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Do you ever have those days where a pile of things (not nice things) decide to happen all at once and annoy the shit out of you? They usually come in threes and tend to affect everything else around you, even the most trivial of things. Putting aside that it is Monday, still battling a cough for over a week now, questioning friendships and maybe secretly stressing out a little bit about a trip that’s just around the corner .. all these probably attributable to the mood I’m in right now, but I’ve had a bad day or days. Yes, I sound like a whiner, but come on you’ve had these days too. No one is ever positive 100% of the time.

So, I found myself sitting in on a conversation today about a topic I will not name (in case that person/s reads this) and I was squirming so bad in my seat hoping for the chat to end in the next minute. It’s like when work people talk about their kids to you at every opportune moment and that’s all they ever talk about. Similarly, listening to self-absorbed, righteous and entitled folk. I find this so completely and utterly boring. Bitch you may say, but I find it really difficult these days to have conversations with people that are on completely different wavelengths to me. I endured them in the past but man, I have my own life to live. And as I am finding as I get older, I have less time and energy to put up with it. There, rant over.

I know these feelings will pass. Going for a jog usually helps or hanging out with friends that I actually like hanging out with, or just time out from everything/everyone helps a lot too. Something that I am working on – enjoying my own company. And lucky for me I will be enjoying a lot of it in less than 2 months time, a trip it seems I really need for myself right now. I cannot wait to be sitting on the grass at East River State Park in Brooklyn reading a book, playing with dogs, striking up a conversation with someone I don’t know, staring at the New York skyline sipping horrible American coffee. I am patiently awaiting this moment. Just less than 8 work weeks to go.

Lost Paradise

Apologies for the three week delay posting this. But better belated than benevered, right?

So, having failed initial intentions of going to Falls Marion Bay or a week in Bali, a good friend of mine proposed the questionable Lost Paradise (LP) festival. At first I thought ermm … yoga at a festival, only four bands playing that I really cared about, portaloos, the inevitable baby wipe showers, and camping in the hot hot heat (yep imma gettin old). But I was convinced somehow and it ended up being one of the best festivals I’ve been to and a great transition into a new year.

LP, in the beautiful Glenworth Valley, was a small festival – two main stages, two small dance spaces, one bar, a few food stalls and a lot of space. There were no lines at the bar, ample dance space to move around at the main stages, no idiots, happy/friendly people and good vibes all round. Having been to a few big festivals, these small, intimate types are just as great, possibly even better and less frustrating. Music highlights for me were: Hiatus Kaiyote, The Delta Riggs, Pond, Carl Craig, Badbadnotgood and The Preatures (despite playing a short set). Also, some of the DJs that played at the doofdoof tent were also very fun. Another highlight was the little wooden shed that fit about 10 people playing techno music, especially the sneaking in part. Also some advice, don’t do fancy dinners at festivals. lol.

Also attributable to the great mems from the festival were the great people we met, vodka sauce, mountain nap times, dressing up as indians (albeit politically incorrect), and my first ever leech on the first day of the new year. Thankfully, it wasn’t too keen on my blood. Note: the leech happened after a bushwalk and therefore self-inflicted, and not from the festival itself.

LP started the new year off splendidly. One for the memory books.

Summer Dance: Omar-S and Simon Caldwell

First gig of 2015 and boy was I pleasantly surprised. Upon arrival, the National Art School in Darlinghurst was full of the usual crowd – good looking and well dressed, alternative, and familiar faces from the Sydney gig scene. With the techno beats bellowing in the background the bar was our first point of attack. Yeeesss, to a few cans of Sierra Nevada and some vino served in fancy tumblers. The National Art School, made up of old sandstone buildings was a great venue for Summer Dance. The rain put a bit of a dampener on things as it was supposed to be an outdoor party after all, but once we stepped into the main hall (which was pretty damn amazing) it was time to PARTAY, and that’s all that mattered. Entering the hall to Simon Caldwell’s electronica, we joined several others, dancing and admiring how professional this guy was. Seriously, Caldwell knew what he was doing and did it really well. And with a transition so seamless, it was now Omar-S’ turn to take over the show.

As more and more entered the hall, Omar-S played as though djing was natural to him, with little to no effort. The hall now full, he stole the show. So much dancing, so much sweat. Omar-S grinning profusely in his last hour, amazed at how many people were there to support him. A kind of modesty that I found quite endearing at the time. Three hours of “Yes, this shit is amazing” house/electro beats, we all wanted more. He played one last track with that endearing smile, shaking his head as he still couldn’t come to grips with how much the crowd loved him. At the end of the set he thanked everyone, shook people’s hands, held mine for a minute, and came into the crowd for hugs and adoration. This show was thoroughly enjoyed. The sore feet, slight hangover and ears ringing the next morning was well worth it. Do yourself a favour and check this guy out if you can. Omar-S’ technique, precision and unique sound is really something. It was a real treat.

More on Summer Dance here. I’ve also got tickets to Mister Saturday Night and Moodymann. Should be another good time.

[Photo cred: Brett Jones]


Here it is. My first blog post.

So a bit about this blog and a bit about me. This blog that I’ve been putting off (due to uni commitments and being ridiculous with my time) is something I’ve been wanting to do for a while. It’s something on the side to get my creative juices flowing and to help keep me sane from the mundane corporate life.

Me? I’m a 29 year old something living in the Inner West of Sydney. I love music and can’t live without it. I like seeing new places, meeting new people and am curious about the world. I want to use this blog as an outlet to share my passions with you, have a rant, exchange stories, be stupid and silly, and give you an insight into the fun things I like to do. And as the blog name insinuates, I like drinking. Vino is a weakness of mine. So have a glass on my behalf and enjoy the read.