| ♪ See you ar the party looking cool. |
[Jul. 28th, 2006|03:05 pm] |
I guess that LJ might still be a good way for me to plug things I think people might be interested in so I'll post here I guess.
On Monday night at Manning Bar, Sydney University, me and my hip-hop crew are performing in the quarter finals of the USU Band Comp. We're called Well Connected and you can find out more about us on our MySpace site where I promise we keep the emo to an absolute minumum.
Anyway we're performing four songs from our album - Good Thing, Fish Out Of Water, I'll Be Alright and Broke As. If we get through we go on to the semi-finals which would be absolutely rad. Oh, and part of what decides that is audience response so come and rock out with us!
If you do come, wear a little yellow somewhere so we can own the dance floor and come up and say hi. It would be great to see you there!
What: Battle of the Bands Quarter Final
When: 7:00pm, Manning Bar, Sydney Uni
How Much: Free! |
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| ♪ The end my only friend. |
[Jun. 7th, 2006|12:08 am] |
As sad as it is to say it, this is probably the end of Livejournal posting for Dave.
Now some people wake up and decide to abandon their LJ because they wake up and realise that, far from cathartic, their journals have only caused them to become more and more emo, falling more and more into terrible cycles of pity and self-loathing. They see the journal as the crutch that is keeping them from being truly happy and, cutting it loose they feel the better of it.
Not me though, my journal rocks! I'm just moving to my own domain!
So yeah, set your RSS feeds and whatnot to megadave.com where I'll be keeping the blogging spirit alive with pictures and my own wordpress site. I'll be trying to keep up to date with my friends page I imagine but I'll be posting all my actual blog posts there. If I get around to it I'll be stretching the archives back too with fodder from the olde days here.
It's been a good few years LJ. We'll do lunch some time. |
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| ♪ When we ride come equipped with game. |
[Jun. 3rd, 2006|11:41 pm] |
| [ | Listening to |
| | Tupac Shakur - Hit 'Em Up | ] |
You know what sounds like an interesting idea? Geocaching. And just when I thought that buried treasure didn't really exist in this dreary old age of ours. I've got a lot of plans for interesting and exciting things to do these holidays but if anyone I know has a GPS system and an SUV they can borrow then fuck it, we're going digging for Spanish gold and log books!
Thursday night me and the usual suspects went to see Brydie's brother and The Herd rock Manning at the USYD End of Semester party. It was a fun night but the knowledge I was going back to work the next day and my inability to drink tempered any irrational exuberance that otherwise might have been bought to bear. I feel like there's a whole lot I can learn from watching guys like Ozi Batla rap - my own mic skills and stage presence are pretty woeful when it comes to hip hop and I'd really like to work out something to do other than stand there and belt out rhymes with a terrified expression on my face. I'm sure mostly its a matter of experience but August is slowly ticking forward and we'd certainly like to pick up on some of the mistakes we made in the first round of the band comp - especially if we want to get much further.
Friday night I was hosting Scared Scriptless at the Clarence Hotel which ended up being a blast! The format was the Scriptless World Cup which while seasonally appropriate is something I know little about. In 2002 I cheered the Koreans but to be frank I was in a net cafe on the night of the big game and I think I was just worried that if I didn't I'd be beaten up by the Da Nang Boys or something. I tried to explain to Tim that I might possibly know more about the art of Quidditch than I knew about the 'big game' and as such my flavasome spiel might suffer a little. However Tim believes in me and as terrifying as that is, I got the gig.
Happily very little flava-flav was necessarily. Everyone was playing some awesome theatresports and Amanda Buckley is my new favourite person to host with, ever. There was a plethora of screw-ups, almost all of them were my fault, but it was a fun night and it was great to be out and doing stuff right after coming out of RNSH. It was also pretty touching to see how many people seemed to know I'd just been sick - got a lot of well-wishing which was nice.
Strangelove news! We're committing ourselves. At the moment its up to the benificence of the SUDS voting majority to grant us our wishes but we're setting our beady little eyes on the Week 10 slot in Semester II, roughly four months from today. We had a big meeting today, myself, Mark and Tristan and we agreed this was doable. It's going to be a crazy ride but I think the script is getting to the stage where we're ready to kick it all up a notch. Any real fears we had were helped out heaps as well by the fact that Tristan has been making music like a motherfucker and it sounds just awesome.
