just started watching wonderfalls. i won’t say too much about the series right now, since one episode doesn’t qualify me to comment, but reviewers such as this one and this other one clearly love it, regardless of its abortive status. and i like my anti-heroines reasonably narky. and the theme song is written by andy partridge:
played the song five times over on the way to work. keyboard flutes and guitar flourishes at the end of phrases and “see, i told you about the wonderfalls” at the end, which i normally think is being too self-referential, but andy partridge o.k.
in honour of narkiness, decided to wear lipstick today, which is bright pink. hmmm. i stopped for a while because my lips tended to look like i’d used the back of my hand to apply it. oh well. just for today.
i really forgot how much fun card games were, until i played up and down the river (known as “this game sucks” in that household). sometimes i’m such an ass when it comes to old fashioned games and the like. as in, damn, i can’t shoot it or kick it in a third person perspective! but i didn’t mind, even though i lost badly, just glad not to have a score below zero.
lunch beckons.
this morning slept until midday for no good reason other than sleep taking over like a good yoshimoto banana character. eventually i decided to walk across the road to the petrol station to buy a mocha and a chocolate bar to go with the movie i was watching in my room…
i thought 3d vr scapes were dead, just like chatting on the web with avatars were going to be the next big thing after irc back in, i don’t know, 1998? but yet i am totally sucked in by the room on cornelius’ official site. must be the moogs and records.
if you zoom it in a certain way you end up floating near the ceiling, which didn’t feel very comfortable, even flat on a computer monitor. also hidden are links to pictures, a fanmade tribute to ‘count five or six’, and information about zoob tubes (which i really, really want now).
the video for the upcoming single music, in which instruments are just piecelike components. i’m more excited, i think, about the b-sides which will be on the disc (more info from chipple.net).
i signed up on an online dating site, and just looking at its ugly bright purple border makes me wanna cry. as do people’s profiles. it’s not like i ever needed to be attached. i can’t be bothered anymore; i’m going to contextualise it, make it reasonably objective, and turn it into some article. maybe unpleasant.
meanwhile i seem to be a magnet for strange old men with long hair in op shops that have an accent i can’t understand coming up with excuses to talk to me, such as “where are the fathers in this shop? they don’t come!”
i am getting good at defensive talk, ignoring and then walking away.
i sent off a roll of film to be developed, and since someone almost forgot to print them out in matte, i ended up with an extra set for free. but looking at the pictures i can’t make much sense out of my xa2, even with 400 asa in reasonable light. the shutter speed is too slow, and seems to be very hit and miss, my handshakes blurring up pictures in broad daylight. but other people’s seem to work well enough. perhaps i will sell it to fund my dream camera?
i should try and make that song that’s been in my head for at least a year, that preferably has its roots in noise and has a chorus that goes “1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8…. urrrrggghhh”, free kitten style.
better things: triceratops.
once upon a time, i saw a few photos of frontman wada sho in a hiromix photobook that i bought. some of them pictured him next to okuda tamio, who is my marker of no nonsense guitar pop that looks honestly backwards. a good association to remember. and sometimes you’re in the mood for simple guitar pop, after you’ve finished devouring the back catalogues of other pop bands. new songs have a different rush to well digested favourites. it’s insatiable.
wada (l) and okuda (r) from rockin’ on magazine shoot 1999
wada sure likes his major 7th chords, which is kinda nostalgic and in combination with backup vocals, something i can’t help liking.
on the non-music front, i find wada attractive. he also reminds me a little of paul wong (l).
and what the heck, another triceratops video for good measure, this time an early single (kanajo no shinyon).
their first three albums (triceratops, the great skeleton’s music guidebook, & a film about the blues) should be in my letterbox in a couple of weeks!
