Last week was supposed to be the mount fuji post
No post for two weeks. I quit smoking two weeks ago. Conclusion: nicotine = motivation.
I sent the photos of the kites to metropolis for their photo of the week section. I will inevitably recieve no reply just like every other time i have tried to submit something, like say i dunno, a piece of writing to some small scale melbourne media publication thats been into hiphop since "back in the day" (somewhere between jurassic 5s' first and second LP). Who don't bother to reply when i send a nice email offering an article that would have been a shining voice of insight amongst the otherwise vacuous dribble they publish about what sneakers best compliment a new $150 coffee table book about Ugandan hiphop.
Speaking of living in a wank pit (what would it be like to live inside a rea life wank pit? I wonder if anyones written a book about it? perhaps we could ask the editor of opulent magazine), its hard to say youlr really feeling ethiopian funk without simultaneously wiping the coke from your nose but thats exactly what im listening to at the moment. If youve seen Jim Jarmuschs Broken Flowers then youve heard Mulatu from Ethiopia which is the jazzier side of 70s ethiopian music. The mix from Quantic and Miles Claret is the funkier side of the coin. Unfortunatly i havnt turned up anything about any of the artists featured in the mix, though for an introduction you could do worse than check out the interview with Mulatu in wax poetics 14.
Anyway. Mount Fuji.... I climbed up it...it was great. We got to the top. We got lost on the way down and ended up on the wrong side of the mountain luckily id quit smoking so i was able to deal with the situation calmly and rationally by crying and rolling around in the mud.
Heres the kite photo. Its late and I cant be bothered doing a mount fuji post right now...so its probably not going to happen. If your at all interested check out the photos i posted on flickr. Tommorow I am going to an exhibition celebrating 40 years of Ultraman. I will try and post more often.
I sent the photos of the kites to metropolis for their photo of the week section. I will inevitably recieve no reply just like every other time i have tried to submit something, like say i dunno, a piece of writing to some small scale melbourne media publication thats been into hiphop since "back in the day" (somewhere between jurassic 5s' first and second LP). Who don't bother to reply when i send a nice email offering an article that would have been a shining voice of insight amongst the otherwise vacuous dribble they publish about what sneakers best compliment a new $150 coffee table book about Ugandan hiphop.
Speaking of living in a wank pit (what would it be like to live inside a rea life wank pit? I wonder if anyones written a book about it? perhaps we could ask the editor of opulent magazine), its hard to say youlr really feeling ethiopian funk without simultaneously wiping the coke from your nose but thats exactly what im listening to at the moment. If youve seen Jim Jarmuschs Broken Flowers then youve heard Mulatu from Ethiopia which is the jazzier side of 70s ethiopian music. The mix from Quantic and Miles Claret is the funkier side of the coin. Unfortunatly i havnt turned up anything about any of the artists featured in the mix, though for an introduction you could do worse than check out the interview with Mulatu in wax poetics 14.
Anyway. Mount Fuji.... I climbed up it...it was great. We got to the top. We got lost on the way down and ended up on the wrong side of the mountain luckily id quit smoking so i was able to deal with the situation calmly and rationally by crying and rolling around in the mud.
Heres the kite photo. Its late and I cant be bothered doing a mount fuji post right now...so its probably not going to happen. If your at all interested check out the photos i posted on flickr. Tommorow I am going to an exhibition celebrating 40 years of Ultraman. I will try and post more often.
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