Oh and it seems I have a small role in a SUDS play thats going on at the very beginning of next Semester! I shall be playing the role of Richard Noakes, originated by Mr. Sidney Livingston in the Royal National Theatre, London in 1993. It's Arcadia and its a perfect holidays jaunt and way to get back in touch with the Cellar Theatre so I'm really glad to be doing it. Extra workload? Maybe. Give work to a busy man, I guess. |
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| ♪ Your body rent my body broken. |
[May. 31st, 2006|02:07 pm] |
I have been sick but, like Lazarus, I have risen from my bed. The world has changed. There is much to do.
I was discharged from the Royal North Shore Hospital on Monday night after having been run through the gamut of tests and procedures most uncomfortable. I have to say I seem to have drawn some kind of short straw with crohns - I'm fairly certain that of all the cool chronic illnesses you can sign yourself up for, nothing has a bead on crohns when it comes to disgusting vomit-inducing prep fluids you have to drink. Still, the world can only contain so much barium sulfate solution and isotonic fluids and finaly I'm back to the world of university assignments, crackpot writing projects and drunken episodes with the people nearest and dearest to my heart.
It's good to be home.
Monday night I had a great dinner with housemate Lauren and homegirl Penfold of whom readers of my journal should be more than familiarly aquainted. I've been put on a low-fibre, no alcohol style diet and draconian medication schedule for the next two months which I'm not looking forward to but I had great fun ordering manly smoothies to match my fellow diners' cosmopolitans. I can get through two months without booze. I can get through two months without booze. Fear is the mind-killer.
Tuesday night saw a bunch of us living it large at Hermann's Bar for some Sydney University Electrical Engineering Society before heading back to maison d'ave for Pad Thai and the many drunken episodes of Neal Downward. It seems whenever more than five people end up at my house in midnight, Hing is always going to try and invoke a sunrise pact - a promise from all to stay up until the sun rises for no good reason at all. He seems to have no reason for this - to Hing it simply seems that sleep deprivation in the middle of the working week is tantamount to a good time. Needless to say we all refused and retired at about 1:00am.
Been doing some more writing, both for the Strangelove project and trying to do some work for Jordan's show The Ronnie Johns Half Hour which begins filming its second season in about four weeks. I've a meeting with Mark tonight to go over Strangelove and another one with Tristan on all things musical on saturday. Rights for Strangelove still loom over my head in all their ugly glory but as soon as we feel prepared to go and pitch our case to the honourable estate of Terry Southern we will. It's just something we don't want to go into half-cocked.
Oh and Theatresports muddles on in an enjoyable fashion. I've promised Neal and Deanna I'll play with them this week so I'm looking forward to thursday. I'll be doing some hosting for Tim Judge's World Cup season at the Clarence Hotel on friday night and on Sunday week should be playing in the new Belvoir season at its temporary Newtown Theatre home. Fun fun fun!
Happy birthday David Cunningham. May your next 21 years accumulate you an equally worthy stockpile of reminisce. You may spot his updates at Megadave.com from time to time - I've given him an author account to this site just to see what would transpire of it. Very little has to date.
A wise man once said that a post without pics is useless. Dave once said he wishes he had a digital camera. Until next time, watch the skies! |
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| Serious Business Venture |
[May. 23rd, 2006|10:13 am] |
I’m going into hospital for a few days for some tests and I don’t think my mobile phone will last the distance. As soon as I get a bed I should have a phone and I’m sure my parents will know it within a couple of hours so the best way to contact me is probably through them - 98802552.
It’s nothing too bad - I’m not hugely sick, but my Crohns Disease (which till now I may have neglected to mention) is just not getting better and that’s getting a little concerning. As soon as I can I’ll hit you guys with an update. |
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| ♪ Just in case the world ends. |
[May. 22nd, 2006|01:11 am] |
I just finished Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk and while a few of the short stories in it were great - Guts and Civil Twilightspring to mind - a lot of it was just pretty humdrum. Maybe I’m acynical twenty-something that spends too much time reading SomethingAwful, but shock alone doesn’t mean brilliance and the book just didn’treally go anywhere that interesting. I thought it was a bit of a letdown, considering how strong it started.
