Archive for May, 2008

+on Investigate 88

Friday, May 23rd, 2008

“Every ton of paper that gets recycled saves the equivalent of 17 trees, saves enough energy to power an average home for six months, saves 26,000 litres of water and keeps 27kg of pollutants out of the air”

While using the flat lavatory… ok honestly I just want to say, While taking a massive manly dump in the flat shitter, there much better, I came across a magazine, it shone like a beacon from between the sticky pages of various Ralph/ FHM publications, motorcycles traders and bygone Car magazines, shockingly (for our toilet) It has a picture of Michael Cullen on the front, standing infront of a Marae… this was obviously some political garbage id have to delve into.

In reality Investigate Magazine is pretty good stuff, Even if I don’t agree with all of the writers, Karen Klages idea of living in an eco friendly house is to use your Clothes Dryer to get rid of germs, and turning down your thermostat. Chris Carter called Al Gore a false prophet and Richard Prosser proves hes a fucking wanker (and possibly a member of the National Front) while advocating Religious (and borderline Racist) Discrimination in The Netherlands, while claiming these people aren’t racist, just anti cultural.

So why do I like it? all the above have the balls to put their opinion down in writing, so what if it doesn’t follow along in the Reader Digest norm, so what if some of their facts are fudged, or completely insane, so what if Karen Klages has never heard of compost, using the Hot water cupboard or better yet clothes line, Chris Carters blind enough to think there’s nothing wrong with the worlds ecosystem on a whole – and crude oil is some kind of renewable resource, its a fairly good read, worth at least a pick up in your local mag shop and a quick flick through.
Even if its only to get you worked up enough to write a blog.

Holy shit! the Penny Arcade video game is out now, you may… or may not know my love for Tycho and Gabe, in anycase playgreenhouse presents Precipice Of Darkness, a delectable P-A romp through a twisted, yet tastey pop horror 1920’s universe! oh oh and also you can get it on Linux ;)

Tama

+of Nunchucks

Wednesday, May 21st, 2008

Rilo Kiley – Silver Lining 3:36

Not much to talk about today, woke up, went to work, hated my life (emo) Home now Sarah making it all better, instead heres a quick story I found on NZGamer.com’s forum’s thought it was bloody funny, enjoy


Waikato Ninja Karate Gangsta’s – By Wozza

Thought I would share a story about my trip up to Hamilton the other day with a flatmate. We drove through Tamaranui and decided to stop for some snacks at the local foursquare as it was pretty much lunch time. Comming up to the dairy we were greeted by two ‘g-unit’ looking individuals in their hoodies and baggy pants.

‘Au, where you from?’
‘Wellington’
‘Oh, au! Can you buy me a drink from the foursquare?’ *gives flatmate change*

My flatmate at this point goes into the dairy whilst the two youths shout through the door
‘No one down, to the left, nah the one next to it au!’

As my flatmate was paying for their Pams beverage they turn to me and ask

‘Au, so you from Wellington? There many Mongrel Mob down there?’
‘Not really’
‘Orrrrrrrrrr, what about black power au?’
‘Nope’
‘You know Stokes Valley? My Aunty is in Stokes Valley, she’s in the Mongrel Mob there!’
‘Yeah I know Stokes’
‘Orrrrrrrrrr, many Bloods n Crips au?’
‘Out in the burbs sometimes’
‘Orrrrrrrrrrr, you a rich city guy?’
‘Nah, I have lived in a few places’
‘You see many Gangsters, there many gangsters there?’
‘Not really aye’
‘Orrrrrrrrrrrr, you see many people with jackets with patches on, with dogs au? You know Porirua? My Uncle is in the Mongrel Mob down there! YOU GET THE MEAN b*tchES DOWN THERE AU? YOU GET THE MEAN b*tchES, HAVE YOU GOT A MEAN b*tch?’
‘No, but my friend there has a couple of Mean b*tches, you could say he is a Pimp!’
‘Oh au?!’ *Looking impressed*

Flatmate comes out and gives them their Pams juice and we get into my car

‘Oh au, is that your car?’
‘Yes’
‘Oh au! – can you give me a lift where you going, nah jokes’

/Drive off

I ask my flatmate, ‘Well you know what the real funny part about all that was?’
‘Whats that?’
‘One of those guys had a set of nunchucks hanging halfway out of his pocket -WTF’

Needless to say whenever we came across someone a bit random after that we looked at each other and remarked, ‘What a nunchuck!’

I would have typed it better but so tired.

The Pleiades M45

Tuesday, May 20th, 2008

Death Cab For Cutie – Bixby Canyon Bridge 5:15

I’m thinking of getting a loan from the bank and buying a Subaru Imprezza Wagon, one has popped up for the right amount, without a huge engine/ turbo (and with today’s fuel prices you can understand why I don’t want those) just a nice tidy 1600 manual.

What will this mean? well Ill be giving up on my course for 6 months at least, which means staying at B.P to pay this car off, for the time being.

