suicide played next. They played quite a short set, and weren't as good looking as I remembered them to be, but they were still quite good. Last, but not least, was Plague Doctor. It was their last night of residency, so the bar was relatively full for a Wednesday. They were lots of fun, and during their last song one of the girls dancing ripped up a Star Wars novel and threw all the pages around like book snow.

It was pretty.

kim salmon

I wish Meredith would just hurry up.

you're making out like you don't want to be licking on ice-cream and sitting next to me.

I saw Legends of Motorsport, and the Bowers last night. Bunny Monroe were also playing, but we didn't get there in time

The Bowers were a lot different from last time I saw them. The singer (a.k.a most beautiful person at Yah Yahs) was dancing the sickest moves, and made me smile the whole time, but I still couldn't like the music, no matter how attractive he was.

Then Legends played, but I got sick of them by the end. I don't think I'll go see them for a while, unless they are playing Remnants of the Big Bang in entirety.

Brunswick ladiiiies.

tee ay ess tee ee bee you dee

I scored some freebies to the King Khan and BBQ show, so Nell and I went out last Wednesday in hopes of catching a glimpse of King Khan's belly again.
I met King Khan earlier in the day while I was working reception, and he smiled and said hi to me. I didn't even say it first, or have to stare at him to make him greet me. I think we fell in love.

Their show was at the Corner, and it was pretty full. We missed Woolen Kits, 'cos we were eating dinner, and nearly missed out on Royal Headache (who are amaaaazing, and I love them), because appaz you're not allowed to take in larger cameras. What a photography monopoly!

Being the clever cats that we are, we managed to get in with Nell's huge, fancy camera. Here are a few of her shots of the super babe that is King Khan, and his performance partner, the funny, albeit not such a cutie pie, Mark Sultan a.k.a. BBQ.

The costumes, songs and backdrop were all so amazing. Plus, they bagged the fuck out of Xavier Rudd, which was funny. It was probably my favourite show of the year thus far. We played 'Tastebuds' in the car on repeat all the way home, which is now the new favourite cunt song.

"If you have a problem with this song, you have a problem with your sexuality"- King Khan

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