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The
wrong Rudd - part two
31.8.07 - Dear Mike, I was walking past my local
newsagency the other night when I spied the attached newspaper
cage thingo. Now whether or not you attend strip clubs is your
own personal affair, but I don't see that it should be front
page news. Surely even pop stars like yourself are entitled
to a little bit of privacy. Ian Marks - editor
of Foffle.
As my political counterpart Kev's profile rises, so I get more
and more mail like this about the less savoury aspects of his
upwardly mobile career, (pic left), as though it reflects
on me or the hapless division of Rudds I represent. Or pop stars
for that matter. Incidentally, I should think Kev would've actually
welcomed this bit of publicity, helping to counter, as it does,
the alliteratively popular perception of him as a pruriently
prescriptive Sunday school teacher. I don't buy it, by the way.
Just wait till Xavier Rudd hits the headlines for whatever reason.. |
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Matt
Croke's raring to go.. |
Chants
R&B and other bits
28.8.07 - On Saturday, after briefly catching
up with the Breakaways' Dave Orams, I picked up Chris and popped
on over to Chants' axeman Matt Croke's place in Boronia to discuss
a possible set list for our November reunion in NZ. We spent
some time listening to the Chants' CD and decided that we may
as well aim to do most of the songs on the album, as it would
seem we're going to have to do an hour or so at the first show
in Christchurch at least. Matt (pic left) has a selection
of guitars he's modified over the years and encouraged me to
have a noodle on them - I don't know what guitar I'm going to
be using in NZ, but I think in the interests of period authenticity
it'll probably be a Gibson or an equivalent.
Last night Bill and I went out on the town with The Basement
Discs' Rod and Suzanne, Aztec's Gil Matthews, and Mark Letten,
whom we've not met before, but who's been an avid follower of
Spectrum since the seventies. A lovely night was had by all
too - I'll have some more interesting info later.. |
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Mouse
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Lunch
with Dick etc.
24.8.07 - On Wednesday I had to take the van over
to Chadstone to look at a faulty oil pressure switch, so it
was an ideal opportunity to take various modes of public transport
into town and meet with bro' Dick for lunch. I thought I might
drop in on Ted at Aztec on the way, but fortunately I missed
my stop - fortunately because I got a text from Ted later
saying that they've moved! Dick was rather pressed
for time, so we went to a sushi joint just down the road from
the Argus Building where I took the pic (left) of
Dick trying to remove his glasses before I took the shot.
All is vanity.
Did I tell you that a few weeks ago I had my right ear syringed
after a couple of days walking round with it blocked with
water? That's the good part. A couple of days after that I
did a protracted mixing session using headphones - and blew
the mid-bottom frequencies out of my right ear. I've been
to an EN&T specialist. As I suspected, it's permanent.
I'm over the distress now and into the annoyed phase.. |
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I
was mistaken..
21.8.07 - After my rant against too much
choice in this month's P&W, it seems the Camberwell Safeway
is restoring its cosmopolitan 24 hour service. Apparently the
service was only temporarily curtailed because of the refurbishment
I mentioned. It's funny though - you should never get too attached
to those occasional magical discoveries in the supermarket aisles.
The International Food section (how cosmopolitan is that!) boasted
a selection of English jams that were both delicious and in
sensible containers. No more. I feel particularly narked. I
found the damn stuff, I exercised my choice, and now the very
same faceless people who brought this delight into my drab life
have peremptorily vanquished it from the shelves. Bugger. |
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I'm
back!
20.8.07- I've forgotten why I wanted to grow my hair
long in the first place - I think it was for the film clip
initially, (see the Rocket Girl clip on the Videos
page) and then I thought it might be de rigueur for
the Chants' reunion mooted for November, but then I just couldn't
stand it anymore! So this morning on the way home
from Choclatté, I dropped in to the average Joe barber
in the Camberwell Arcade and had it hacked off by a bloke
with bad breath - for half the price of my regular hairdresser.
No fucking around with hair washing and vibrating chairs -
just the haircut thanks. So I'm back, with an even more generous
allowance of forehead than I remember, and I'm a
little chilly round the ears, but I'm pleased that I won't
have to wrestle for half an hour every second day drying and
styling my uncooperative and ultimately unflattering post-menopausal
hair. |
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1)
Tony Nirta's favourite shirt 2) Kate Chinnick's favourite red |
Mudmen
here today - gone tomorrow
5.8.07
- Tony Nirta and Kate Chinnick showed up at Spectrum's last
St Andrews' gig and gave Bill and I invitations to the All
Together Now exhibition at the artists' colony at Cottles
Bridge. Bill rolled up to the opening on Friday night (apparently),
but I waited till yesterday arvo (Saturday) to dawdle up and
to have a gawk. Tony's been resident at Cottles Bridge for the
best part of a year, but is having to zip back to Adelaide this
week to sort out his situation before returning to a house he's
buying in Diamond Creek I've been an admireer of Tony's work
for some time now, and he and Kate have collaborated extremely
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for the show, which they generously took the time to play to
me. I'm looking forward to getting some musical fragments from
Tony to work on - although I have to confess I've got fragments
of my own accumulated over the years awaiting my attention.
Tony's an inspiring person - maybe some of his energy and enthusiasm
will rub off on me.. Check Tony's MySpace
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