Robyn Gallagher

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Month: August, 2007

Music from the future

My iPod did the magical life soundtrack thing, just like it did that time with the cherry incident. I’d just left the hairdressers and was walking down Ponsonby Road with every hair on my head straightened dead straight, thanks to the trainee girl running wild with the GHDs. I stuck my iPod on shuffle, and [...]

Tying up

The Blenheim gallery opened at 1pm, so I paid it a visit. It had only two rooms, which is the same as the Raglan gallery. It wasn’t as much fun as the Raglan gallery. Blenheim had a strange feel to it. While it wasn’t quite living in the past, it had a feeling like that [...]

Places named after dead white men

Yesterday morning I went to the Nelson markets. There was heaps on sale, and not one person selling knock-off Louis Vuitton handbags. I found a stall run by the couple who started the Anathoth jam company. They sold it a few years ago, but wanted back in the jam business, so I now have a [...]

Beads on a string

This morning I got in my rental and drove to the little town of Wakefield. It was either named after Cap’n Wakefield of the New Zealand Company or Wakefield, Yorkshire. I secretly hope it’s the latter, because the Cribs are from Wakefield and they are an awesome band. There wasn’t much to do in Wakefield, [...]

Nelson = nil sun

Today sunny Nelson is not being sunny. After lunch yesterday I went to the Suter gallery (which I want to spell Sutre). It’s Nelson’s main art gallery and it was rather good. The main exhibition was on abstract expressionism and the cold war, specifically how the cold war influenced artists and how the CIA used [...]

Nelson I: Sunny Nelson

According to the lady at the counter of the internet cafe (that actually serves actual coffee), Starbucks don’t use coffee. They use “that flavour” and they “don’t give you a choice”. Well, I guess I won’t be going there for my morning cup o’ corporate oppression. Nelson is, so far, not sunny. I arrived yesterday [...]

The Cure

I turned up at Vector Arena last night with teh Matt. There were queues and queues of people, many of whom were obviously ex-goths. The queue moved fast and we made it into the building, where we stocked up on beers. We entered the arena and discovered that the band had actually started playing, and [...]

1987, man

Two teenage boys got on the 006 bus at Mt Eden. They happened to sit across the aisle from a guy probably in his late 30s who was decked out in motor-racing-logo-emblazoned clothing. Almost straight away, he started telling the boys his plans for the day (going to visit the girlfriend, then over to his [...]

One’s social calendar

I was extremely excited to receive an email from Melanie today informing me that the notorious J.U.S.T.I.N. was coming to Auckland. Yes, Mr JT is going to be performing at Vector Stadium in October. Having already shelled out for awesome seats for next week’s Cure show, I am convinced that the construction of Vector Stadium [...]

Smile for the camera

I really dislike group photos – the kind where someone says, “Everyone gather together and we’ll all take a photo!” And then there’s camera swapping to ensure that everyone has their own version of everyone else standing around. I was at my uncle’s 70th birthday party a few months ago and a large portion of [...]