Just saw an absolutely BRILLIANT concert! Fur Patrol and Betchadupa.
It all began when I picked up a friend of a friend from the bus station, after a few awkward conversations, a few hours, and a few sore feet, we discovered in fact, we knew each other... from addict, turns out he's a reader.... how weird.
As my friend and I sat in the City Focus waiting for (yet another) friend to arrive, we got presented with 2 free tickets to Betchadupa/Fur Patrol. As he couldn't go, he gave the ticket to me, which I proceeded to try give to a friend... ANY friend, unfortunately none of them were too keen, so after rushing home from town, getting ready in the space of about 15 minutes (and I'm a chick... congratulate me!) and waiting for my ride, I got picked up, zoomed into town where we FINALLY got a home for the ticket.
So after much mucking around (ticket said doors open at 7, Fur Patrol's bassist said 9) we arrived at 9, ID'ed and let in.
Betchadupa Rock.
They are a talented group of guys, who can pull off a concert (which to me is very important), in fact, in my opinion they were better in concert then on recording!!
Fur Patrol, also, Rock
Julia (Deans, lead singer) belted out the tunes, very well and everyone (and I mean everyone, you could hear them above the guitars and singing and drums) sung along to Lydia (I'm still gutted they didn't sing 'Chlamydia', the version they sung in Wellington) and we got our encore, which went off, for me, in the front row, moshing next to the bassist and lead singer's girlfriend from Betchadupa, and generally having a great time.
Before I left I said hi to Betchadupa, well done and that I was sorry Rotorua is such a shithole and had never heard of them (the sign out front proclaimed to the world that Fur Patrol and 'Betchadupu' were playing), and also managed to score Fur Patrol's set list...
ah what a wonderful night... and all for free.
Saturday, December 30, 2000
Wednesday, December 27, 2000
On TV...
Gone With The Wind, it's a movie known for the infamous line "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn" and it's REALLY long.
Maybe I'm just a fan of 'happily ever after' movies, but is it just me, or does it's ending suck pure monkeys bottoms?
Today was the first ever time I've seen this movie, I saw it was on, thought 'oh, I haven't seen that' and sat down for what I thought was going to be 2 1/2 hours... until I read the TV guide properly and realised it was, in fact 4 1/2 hours (including ads), so I taped it, and finished watching it just now.
It had, in my opinion a very bad ending, it's like the writer just thought "well, this has gone on long enough, I'll just finish it here" and did, and left me hanging. I wanted to see Scarlet with Rhett, I wanted the happily ever after, and I got disappointed. Was it the point of the movie, to disappoint everyone who bothered to sit down and actually watch it? or was it to make us think? I don't know, but I definitely missed my happily ever after!
Speaking of Happily Ever After, is it just me, or is that Mini-series on TV3, 10th Kingdom, REALLY good? I love it, it's so fantasy with great make up, and effects, and clever thinking on behalf of the writers, it had me and a friend desperately rushing through copies of Rapunzel and Little Red Riding Hood today trying to work out names, and where they were, how to break spells and generally just reliving our childhood, we have our theory on the general theme of the whole thing, but it certainly is good from where I'm standing.
Well, that plus Ed O'Neil is brilliant as a Troll King! (oh, and while I'm here, does anyone know who/what/where the Huntsman is from?)
I must admit, the Christmas season TV is good, I've probably watched way too much of it, and the chances of me giving up my videos before the New Year are slim, I have become a TV Nazi for the week, and I'm damn proud of it!! :-)
Maybe I'm just a fan of 'happily ever after' movies, but is it just me, or does it's ending suck pure monkeys bottoms?
Today was the first ever time I've seen this movie, I saw it was on, thought 'oh, I haven't seen that' and sat down for what I thought was going to be 2 1/2 hours... until I read the TV guide properly and realised it was, in fact 4 1/2 hours (including ads), so I taped it, and finished watching it just now.
It had, in my opinion a very bad ending, it's like the writer just thought "well, this has gone on long enough, I'll just finish it here" and did, and left me hanging. I wanted to see Scarlet with Rhett, I wanted the happily ever after, and I got disappointed. Was it the point of the movie, to disappoint everyone who bothered to sit down and actually watch it? or was it to make us think? I don't know, but I definitely missed my happily ever after!
Speaking of Happily Ever After, is it just me, or is that Mini-series on TV3, 10th Kingdom, REALLY good? I love it, it's so fantasy with great make up, and effects, and clever thinking on behalf of the writers, it had me and a friend desperately rushing through copies of Rapunzel and Little Red Riding Hood today trying to work out names, and where they were, how to break spells and generally just reliving our childhood, we have our theory on the general theme of the whole thing, but it certainly is good from where I'm standing.
Well, that plus Ed O'Neil is brilliant as a Troll King! (oh, and while I'm here, does anyone know who/what/where the Huntsman is from?)
I must admit, the Christmas season TV is good, I've probably watched way too much of it, and the chances of me giving up my videos before the New Year are slim, I have become a TV Nazi for the week, and I'm damn proud of it!! :-)
Monday, December 11, 2000
Water Keeps falling on my head, and shirt, and shorts, and face, and toes....
WARNING: Diary-like content below!
