Gig!

One of my brother David's bands (he has one for every day of the week), Nardo, are having their album release this Thursday at the Vanguard.

They have one of those horrible myspace things:
http://profile.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=user.viewprofile&friendid=38535535

...which hasn't actually been updated recently enough to show him as a member. Well.

Any takers?

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Update! Why? Because I never do!

I saw the Sydney Film Festival animated shorts with Beth (Beth and I got together again btw, ages ago. I figure most people know this, but every now and then someone doesn’t and there’s confusion, so this is a public service announcement) on Sunday night, and I really liked The Memories of Dogs, by Simone Massi. It played around with time and memory in a really interesting way and, importantly, in a way that could only be done with animation.
All those silly people trying to make their mip-maps and polygons look like real life, I do declare them to be barking up the wrong tree. Or something.

Anyway, I found a trailer for it at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S4Aas1Yxisg It’s only 41 seconds of an eight minute film, so you don’t really get that much of an impression, but it’s cool.

Other interesting moofiefilms I saw during the week were Boxing Day (a low budget aussie film in real-time about an ex-con’s attempt to put on a Christmas dinner for his estranged family), and Too Much Future: Punk East! which was about the East German punk scene. The latter was poorly put together, but still quite interesting due to the subject matter. The former was pretty tight. I liked it.

I missed Paprika, which sucks because I hear it was awesome. I also missed the new David Lynch, but that doesn’t really bother me as I’m sure it will get a cinema release. Ditto Black Snake Moan.

And my mp3 player broke. Damn.

On Saturday, I got up bright and early to join Beth, Owen Sophie and Alanta on the 8.18 train to Katoomba. Except Alanta missed it. Barring that tiny hiccough (she made it later in the day), it was a really fun day. There was all manner of bizzarely dressed people wandering about, the parade was made even weirder due to half of it being Falun Gong people, and there was devonshire tea had by many. Mmmm. In the evening there was fire-twirling, and various circus folk, which was cool. I almost learnt to juggle again, but some kid (this is what I’m calling teenagers these days, because I’m old) has inspired me to get into contact juggling. She was a lot less “look at my magic crystal of illusion and behold its ability to stay in the one spot and be boring!,” which is the impression I generally get from contact jugglers, and a lot more “watch me use my arms as a skateboard ramp to pull awesome tricks on.” So I’ll be buying a practice ball the next opportunity I have (this may involve going to Coogee). Anyway, much much fun was had by all.

I even saw some snow.

I did not take photos, so I will now proceed to steal some from strangers’ flickr accounts. Hah!

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