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My words, their voices: Kevin the Fucked Up Goldfish

Kevin the Stuffed-Up Goldfish, posted with vodpod I recently got an email heads-up from Eco-Girl of the Super Poets that one of my poems was going to feature in the Out Loud schools’ poetry slam as part of the Melbourne

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Posted in gigs, Not Quite the Man for the Job, poems

“You’ll never get the girl, Dante!”

Dude they totally made a game out of Dante’s Inferno. Full of that wonderful adolescent horror-movie glee that games seem to be riddled with these days. And while the trailer might seem to be taking some poetic license (sorry), the

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Posted in crappin' on about the inconsequential, poems

Sleepers has a blog!

Wherein Lou S. and Zoe D., the brains trust (well, the everything really) behind Sleepers Publishing talk turkey about books and stuff. In weekly video instalments. It’s called The 21st Century Bookshow and it’s fun!

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There’s only one everything.

more about “There’s only one everything.“, posted with vodpod John Linnell of They Might Be Giants has a great skill for writing hooky pop songs whose lyrics incorporate intellectual inquiry. He’s written songs that present potted – but accurate –

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Posted in i would like to recommend these people's writing, lines I wish I'd written

Friday Night Video: untitled

more about “untitled“, posted with vodpod (video created with xtranormal) And we’re back. Did you miss us? If you’re a readalong type, there’s something you might find useful after the cut.

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Friday Night Video: Smile

more about “Smile“, posted with vodpod (video created with Xtranormal) And for those who like to read along with the yadda yadda, there’s more after the break.

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Posted in Friday Night Videos, new ways to procrastinate, The Third Fruit is a Bird

Friday Night Video: Mothwing Kiss

more about “Mothwing Kiss“, posted with vodpod (video created with xtranormal) And for those who like to read the liner notes, there’s more below the cut.

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Posted in Friday Night Videos, new ways to procrastinate, poems, The Third Fruit is a Bird
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Quelle Grammage!
only a fan of 2/3s of the folk in this pic but mesmerised by the story @angustrumble relates below it. . . . I watched last evening’s general election coverage (ABC, natch) in the company of a high Commonwealth official, among others in an undisclosed location, whose name, it soon emerged, may not appear on the electoral roll for reasons of national security. I confess that gave me a bit of a thrill. Canberra: Bless! However, it was also fascinating, extraordinary, in due course to witness that person’s several mobile phones evidently going bonkers, and the measured plans, contingencies, forecasts, blue books of an entire federal bureaucracy duly (one presumed) shredded, turned upside down, just like that. Nothing at all was said, I should emphasise. One simply observed the body language, which was moderately graphic. Whichever way you look at it, this has been an astounding personal victory for Prime Minister Scott Morrison. He believes in miracles, the sexy thing. Pre-polling methodologies in this country, meanwhile, have quite obviously met with serial unforced error on a colossal, epic scale. Who would ever pay them good money again? On my way home, I collided with the (ex-)campaign manager of one of the independent ACT Senate candidates who was alone, drunk and in despair. The campaign manager, that is, not the candidate. This was at about half past eleven on the corner of Jardine and Eyre Streets in Kingston, right next to the rubbish tin, you know, the rectangular green one. He told me he wanted to burn everything down, which was worrying enough, but then he suddenly hurled his mobile phone into the gutter—smashed it to bits—and staggered off into the night. I found myself wondering: Who would touch politics with a barge pole? I should add that this frightening encounter left me, literally, picking up his bits and bobs, then dutifully popping them in the bin. Responsible, me. Back home, I had a cuppa and played patience. I’m not kidding. . . . #Repost @angustrumble with @make_repost
A chance op shop encounter with this Death Liger Lion of Chaos duelmasters card case has done NOTHING to help my attempts to not buy one of this sucker’s namesake toys on ebay. #duelmasters #deathliger #deathligerlionofchaos #metalasfuck #toys
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They come up after rain. I often wonder how they feel lying under the ground at right angles to their purpose. #chewton #railspike