Dreaming of Lemmy

Weird. I dreamed the setup for Motorhead was crap, in some catholic church hall, with heaps of support bands. Lemmy and I knew each other from when we’d played together somewhere. Me and Lemmy went to a shop, and Lemmy was stealing all this stuff.

At work this morning I had one of those little moments where I seemed to be able to see ‘behind’ the universe, to this sense of unending joy, bliss, unconditional love. A sunny day and beautiful music helped.

listening to: - Ypey : Get Back to Serenity [Beach Mix]

Bizarre

Me and the girly are thinking of manifesting ourselves at Hellbound: Horror Fetish Ball, on October 29th. More info at club bizarre. Now where did I put my vampire makeup...?

Also, Diamanda Galas is playing here on October 25th. Would be interesting, but I don't think I can be bothered. Would make for a very dark October.

listening to The Sex Pistols : Liar

Motorhead!

My life is complete. Motorhead are playing a show here on December 1st. I'd always planned on bringing them to NZ myself (figuring no-one else would). Now I don't have to. They're one of the few bands I'd bother to go see, mainly for their nostalgia value.

And the trains are now going to run on Sundays, and late on Fridays and Saturdays. Yay! Finally Auckland rail moves into the 20th century. (Somewhere around 1970 methinks.)

Me Grandpop said to me Dad, and him to me: "I wish I was your age with my experience." I wonder if that's the point of the next life, to be in a young body with an ancient mind.


Listening to Bad Religion : Godsmack

Moving moving

I like my new place. Nice people, nice room(s). It's an informal community as well as a flat. I have a minimalist bedroom setup with just a bed, table, art and candles. And I have a whole 'nuther space for my stuff and studio *cough*. I love how us wannabe musicians talk about our studios when we mean "my bedroom, which has a computer with speakers in it." Met ..., who is living acrosss the road and seems nice, and has Borderline Personality Disorder, so I look forward to finding out what that is about.

unpacking quietly, throwing stuff out (begone material things!) and

listening to Bjork : Hyperballad