THE CARD SAYS "MOOPS"
it's that time of year again, a month into winter and the population of Adelaide goes into hibernation, work all week only to cocoon themselves all weekend.. witness how everything shuts down after dark and the streets empty out whilst a chill wind blows thru a ghost town.. and sure, I can really understand it.. no really.. well.. ok.. I can pretend to understand it.. you work real hard.. you commute each day thru some really shite weather at 8AM.. you're bled dry by your boss.. and you stumble home in pitch blackness sometime after 5PM.. seeking solace in a warm fire, a glowing tv set and a bottle of aspirin.. so by the weekend you're just about buggered.. you feel like Christian Bale looks in that MACHINIST movie.. but more likely resemble the Comic Book guy from the Simpsons.. from all that shite junk food you stuff into any available crevice of time they call the "lunch hour".. yeah.. kinda sucks doesn't it? remind yourself again.. WHY are you doing this? seemed like such a good idea a few years ago.. wow.. look at the money, pouring direct into all those bills.. and that morgage.. ho hum.. here comes another monday where's me shotgun?
but for the counter culture outcast crazies like me who live opposite hours, sleep thru the day, work thru the night.. on wot'ever the hell it is we do.. that somehow keeps us all cheerful and chirpy and yet fails to claim enough money to rid ourselves of those hyenas (aka: Centrelink).. living our own deluded life's dreams way beyond it's normal life expectancy.. with 0 credit ratings.. living on borrowed time.. borrowed assets.. outdated equipment and ridiculous ambitions.. by the end of the week.. we're like caged animals released.. we're starving for entertainment.. human contact.. social interraction.. the live scene.. the big honkin' night life of Adelaide.. some freaking loud music and beer to recharge the senses and reconnect us with the world..
but of course, that world.. your world.. goes to sleep during winter..
so.. we find what we can..
here's some photo's.. try and figure it out for y'self..
and now, once again.. the explaination..THURSDAY NIGHT
yet another SPOZ solo gig.. woopin' up them broken beats at the Enigma.. and a damn good one it was.. we may have actually had more than 10 people.. yeah.. sure they were spread all over the venue.. but during "Stoned Groove".. I reckon I saw one of 'em chicks dancing by the pool tables.. ooooh YEAAAH.. shake yer thing.. that's wot makes me day.. all it takes is one and I know it hasn't been a complete waste of time.. as special guest, vocals were provided by Sean "Rock Pig" Kemp.. providing some truly bizarre improvised drunken ramblings, tripped out falsetto singing and other such comical rambling free-basing nonsense.. definitely a unique take.. but it had me pissing balls laughing when I listened to the live recording afterwards..
oh.. and to explain that 1st photo..? that was the bus-stop I waited at after Enigma and probably the funniest thing I saw all week.. sums up perfectly what that billboard makes ME feel.. Ah Pepsi.. the choice of a new brainwashed poptwat generation.. yeeeHA!FRIDAY NIGHT
there was nothing going on.. and I mean nothing.. so.. in desperate need to leave the house regardless (instead of the choices faced on free-to-air tv - 3 hours of "Australian Queer Eye For The Straight Guy", some other shit not even worth mentioning or, watching "Die Hard" again..) I decided upon seeing a movie.. and since I'd seen all the other's by now.. I went with "MADAGASCAR" the new CGI animated cartoon movie.. done by the same guys who did SHREK.. and for the quick review? - I'd give it 2 1/2 out've 4.. a brilliant beginning and end.. let down by a boring middle section.. some piss laugh out loud moments, some disturbing fantasies involving meat, some really hilarious penguins, a bunch of drug addled Lemur ravers.. all hyperactively animated and slapstick funny.. if you go see it, for best results take some acid.. and trip balls to it.. after the movie.. I went home.. coz yeah.. there wuz nothing out there..SATURDAY NIGHT
happy 30th birthday to Craig.. you old baaaaaastard!.. yeah, he had his birthday party thingy tonight.. upstairs at the Exeter.. highlights included a ridiculous excess of tasty food as provided by his mother.. a bunch of his weird relatives.. an open bar.. and.. um.. a pocket game of Trivial Pursuit as conveniently provided by Wokka n Heidi.. yeah.. that wuz about it.. still.. fun.. in a "it's winter.. so where the fuck else would ya be" kinda way.. just as well we DID have that Trivial Pursuit game handy.. otherwise.. we would've had Craig rolled in carpet and thrown off a bridge to keep us entertained.. I actually won a game too! just don't ask my any sports questions..
afterwards.. looking for cheap entertainment.. I staggered into the Cranka.. bumped into the freaks from the band SEETHER.. and ended up (once again) at SHOTS.. but, it seems the word's been getting out.. coz the place wuz so ridiculously packed out tonight we had to actually wait in line to get it.. WAIT IN LINE FOR SMELLY 'OL SHOTS!!?? WTF!??? yeah.. and upon getting in.. I didn't stay long.. since I encountered the paradox of freezing cold winter's night outside (and dressing accordingly) to find boiling hot conditions inside (the combined heat, sweat and stench of hundreds of drunken loons).. so, finding meself sweating like a loon under a million layers of clothing.. I ditched out reasonably early (3:30AM.. ha!).. thinking I'd be catching a near empty late night bus home.. only to find the thing absolutely crammed to the ceiling with other drunken loons..
the weekend kinda left me with an empty unresolved feeling.. all drained of energy.. but hey, winter will do that to ya.. you work harder coz it's crap outdoors.. only to languish home (or fight in vain against it) on the weekend..
Spring couldn't come too soon..
Previously on Spoz's Rant: Way Of The Bat Guano