Just came back from Camp BOB (otherwise known as Blob at Ohope Beach), it's a yearly camp held by my former youthgroup every year, and it's always a blast, this was my fourth one.
Friday night was entertaining, with rain POURING from the sky, and with the power pole across the road threatening to blow up every minute or so. The night was spent up, looking for reception for my phone, which was rather hard to come by, and then up until 4am having girly chats and farting competitions in our cabin (immature, but funny) then finding out a guy had crept into our cabin, hidden himself under a bunk in the room behind ours and had heard the entire thing.
Saturday was ALOT of cooking (cos I was the camp cook), a few doughys and cruising thru Whakatane looking for Chicks for a couple of my male mates. Oh and did I mention the water balloon war which quickly escalated into a Ice-Cream container war, to a full on battle with 10 litre buckets!! There was a midnight swim, a midnight walk, and plenty of junk food as well.
and Sunday was basically one great big LONG water fight, which my cell phone is still recovering from (for a few minutes there I was pretty worried that it may not pull through, but having seen, or rather heard of as many toilet-drops as I have - about 5 - and having a 100% recovery rate... I was glad it came back to life)
Then, getting home and seeing one of my closest friends, who I haven't seen since May, was brilliant, I've spent the last 4 hours with her, and I'll probably be spending all of tomorrow with her as well.. it's great!
So overall the weekend has been brilliant.
And for those interested, I'm getting on much better at home lately, since my last post my mother and I have both been making considerations in each others direction (particularly on my behalf, you're all right, I did need to pick up my attitude a bit, no matter how much I hate to admit that). I've also found out other things had contributed to the situation, and understanding it makes it a lot easier to deal with it...
oh, and I got a Job on Thursday as well :-)
Just came back from Camp BOB (otherwise known as Blob at Ohope Beach), it's a yearly camp held by my former youthgroup every year, and it's always a blast, this was my fourth one.
Friday night was entertaining, with rain POURING from the sky, and with the power pole across the road threatening to blow up every minute or so. The night was spent up, looking for reception for my phone, which was rather hard to come by, and then up until 4am having girly chats and farting competitions in our cabin (immature, but funny) then finding out a guy had crept into our cabin, hidden himself under a bunk in the room behind ours and had heard the entire thing.
Saturday was ALOT of cooking (cos I was the camp cook), a few doughys and cruising thru Whakatane looking for Chicks for a couple of my male mates. Oh and did I mention the water balloon war which quickly escalated into a Ice-Cream container war, to a full on battle with 10 litre buckets!! There was a midnight swim, a midnight walk, and plenty of junk food as well.
and Sunday was basically one great big LONG water fight, which my cell phone is still recovering from (for a few minutes there I was pretty worried that it may not pull through, but having seen, or rather heard of as many toilet-drops as I have - about 5 - and having a 100% recovery rate... I was glad it came back to life)
Then, getting home and seeing one of my closest friends, who I haven't seen since May, was brilliant, I've spent the last 4 hours with her, and I'll probably be spending all of tomorrow with her as well.. it's great!
So overall the weekend has been brilliant.
And for those interested, I'm getting on much better at home lately, since my last post my mother and I have both been making considerations in each others direction (particularly on my behalf, you're all right, I did need to pick up my attitude a bit, no matter how much I hate to admit that). I've also found out other things had contributed to the situation, and understanding it makes it a lot easier to deal with it...
oh, and I got a Job on Thursday as well :-)
Monday, December 4, 2000
I just want something I can never have
Have you ever moved out of home, then gone back and been driven up the walls. I find it hard to believe that having moved out of home, I'll ever be able to move back for any long duration of time, I've only been back in Rotorua for five days, and already being home has driven me crazy.
and it probably didn't help that my alcoholic brother stole half a bottle of vodka off one of my mates last night and got fucked on it last night.
I almost feel like shit at home has changed, I have friends afraid to talk to my parents for fear of getting their heads bitten off, and to be honest in so many words I feel the same way.
So today I just packed a bag and took off. Walked from my house into town and got a ride in about half way. Now I'm staying at friend's flats, and I plan to be doing this on and off thruout the holidays, because being home, as I predicted a few days ago, is driving me insane.
So why is it, once you move out of home, you can't handle going back? Is it the fact that you're used to living under your own rules, having whoever over, whenever, to do whatever, without the worries of beginning to distrust family members, without the parental rules. The freedom comes with a price, that society calls rent, but my God, is it worth it.
and it probably didn't help that my alcoholic brother stole half a bottle of vodka off one of my mates last night and got fucked on it last night.
I almost feel like shit at home has changed, I have friends afraid to talk to my parents for fear of getting their heads bitten off, and to be honest in so many words I feel the same way.
So today I just packed a bag and took off. Walked from my house into town and got a ride in about half way. Now I'm staying at friend's flats, and I plan to be doing this on and off thruout the holidays, because being home, as I predicted a few days ago, is driving me insane.
So why is it, once you move out of home, you can't handle going back? Is it the fact that you're used to living under your own rules, having whoever over, whenever, to do whatever, without the worries of beginning to distrust family members, without the parental rules. The freedom comes with a price, that society calls rent, but my God, is it worth it.
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