The Familia will be up on trademe/ the side of the road over but Hutt Park for a fair amount (and a decent chunk of the loan gone)
Of course I have to talk this through with Sarah over the next few days to decide whether its the right move for us or not, otherwise I’d be driving it by now, and screw the consequences!

narrowstairs

As you can see at the top of this post, I’m finally listening to the new Death Cab For Cutie album “Narrow Stairs”.
Duff’s mentioned that the start of the second track (I will possess your heart) is “epic, but shit”, And not one to be outdone by a Vegan from the swamplands of Palmerston North on Te-Interwebe I have to say I fully disagree.
The fact that they’ve thrown an 8minute 55, song in proves they don’t care about M.T.V’s – 3 minute time band, and I personally think its great stuff, more popular bands should take a que from Pink Floyd/ Led Zeppelin and build up songs with a massive intro… Kirk Hammett should have bitch slapped his band mates around during some kind of monster and stopped Metellica from ever releasing the utter filth that is St. Anger, and fans should have the balls to realise songs don’t have to fit into this imaginary 3 minute time frame.
I got very bored throughout the center of the album I’m sad to say (Talking Bird, You Can Do Better Than Me) although it was getting late when I listened to the album the first time round.
Fingers crossed its the type of work that I’ll have to play through a few times to enjoy.

If you haven’t heard “Plans” or “Transatlanticism” I suggest you pick them up to get a good feel for Death Cabs sound (along with anything by The Postal Service for Ben Gibbard goodness) If you are a fan enjoy the fact that they’re trying something a little different, change can be good, they haven’t gone insane, they’re just trying not to become stagnant.

Picks of the litter

1- Bixby Canyon Bridge
2- I will possess your heart (all 8:35 of it)
4- Cath…
9- Long Division

Last suggestion, listen to this album through headphones, it completely changes everything.

-Tama

Poprocks & Coke

Monday, May 19th, 2008

Infected Mushroom – Jeenge 7:03

Wednesday will be Sarah’s and My first anniversary (is that good english? oh well) we will spend it the way we tend to spend our days now. At work, away from each other.
Luckily however we managed to wrangle a few days off together over the weekend, relaxed, explored then came home to our whingey cat.

Looking back at the crazy time we’ve had so far I can truley say that meeting Sarah has been the best thing that’s happend in my life, and I can only hope we have many more years to look back at in our future.

Now onto the less soppy stuff, My Facebook account has been used for evil, someones hacked into it and spread some kind of illegal drug suppliment link mumbo jumbo to my entire list, I would care but its facebook, anything that happens on facebook/ bebo is fairly unimportant to me as theyre both utter balls, I’m pretty sure I’ve mentioned it before.
Anyways if you’ve come here under the opinion that im dealing in illegal drugs im sorry to disappoint, I use facebook to keep up with people I’ve lost track off, and its unfortionate that I have to use these socail networking sites at all.

Oh and I’ve got the new Pendulum album, so you can expect a new write up in the next few days/ when I have the time.

-Tama

Broken Bones, High on strife

Tuesday, May 13th, 2008

Sundowner – The Morning Won’t Wait 6:51

Broken Bones

  • I got frustrated and was about to punch a hole in my bedroom wall, not my proudest moment, however knowing that I’d have to pay for the damage, I managed to swing my fist further to the left, and into the door frame… where I broke my pinky finger.

    Then, although I’m sick and feel like dieing, I got drunk for my flatmates birthday, again not something I’m proud to tell all about, however it partly explains why I then went down to the beach with a bunch of friends and partook in a drunken Shoot Fight, So when I woke up, and for the last 2 days, Ive not only had massive pain in my right hand, but pulled muscles in my neck.

  • High on strife

  • However Saturday wasn’t all bad, Jason managed to get me into Sundowner.
    “The album shape shifts between stoner rock, krautrock jams, drones and shoegaze sessions – always with a liberal dose of psychedelia”.
    If you like Mogwai, the more laid back Mars Volta moments, you’ll love Sundowner, The Morning Won’t Wait and Klaus Dinger are up for free download from their last.fm site, or for a very small amount you can pick up the full album on Magnatune.

    Check them out.
    -Tama

  • Happy Mothers Day

    Sunday, May 11th, 2008

    Ladytron – Black Cat 5:08

    Instead of doing a fantastic write up on what a great job my mother has done raising four bastard loinfruits, I’m going to simply leave the thought provoking, and all loving words of Mr T. Word up to your mother.

    Mother
    There is no other
    Like Mother
    So treat Her right
    Mother
    I always Love Her
    My Mother
    So treat Her right, treat Her right

    M is for the moan, and the miserable groan
    from the pain that She felt when I was born

    O is for the oven with it’s burnin’ heat
    where She stood makin’ sure I had something to eat

    T is for the time that She stayed up at night
    and took my temperature when I wasn’t feelin’ right

    H is for the hard earned money She spent
    to keep clothes on my back and try to pay da’ rent

    E is every wrinkle I put on Her face
    and every worry that I caused when I stayed out late

    The last letter R is that She taught me Respect
    and for the room up in Heaven that I know She’ll get.