Misused words that annoy me-
terrorist nough said,
belgian chocolate - once I would have questioned the validity of patenting a "brand name" since coles is claiming its homebrand is as such, I'd be the first to sign a petition to allow them to do this.
Digger ah bless your nu-speak arse, Herald Sun, A soldier in Afghanistan is not a digger.
Anyway enough of that. Went to John Cage's Musicircus on Friday. Had a great time, don't know what I was expecting kind of scared it was going to be 500 pieces that were a tribute to his silent piece wasn't though.
Wide variety of performances, not every single one I liked, but it was more about the interaction between the different performances as well their interaction with the audience and the space (gee John Cage think about things like that, never). Very little (in fact basically nothing) revolutionary, but eclectic crowd, great vibe, and some fantastic levels of interaction between some of the acts. I spent more than half an hour outside playing a harmonium (an instrument I've never played) that a performer (he was playing a french clown artist) just dumped in front of me.
People cross stiching sound waves, two people (my favourite act) just doing a physical theatre act on a rampway, which spent a lot of time invading space, and occupying it. showing how two people in a space which involved so much traffic could be dominated by two individuals. it.
Acts ranged from the cliched 70-80's style productions, to uni style productions, to amazingly accessible stuff. There was a photobook being made all night (I got two photos, including one with a random woman who just happened to be standing there) where the only price was that you answer a question on the photo. Two people were disassembling a station wagon all night, whilst a group played music in boot area and a little lounge that had been set up behind it. A guy was playing the same song on about 11 instruments, that you could choose from, or roll two dices and text the performer (who replied to all texts all night) with the results. I didn't get rubber chicken . People climbing the insides of the walls. People in light suits climbing around the outside, An automated rack of various sized recorders, mechanised, drum machines and giant music boxes, Aawoman sorting rice into two different piles all night. Hell even the food vendor was a performer named Morm who sold haloumi and spinach pastries, iraq/israeli pies, 20c (I remember when it was one) lollies (musk sticks and the gum and fake tattoos!, fairy floss, Killer pythons, Talked to quite a few random people that night (which is very much not me, I'm generally quite cagey) including an drunken iron maiden loving Euphonium player, who I couldn't quite convince that I wasn't a metal fan and who was constantly been searched for because she had to perform. So much other stuff. Really chilled vibe, huge variety, so relaxed.
Went and saw 4 months, 3 weeks 2 days on Saturday. Typical Palme D'or winner. So basically *argh I've been emotionally raped!* *bravo!* *bravo!* *encore!* Really good film. Had that Alfonso/Mike Leigh element that I love where stuff happens in the background because in the real world it does. Huge amounts of ambiguity, none of the american do you remember when because the audiences need to know this stuff (which in most cases they don't anyway), the hand held thing annoyed me at times, but the almost documentary style camera work thing is something I like. I felt the acting was fantastic and the direction strong, the characters were interesting, the dialogue hit the right pitch, in fact so much of the film just did. There was even some humour (which did feel a little forced) thrown in, but I enjoyed those moments if merely for the fact it was my kind of humour. Not for the light hearted, nor the weak of stomach though.
The Cyprus leg of our 80 meals sucked, which increased in suckiness because Rami is a douche and because Rami was rude to the Maitre de. I have however converted people away from the commoness of trampoline gelati (its sometimes okay) to the glory of Tutto Benne Gelati. Score for me.
Also finally saw a lot of the AIH clips, including their recent one for Heart Embraces, current favourite clip but then I love puppets.
Anyway home now and staring at the screen.
I should eat breakfast and watch DVD and deal with reality tomorrow because the shit has entirely hit the fan.
Another post.
We shall discuss this theory at a later date.....