Tuesday evening's treats

A bit of escapism this Tuesday evening via the latest issue of Harper’s Bazaar (Australia) and my earworm album of the week, Birds of Tokyo‘s March Fires. Track two, This Fire, especially (humour me, LISTEN to it!). Although clearly of the ‘now’, the song transports me to a certain time in my life when I was stuck in Perth for three months when I was supposed to be in London, and my friends used to drop by in the afternoon, with ice-cream sundaes from Macca’s, and we would ride around in J’s jeep, and I really didn’t know what I wanted to do with my life but somehow it didn’t matter.

Now I still don’t know what I want to do with my life and it does matter. I’ve been thinking about this lately because of a couple of developments at the office which has planted that pesky seed of wondering, “What if…?”

Do you ever feel that way?


Missed posting last night because I was out Doing Stuff. Specifically, catching Sydney band Dappled Cities at The Metro Theatre. Go me! And on a school night, too.

I have a soft spot for these guys. They got me through the time I spent in Perth earlier this year, at my parents’ place, with my dad in the final stages of his cancer. Now when I listen to albums, A Smile and Grandance, I am transported back to those hot nights in the ‘burbs, wondering how much longer my dad had in him. (Not long at all, as it turned out.)

Dappled Cities’ latest album, Lake Air, was released a few months ago, and of course I’ve listened to it – countless times. It was a joyous experience to see them perform songs from this album, of course, including The Leopard, The Weekend, Work In The Mould. Also, one of the night’s highlights (for me) was the inclusion of Wooden Ships from the Zounds album. I don’t think I’ll ever tire of that track.

Well worth the late night and that ‘dusty’ feeling this morning.


I feel like havin’ a drink tonight
Maybe somethin’ to smoke —
I feel like shakin’ my thang, yeah yeah.
It’s been a little crazy at work
Feelin’ a little choked,
And I want to get loose, yeah yeah.

I feel like seein’ my girls tonight
We’re gonna have some fun
I feel like shakin’ my thang, yeah yeah.
‘Cause my boss is bein’ a jerk,
I’m feelin’ a little stressed
And I want to get loose, yeah yeah.

~ Paarty  | We Won’t Stop (2002) | The Brand New Heavies


Perhaps less of the “somethin’ to smoke”, ’cause that’s not my thing. But if you could have seen me last night at the office, singing along to my iPhone while I was working… (Yeah, yeah.)

This song, I adore. It’s like the lyrics were written for me-this-week.

The first time I heard The Brand New Heavies, I was 19 or 20 – their music has been with me for a while.

I saw the band at London’s Brixton Academy, I think, more than a decade ago… and I’m seeing them tonight. Yeah, yeaah!


I’m as fucked up as they say

I can’t fake the daytime

Found an entrance to escape into the dark

Got false lights for the sun

It’s an artificial nocturne

An outsider’s escape for a broken heart

~ Metric, Artificial Nocturne


Play loud. Really loud.

If someone else is singing about how fucked up she is, it can’t be that bad.

Silent hurrah. No applause, though, huh?