So, I saw that crap-arse video clip on "Rage" in the wee hours of the morning, something along the lines of: "From Little Things, Big Things Grow"...Not only did it feature the revoltingly emphatic lefties such as Missy Higgins and my all time favourite "indie artist", John Butler...
Australian music lovers alike, this is seriously uncool...Now that K. Rudd (or, as I like to call him, Krudd) is in power, what are the likes of The Herd et.al going to rap about? The government's in a state of relative peace...I mean, sure, we're pissed about petrol prices and puny pensions, but generally, all is amazingly cruisy, governmentally speaking.
That's why I need to take over the hip hop world and do tracks such as, "Do you want Fries with your Whale Burger?" and "The Howard Lament" just to even up the balance and stuff...I mean, what, with Bush almost out, and the potential of a black president arising, what will rap stars have to complain about???
May 24, 2008
May 23, 2008
Why technicalities are a byatch
So, I started my co-hosting gig today on 2rdj, with Mel's Music Show. Pretty exciting shizen, until you realise that some community stations are better resourced than others...
Yes, that's right...me and Mel had to work with only ONE (count 'em, 1, numero uno, etc...) mike to carry through with a successful show.
I did my KMH (for those not in the know, I mean Kate Miller-Heidke, but crikey, that's a bitch of a name to type, much less, say, if you're asking Mel...) review from the good ole Annandale from 2 weeks ago...a bit old, you scoff? Well, bugger you, how many gigs do you attend in the average week..hmmm? I don't know how it went, were YOU listening?
Well, if you weren't tuned in this Friday, then FEAR NOT compardres....for you can tune into the Migsta every Friday arvo as of now from 3-5pm on 88.1 (awesome) FM...apparently it's the first station on the FM dial, so hey, there is really no excuse not t0 tune in and ave a go on Mel's Music (it's definitely the coolest stuff that they play on this station, so revel, peeps, revel!)
... And for God's sake...stay tuned...I need your support!!!
I love you all, all 3 of you mig-space followers, so show me some of the love next Fri...hopefully all mikes will be on deck...xxx
Yes, that's right...me and Mel had to work with only ONE (count 'em, 1, numero uno, etc...) mike to carry through with a successful show.
I did my KMH (for those not in the know, I mean Kate Miller-Heidke, but crikey, that's a bitch of a name to type, much less, say, if you're asking Mel...) review from the good ole Annandale from 2 weeks ago...a bit old, you scoff? Well, bugger you, how many gigs do you attend in the average week..hmmm? I don't know how it went, were YOU listening?
Well, if you weren't tuned in this Friday, then FEAR NOT compardres....for you can tune into the Migsta every Friday arvo as of now from 3-5pm on 88.1 (awesome) FM...apparently it's the first station on the FM dial, so hey, there is really no excuse not t0 tune in and ave a go on Mel's Music (it's definitely the coolest stuff that they play on this station, so revel, peeps, revel!)
... And for God's sake...stay tuned...I need your support!!!
I love you all, all 3 of you mig-space followers, so show me some of the love next Fri...hopefully all mikes will be on deck...xxx
May 21, 2008
Why you should tune into 88.1 this Friday...
...Cos I'll be on it, bitch!
Nah, seriously, I was meant to start my series of "Mig the Gig Pig" episodes on 2RDJ 88.1 FM (Sydney) last Fri, but let's just say that I was not up for the Milo challenge at that particular time (hence, I am tres bad...)
And, so my newest radio gig will hopefully - all extenuating circumstances prevailing - begin Friday at about 3ish. And it'll be a blink and you'll miss it kind of glory momento...just a quick gig review. Now I'm just tossing up whether to go with Kate Miller-Heidke or Architecture in Helsinki...Stay tuned (literally!!!)
Nah, seriously, I was meant to start my series of "Mig the Gig Pig" episodes on 2RDJ 88.1 FM (Sydney) last Fri, but let's just say that I was not up for the Milo challenge at that particular time (hence, I am tres bad...)
And, so my newest radio gig will hopefully - all extenuating circumstances prevailing - begin Friday at about 3ish. And it'll be a blink and you'll miss it kind of glory momento...just a quick gig review. Now I'm just tossing up whether to go with Kate Miller-Heidke or Architecture in Helsinki...Stay tuned (literally!!!)
May 13, 2008
Why I'm not THAT desperate
Thinking that her baby may end up a spinster, my dearest mumsy was at me last time I was up in Newcastle, to "settle down" with someone. She is aware that she won't get the grand-kiddies out of my lazy bum sister*, I am her only hope.
Not wanting to fail her, I saw an email offering a chance to write a story about the Desperate and Dateless Ball (which has since been kindly refined to D&D) and thought that it would make both a good story and a very happy mumsy, if I was to meet "the one". And, if nothing else, a free ticket (to the value of $110) and all the piss I could drink - how could I lose?
And right there I acknowledge my massive mistake. For, the event in question turned out to be nothing more than a scarily glorified meat market.
There were moments of disgust, whereby I had to run away from a group of desperate dudes chasing me, whilst crying out: "Journalist! Journalist!!" Who ever thought that I would be so ashamed to admit to being a part of the career I so aspire to having...
In any case, you could totally smell the desperation in the air. And the fact that the men totally outnumbered the women, I was at leats hoping to get a good story out of a good old gay hook up. There were many times that some guys would offer to make out with each other, but sadly, it never eventuated on my camera...ahhh nuts!
Suffice to say, it was one hell seedy night and I count myself lucky that I escaped completely unscathed...
So, sorry mumsy, and sorry Deepthi (Reportage editor), for I have nothing positive to say about my experience in desperation...thinking that from now on, I shall stick simply to going out for the gigs - NOT the guys...
Not wanting to fail her, I saw an email offering a chance to write a story about the Desperate and Dateless Ball (which has since been kindly refined to D&D) and thought that it would make both a good story and a very happy mumsy, if I was to meet "the one". And, if nothing else, a free ticket (to the value of $110) and all the piss I could drink - how could I lose?
And right there I acknowledge my massive mistake. For, the event in question turned out to be nothing more than a scarily glorified meat market.
There were moments of disgust, whereby I had to run away from a group of desperate dudes chasing me, whilst crying out: "Journalist! Journalist!!" Who ever thought that I would be so ashamed to admit to being a part of the career I so aspire to having...
In any case, you could totally smell the desperation in the air. And the fact that the men totally outnumbered the women, I was at leats hoping to get a good story out of a good old gay hook up. There were many times that some guys would offer to make out with each other, but sadly, it never eventuated on my camera...ahhh nuts!
Suffice to say, it was one hell seedy night and I count myself lucky that I escaped completely unscathed...
So, sorry mumsy, and sorry Deepthi (Reportage editor), for I have nothing positive to say about my experience in desperation...thinking that from now on, I shall stick simply to going out for the gigs - NOT the guys...
* It would appear that the publication of this post has ultimately defamed the person in question. The author wishes to apologise for any mortification this has brought about to the victim...
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