But that’s not the main point of this post. I have some pics from Byron!
I choose to share them with you now! |
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| ♪ Chakko mo fi-nah-ney |
[May. 19th, 2006|02:16 am] |
OK, so this is a little late but a lots been happening. About a month ago, me and about 16 friends headed off to stay in a 10-person house in sunny Byron bay for the five-day 17th East Coast Blues & Roots Festival. Now I like music as much as the next man, which is to say only if the next man only really listens to Broadway showtunes and hip-hop, so I was feeling a little apprehensive about this trip. I shouldn't have. This was easily one of the best weeks of my year and we all agreed it was an amazing experience and great festival.
( More festival nonsense! ) |
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| ♪ the test begins… Now. |
[May. 18th, 2006|01:47 am] |
The lovely lady Alice Workman took some photos of Well Connected rocking Manning Bar in what I'm hoping was precisely the manner it should be rocked. I thought I'd share some of the ones where I don't look like a child who might qualify for protective headwear.
#1: Escher (rockin') |
#2: Bitches (flockin') |
( Click for photos! ) |
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| ♫ the crime of love was the judges decree. |
[May. 15th, 2006|10:41 pm] |
This is part 1 of a 2 part test for ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) _dracaena_ to see if you can do multiple posts on the same day as one post easily.
Well Connected news! We’ve got our cover design finished. Thanks go of course to the lovely lady Pei (the fey?) who designed these in her usual manner of incredibly amazing artwork coupled with terrifying haphazard communication. It was a scary wait but honestly this is the most awesome CD cover I’ve seen in a while and I’m including professional stuff. You rock, annie.
click for a larger view
Update! It seems you can't sadly. I just had to edit my entry. The multiple posts thing must have been Xanga. Oh, I weep for my friendslist.
Strangelove continues in its own fashion. I have a meeting with Mark onWednesday to nut out our proposal and to lay down an action plan overthe rights. I’ve got a couple of phone calls to make and some prettygood advice from a few quarters. Atmosphere remains optimistic on thefield. I just really, really, really hope Warner Brothers just doesn’tban it from the outset or something. Knock on wood. |
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| ♪ Harry! You're gonna be a lawyer some day! |
[May. 12th, 2006|06:03 pm] |
| [ | Listening to |
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Hooray! We got through the first heat of band comp! We now go straight to the August 2006 Quarter-finals and are one step closer to actually making the finals which would be awesome indeed.
I still feel in full control of my studies which is pretty good for me this late in semester. Here's to hoping I've grown up a bit. Being in a stable house full of smart students helps oodles too.
I know I promised to write about blues and roots but I just haven't got around to it. I will one day soon I promise. Don't hate me journal! :(
Oh and here's some cartoons for you! Racist cartoons!
Coal Black and de Sebben Dwarves
Watch the video here.
The film is a great testament to 1940s American mainstream attitudes - at least in as far as what was an acceptable theatrical release. This was only about 65 years ago - and it's an awesome piece of work. Wikipedia sums it up nicely.
The rich, wicked queen then appears, depicted as a "food hoarder", with a large repository of items that were on ration during World War II: rubber, sugar, gin and more. She asks her magic mirror to "send her a prince about six feet 'tall'", but when Prince Chawmin' arrives in his flashy car, he declares "that mean ol' queen sho' is a fright/but her gal So White is dyn-a-mite!" Finding So White hard at work doing the laundry, the prince takes her hand and the two swing out into a wild jitterbug. The queen sees this and hires "Murder, Incorporated" ("We rub out anybody for $1.00; Midgets: half-price; Japs: free") to "black-out So White"...
Full article here.
Oh, and some great screens from the short can be found here.
Scrub Me Mama With a Boogie Beat
You can see it here.
I still find this stuff awesome but there's a pretty clear message here that you don't find people lazier or more monkey-like than blacks. While it takes a light-skinned woman from Harlem to make the people of Lazy Town do their work - she can only do it by pumping them up with promises of sex and jazz - appealing to their base instincts.
Oh and the music is great and its an awesome clip so have fun watching it without the social studies lecture.
Wiki is here.
If anyone knows of any other public domain racist cartoons like these, share and enjoy! |
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