Monthly Archives: January 2003

Your own summer is ready when you are

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I was at the dairy across the road and the normally straight path to the counter was instead an obstacle course due to the two drunk women stumbling about in their high heels and short skirts.

I’m not sure what the situation was. They both looked dressed up, and had obviously done their hair, and were both really drunk and were both attempting to purchase more booze.

One of them was wobbling over to the counter with a 12 Heinekens when she stopped and said to no one in particular, “shit, this isn’t gunna be enough. I should get some more, eh?”

The other one was trying to buy a packet of cigarettes and a bottle of wine. To do this, she had to empty out the contents of her handbag on the counter. She left her sunglasses case behind and I was like, “excuse me, hey, HEY! Is this yours?” It took her a while before she could work out what I’d said and that it was her case.

(Her sunglasses were those pornstar glasses with really light lenses and no frames, but you knew that, right?)

They both managed to buy some booze and left the store, walking off in different directions.

Punk arse

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Sunburn means journeying out to the Village at Westgate because I can not possibly show my pink, peeling face around my area code. The central side posse must not see me like this.

I saw “Two Weeks Notice”. It was a really good romantic comedy. I am currently incapable of writing more on it because I am listening to “Mistadobalina” by Del Tha Funky Homosapien and that is currently using up the part of my brain that writes interesting movie reviews.

Ok, here’s a Big Day Out anecdote.
At the Converse stand members of the Deceptikonz were running a freestyle MCing showdown. This one guy was up against Mareko. He took to the mike and just started spouting a bunch of stuff like “yo, yo, westside in the house, yo, yo,”. (And I write this with the full knowledge that I could not do much better). So after taking a bit of this guy’s bad insults, Mareko took to the mike and came up with some really witty, funny and totally vicious retorts, all in time, and all in rhyme. The other guy tried to come back with something like “yo yo, I’ll pop a cap in yo’ ass”, but Mareko kept on with the brilliant insults, even picking on the guy’s t-shirt. I think I was the witness to a verbal murder.

Biiig day

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Tired, achy, deaf, but I don’t care.

Highlights

The Deftones
OMFG, they were so good. I was really into the Deftones about five years ago, but somehow forgot about them. What was I thinking? It was such a great performance. Mr Moreno got right up next to the audience. DRZA reported via text message that he was right up there next to him. How utterly excellent.

Xzibit
Sometimes some big obnoxious hip-hop is just what is needed. I’m not sure how it happened, but I found myself making the “X” symbol (forearms crossed in the air). I also waved my hands in the air like I just didn’t care.

Queens of the Stone Age
After a few sound problems they came on at the end on the smallest stage up the top. I wasn’t going to end the day with the Foo Fighter’s stadium rock wankery, so I was glad that the Queens had some good rock to finish with.

Ok, I need some rest. I will write more about this momentous occasion when the strength has returned to my body and brain.

Ciggy

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Actually, still on the subject of Josh Homme, I caught a bit of the late news on TV3 and they had some footage from their airport stakeout of a number of the arriving Big Day Out performers, including Queens of the Stone Age.

So there’s Josh Homme having just passed through customs and he’s got an unlit cigarette hanging out of his mouth. Ok, so he’s been on a 14 hour non-smoking flight and probably the only thing on his mind is getting some flame on the end of that cigarette and getting rid of the nicotine craving, but there’s this reporter asking him stupid questions, and I’m sitting there watching and inside I’m thinking “Shut up and let him get outside so he can have that cigarette!”

Smoking is bad.

Lick

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I went into town to do a few things. In the back of my mind was the possibility that maybe I’d see one or more of the artists performing at Big Day Out. Then I was thinking about who I’d like to see. It’d be kind of cool to be walking along K Road and to look up and see PJ Harvey, but I decided the one person I’d really like to randomly run into would be Josh Homme from Queens of the Stone Age.

So I wandered around, visited Real Groovy (the alternative section was packed full of excited pseudo hipster emo kids), bought a couple of things that I needed for tomorrow and got the bus home. No rock star sightings.

But then what happens? I few minutes ago I got a text message from DRZA saying that he was talking to Josh Homme. I replied with instructions for him to tell Mr Homme that I love him and want him to lick me like he licks the guitar in the “No One Knows” video.

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Follow up

* The meeting took place in Real Groovy
* Mr Homme was looking at records
* DRZA got him to sign his iPod with “PlAY” “JH”
* DRZA also told him that he had a friend who wanted him to lick her (or similar) and Mr Homme said something like that he didn’t want to get excited in public.

Recent world events

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I’ve just received my annual car insurance invoice. Along with it is a note that says that my car is now no longer insured if it is damaged from an act of terrorism.

“Recent world events” are also being blamed in an increase in premiums. They haven’t listed what these events are, so I am going to blame Chilean coffee farmers.

Big Days Out

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I bought my Big Day Out ticket today. It got me thinking about the very first BDO in New Zealand. I thought it was ’93, but after consulting my diaries, it turns out that it was indeed ’94. I was 19 at the time and these were my impressions of the day:

Saturday, 5 February 1994

It ruled extremely. I woke up early and went to Renee’s. We went to Auckland. The motel sux, the guy who runs it is a cunt. I had to pay a $20 deposit. Fuck you. BDO ruled. The Headless Chickens, Head Like A Hole, Smashing Pumpkins and 3Ds ruled. The HLAH guitarist came on stage naked. We all saw his dick. Brave man. Smashing Pumpkins were awesome. The sound was really good. They ruled they ruled they ruled. Soundgarden didn’t play “Outshined”. I think they’re probably sick of it. SPs should have plays “Rhinosauros” I had 2 smart drinks. I don’t feel any different. It made me feel strange. There was HEAPS of dak. I even saw a guy roll a joint. I didn’t see anyone I knew. Renee saw Meredith her flatmate. My face is sunburnt in parts. I thought I was protected. Renee is bright red. It was such a good day. I bet I’ll go deaf when I’m old. My ears are ringing. I bought a SPs t-shirt. It’s about selling out. We all have. I don’t know what we’re doing tomorrow. Probably just go home. Renee’s nose ring is too big. It’s an earring stud. Should be a little one. My face is hot.

1. No mention of the Breeders. This is probably because I left after they played “Cannonball”. I still regret doing that.
2. So, the smart drinks didn’t make me feel any different, but made me feel strange? Wow, that was a really smart thing to write.
3. I called the motel owner a cunt only because that was my curse word du jour.
4. And how cool was I to comment on all the marijuana or “dak”. Why’d I call it dak? It’s such a fourth form word.
5. “Rhinosauros”. Ha ha ha!
6. I was wearing the Smashing Pumpkins t-shirt once and this guy came up to me and started talking about Jean Paul Sartre. I stopped wearing it after that.
7. Actually, how cool is it that of all the major bands that played at BDO that year, the Breeders are the only one that’s still together?
8. I can’t believe I got excited at seeing the HLAH guitarist’s dick, but then I was a teenage girl.
9. “It’s all about selling out. We all have.” What? No really; what?
10. I’m not nostalgic about it, though. Two stages? Boring. I’m grateful for the six stages (and, yeah, ok, and the techno tent) that BDO has now. I like the smaller bands, the hip-hop and the interesting stuff that I wouldn’t normally get to see.