Posts Tagged ‘fun times’
I went to the dentist to have my teeth cleaned. Having to bite down, for three minutes, on some weird rubber device with fluoride (I think) on it is incredibly uncomfortable.
In the evening, Annie and I went to the city. I was wearing these stockings that have a rip in them that looks pretty good but then I was playing around with it and it ripped a little too much. I got paranoid about the stockings just coming apart so we had to find a new pair somewhere. 7-11 comes in so handy sometimes. There were some really weird noises in the sky as we walked to Kings Cross; we couldn’t figure out if it was thunder, fireworks or bombs. Anyway, so we got to Candy’s and in a hilarious incident with the security guards, got our precious vodka taken away (but they were nice enough to give it back to us later). Then we got free entry thanks to Darren. (I later found out Outrun put me on the guest-list – awww.) Inside we met up with my friends-from-the-ghetto Jasmina, Nenad and Drazen who had surprisingly decided to come along that night. Drazen and Nenad bought me a lot of drinks and let me drink theirs too which was nice.
A band called Yen played a really long set. They were pretty good. Kind of mellow and interesting. Sujin and Marie joined us also. Towards the end of Yen’s set, Annie and I went outside for a bit…to…get medicated…and then we went back to Candy’s and saw Outrun play. AND THEY WERE REALLY FUCKING AMAZING. The only downside was the length of their set – nowhere near long enough. But they were so, so good, especially considering that chatting to Josh beforehand, I found out he’d had three hours of sleep! So, rather impressive. I fucking love this band! After their set, we stayed around for a while drinking and dancing and being amused by Drazen’s antics. Was fun!
The night ended with an hours-long gutter party, with my friends-from-the-ghetto leaving Annie and I…I don’t think they appreciate the beauty of gutter parties. One day they will learn! It was a really good night but I had a killlllller hangover the next day.
Last night ended really early but for some reason, it felt like we’d been out forever. I guess we did a lot in a short amount of time.
First, Annie & I went to see Ohana play at Spectrum and they were so good! That was the first time I’d seen them play live and I was as impressed as I was when I first heard them on FBi. I need to discover more bands like them (suggestions, anyone?).
Then we went down to the Oxford Art Factory to see The Vignettes play and they were, as always, heaps of fun and completely incredible. There was a little fan club happening at the front of the stage and they were adorable. After they played, we talked to Natalie and Aaron for a bit, from The Revolution Artist Services, about music and TEETH and other good stuff. They’re both so lovely, and I was completely jealous hearing that Aaron has seen Nirvana live! There’s some good stuff being planned between The Revolution Artist Services and TEETH so…stay tuned!
Then back to Spectrum to see Die! Die! Die!, a fucking brilliant band that I absolutely love seeing live because it is always complete insanity and sweat, bruises, spilled drinks, loss of inhibitions, etc. They always put on such a good show!!!!!!! They need to come to Sydney more often. I very rarely see people lose their minds that much at smaller gigs and it’s amazing! Ran into Taps, Andrew and Myers there too which was cool.
After that neither of us could stop talking about how amazing it was and so we regretted going back to OAF where The Protectors were playing because it kind of ruined the good vibes a bit. Seriously…just because you look interesting doesn’t mean you should be a band. Also, looking like the lovechild of Steven Tyler and Mick Jagger doesn’t mean you are either of them.
Then we had to leave early because Annie’s sister was offering us both lifts home if we came back not too late, and since we both hate the amount taxi drivers charge, and since yesterday ended with me having 85c to my name, we took up the offer.
How I survived with no money: bottle of vodka left over from last week + Annie buying me drinks (thanks dude!) + my father’s spare change jar for Spectrum entry & train ticket. Whoooo!
(Photos by ANNIE LY.)
Halloween this year was really good. I think we need to embrace this holiday a bit more in Australia. Smearing fake blood everywhere and dressing up (as a witch, vampire, zombie, Cyndi Lauper, trashy zombie secretary, Ali G, Spider Man…) should be acceptable more often. And we still got some strange looks from passers-by. Maybe they’d forgotten what day it was. A couple of Irish dudes embraced the Halloween spirit though and were persuaded to put some fake blood on their faces when they were borrowing a lighter from us.
Annie, Zig & I started celebrations in Hyde Park with vodka slurprees and fake blood application before going to The Manhattan for the opening night of Robot House. I’d been on antibiotics for so long before (once for bronchitis and twice thanks to my wisdom teeth) that I hadn’t been able to drink for a while so I really enjoyed Friday night. There was a great house party vibe at Robot House – some of my favourite people, fucking brilliant song choices, lots of booze, sing-alongs (an impromptu “Who’s Got the Crack?” performance at the end) and photo-whoring, plus bathroom bonding over shots of vodka and stories by Alex about Los Angeles in a sort-of-alley (Alex is so ghetto, it hurts).
When the night wrapped up, we (Annie, Zig & I) met up with Kylar for a while during his work break as a bunch of kids skated around us on Martin Place, one wearing a Jim Morrison shirt. Then to Q Bar (by this stage I was carrying my heels; classy) where they played “Whoomp! There It Is!” and therefore won my heart. They have little booths to stash bags/drunken friends in and they have a photobooth and they have a giant portrait of Lenin. Seriously, just about the only downside is their disapproval of pool-table-dancing. I love the stairway that leads up to Q Bar as well. And I was actually hanging out with Emma! We always talk about how we need to hang out but it happens so rarely. But when it does, it’s gooood! At one point I thought it was a really clever idea to dance underneath the pool table if we couldn’t dance on top of it. Of course it just ended up being Emma & I lying on the ground. Annie took some photos then deleted them going “oh god, this isn’t meant to be Girls Gone Wild!” All class.
When Annie & I were heading home with that sort of seedy feeling you get when you’re starting to sober up and you realise how tired you actually are, we had Oz Turk pizza because nothing tastes as good at five in the morning, even with the bad music playing and the creepy plastic eyes hanging on every corner. Kylar claims this is why I felt really sick the next day. Something about a rather large percentage of hang-overs actually being minor food poisoning from the kebabs consumed the night before?
Then I curled up on the train and completely blacked out between “next station is Redfern” and “next station is Merrylands” as Annie listened to Black Sabbath. When I came home I realised I must have scared a few people on the way, probably my poor taxi driver as well, because there was fake blood smudged all over my face and my eye liner had sort of melted all over the bottom of my eyes. Such a good look. I was really glad my parents didn’t see me before I took a long shower.
That photo of Kylie and Katie Cyndi Lauper was taken by ANNIE LY and you can see lots more by checking out her blog.