OH WELL, WOT'EVER, NEVERMIND
it's usually about this time of year that the weekend just completely runs out've steam.. springs a leak.. swerves off the road.. has a hairline fracture.. runs out've batteries.. or otherwise exceeds it's warranty.. breaking a mysterious component only to then be shipped off to Tokyo for repairs.. and there you are twiddling yer thumbs without a weekend.. they TELL you it'll only be 6 to 8 weeks.. but you know better.. more than likely you wont see a decent fully operational weekend for months..
yeah.. fuckit.. I dunno.. you scavenge for wot you can.. like those last few dumb squirrels out in the winter cold looking for nuts.. (hmmm.. does that just sound wrong.. eh.. nevermind..)
anywaze.. here's what random junk I found this weekend..
yeah.. I'm really runnin out've things to photograph aren't I?
oh well, guess it's time for all those pesky details huh?.. blah blah blah..FRIDAY NIGHT
dragged myself out've the house on a cold winter's night to catch some random bands at Jive.. the first one was some dodgy (apparently funk band) but more like an experience in 80's fashion mediocrity and uncalled for enthusiasm (seriously.. why did that lead singer chick keep staring in my direction.. it wuz awfully off putting, especially considering she wuz the main 80's disaster).. yeah.. the band did absolutely NOTHING for me.. but, I don't think it mattered.. since the place wuz floor to ceiling with their rent-a-crowd anywaze.. (ahhh.. gotta love the rent-a-crowd)..
this thankfully shortlived band was then followed by "DARBY" some wacky sideproject from Dieter the ex-drummer of Your Motive For, Josh the current bassplayer, one of them nutta's from Sir Gerbil.. and.. I dunno this other chick who wuz the lead singer.. and I wuz kinda looking forward to checking out this band.. coz from wot little I'd seen of Josh and Dieter tinkering around.. I figured.. (a) funky funky stoner hiphop, (b) some weird nutty ecclectic electronica (c) live band fusion.. yeah, I wuz pretty much disappointed on all counts.. sure, don't get me wrong.. they were a cool enough band with a damn funky rhythm section.. it's just a pity I couldn't hear the vocals which acted as a domino effect with the less than inspired songs.. to put me to sleep.. (or just send me off to play games of Pinball upstairs instead..).. but hey.. it's only, like.. wot.. their THIRD gig? they'll probably get better.. or.. fuck it.. wot do I care? :P
following this.. a few games of foozball, a few beers, accidently missing a gig by the uber cool Japanese punk band "Mach Pelican" (dammit!) and the usual 3AM drunken feast at Aussie Pizzahouse.. and I wuz home.. *yawn*.. oh well.. guess it beat growing fungus on me arse sitting on the couch at home watching Narcoleptic inducing Friday night TV.. and on a totally random tangent here.. but I've noticed.. I haven't watched RAGE in MONTHS.. apparently I've been out too many weekends to even remember that funky late-night weekend music video show wuz actually ON.. huh? whodathunkit..?SATURDAY NIGHT
saw the movie, "SIN CITY".. yeah.. it's damn good.. go see it.. real ultraviolent.. happy decapitations.. blood.. gore.. near naked hookers.. explosions.. and normally it this point I'd go off on some ranting review of the good, the bad and the ugly of this film.. but right about now.. I seriously couldn't give an arse (this weekend report is late enough as it is..).. suffice to say.. the film's real good.. you'll trip balls and cough up shiny things.. go see it..
after the movie.. found meself and a bunch of freaks at the ENIGMA sinking some piss and looking otherwise unenthused.. a few hours passed and we floated off to some stoner new breakbeat night "SURE SHOT" at the place formerly known as the "shithole" RAGLANS.. (yeah.. shitty venue.. apparently they're gonna demolish it and rebuild..) but the beats were funkin'.. or at least they would've been.. if the proper breakbeat DJ's hadn't taken the weekend off.. and were being substituted by house DJ's who really couldn't give a shit for breaks either way.. and played with the enthusiasm to match.. but despite this.. I reckon.. this MIGHT be the place to watch out for.. y'know.. give it a few sticks of dynamite and some paint.. and you might have something real funky.. (or more than likely.. you'll have some dickhead nightclub with fuckoff nazi gorilla bouncers.. a lineup to next tuesday.. drink prices that'd bankrupt small african nations.. and the sorta breakbeat you wouldn't want the decaying corpse of Fatboy Slim to be associated with.. (but we can hope can't we?)
and then, for some retarded reason.. we thought we'd change locations again.. and we found ourselves waiting in line to get into ZHIVAGO's for about 1/2 an hour.. at the front of the line.. that never moved.. arguing with the bouncer.. arrr fuck.. why do I bother? yeah.. I got no idea either.. pity.. coz ZHIVAGO's is usually a damn funky place to be fucked up drunk at 4AM.. if only it weren't for all the other dickheads who had the same brilliant idea..
hmmm.. yeah.. *yawn* not much of a weekend to inspire me really.. but I killed my liver all the same (goes without saying eh?)..
I sure hope next weekend doesn't leave me as drained as this one did.. coz this one damn near sucked me dry..
Previously on Spoz's Rant: 101 Dumb Things To Do On A Numbnuts Cold Weekend