An Horse is an indie-rock duo composed of Kate Cooper (singer/guitarist) and Damon Cox (drummer/singer). Last night, the Northcote Social Club hosted a performance by them in promotion of their second album: Walls. It was an electrifying performance, coupled with their support act: The Gold Coats.
This Melbourne-based Folk band, The Gold Coats, warmed up the crowd with their soothing tunes, and melodic songs; they covered Paul Kelly, which earns kudos for them from any music fan. The simplicity of their songs, coupled with their tranquil and witty stage presence helped generate an atmosphere of reserved excitement as we waited for An Horse. I recommend attending a gig of The Gold Coats; their songs, despite having never heard them before, were enrapturing.
Frankly, I have never attended such a stupefying intimate gig before. Resultantly, this made the gig incredibly more emotive than previous gigs I had attended, par from a few at Paris Cat and the Brunswick Noise Bar. The room was charged with energy that propagated throughout the entire crowd, and An Horse themselves are a zestful band (and incredibly polite). Their setlist was composed of songs from their two albums Rearrange Beds and Walls; the performance was phenomenal and engaging - Kate even recommended crime novels to an individual whom was reading during the intermission between the support acts and the main.
Charismatic, emotive and congenial are just an array of words to describe this talented duo. I truly recommend attending a concert of theirs, or simply attending a local gig at the Northcote Social Club. Considering the Northcote Social Club hosts an array of Australian artists, it’s a beneficial (and sociable) way to support the Australian music industry, have a few drinks, enjoy some great music and have a jolly time.
Kelly Robinson has worked in the publishing industry for nine years. Seven of those were spent in-house working as both an Educational and Trade editor. She tells of how she found the position too “managerial” and not stimulating enough. Seeking to break into trade editing Ms. Robinson made the liberating move to freelance editing. I caught up with her to discuss the changes she believes imperative to the publishing industry in light of her vast and personal experiences in the business.
Q). What sort of Editing are you currently doing?
A). Mainly educational, in “second stage” so texts and online resources for secondary and primary schools. The Trade stuff I’ve done was adult fiction. I started out editing mainly secondary school texts books but I have (recently) done more primary.
Q). Can you name any of the work you’ve done?
A). Mainly series. My specialty, I suppose, is psychology and I’ve done quite a lot of psych because I have a strong background with that, having studied it at uni, so I know the subject it follows, being able to edit that more thoroughly than someone without subject experience. I’ve done some of the MacMillan VCE Psychology series in-house and as a freelancer. I’ve worked on MCM Math series for Neilson when I was working in house and Neilson Psychology series. Lots of Business Education books for Neilson. There has been so much and working in-house I would have 10 or more projects on the go at once but those are the major ones that I’ve worked on.
Q). Is educational editing more technical? Are you required to check the facts?
A). Sometimes, yes. The broad humanities subjects such as English, History and Business Management require some level of editing in that area but subjects such as Mathematics, Science and Psychology less so. Most people, in my experience, want to get an editor who knows the subject well though. You don’t always have to know the subject but it pays too. Ultimately, the publishers always say the responsibility for getting the facts right lies with the authors. There are very few specialist editors. That’s why there is usually an editor checker for that, especially at second or third stages, when its proof read it is also checked for accuracy.
Q). What sort of work do you do on a typical daily basis?
A). As a freelancer I work on whatever project I have got going (at the time). It could be several things at once and it changes depending on what stage. At the beginning of the project obviously you’re just familiarizing yourself with it, doing the first edit, sorting out the author criteria, which actually takes a very long time. Then there is the artistic side- getting the artwork together and working on the layout. In educational editing there is a huge artwork component. All of that takes five or six weeks. And, of course, in between there is handling all the admin work. As a business owner it is difficult to juggle that side of things. Once a freelance editor has looked at it will usually go in-house for typesetting and then the freelancer’s checks it again before it goes back in-house and remains there. A proofreader will usually check it at second stages. There is an awful lot of communication going on between the freelancer, the in-house people and the author. The role of an in-house editor is more of a project management role where you have editorial input and you cast an editorial eye over everything but you’re not actually doing the hands on editing. It’s mainly liaising with the people, the designers, authors, and publishers and coordinating the whole process.
Q). How does educational editing differ from trade?
A). It is quite different because of all the different elements in educational. My experience with trade is working on novels with a manuscript, which obviously takes a lot of work to get knocked into shape, but then that’s it. It’s just typeset after that, as it’s just a novel. Whereas with Education there is lots of different features. There isn’t just text but the layout and artwork. Also making sure the contents of every chapter corresponds with the syllabus. With educational one of the biggest differences is that there is a right answer and a wrong answer. A right way to explain things and a wrong way. With Educational you can intervene more and even re-write it but with trade you can’t because you don’t want to intrude on the author’s style. In trade publishing you need to be a lot more diplomatic when you’re dealing with an author’s manuscript, because there work is there babies and they get very touchy about things. Although in my experience a lot of educational authors are very similar. However because it’s factual you can make a better case for changing something than you can with trade. Each has their own pros and cons.
Q). What was it like as an in-house editor and how did it differ to freelancing?
A). It is very different as my in house role was more project management. In house is a lot of project management and liaison with in-house people. As a freelancer I am one step removed from that. As a freelancer it is also a lot more hands on with the authors than in-house. In-house it is usually the publisher that communicates with the author. But having said that, it does depend on the publisher that you’re working for.
Q). Why and how did you make the move to freelancing?
A). Mainly I had worked for seven and half years in house and I wanted some independence and wanted to have ninety percent of my time doing the editing side of it. I was sick of project management and I was sick of dealing with crazy, in-house personalities. All of those things plus the appeal of being able to make my own time, and being in charge of my own time. The freedom of being able to do this. However it is scary having no guaranteed income or no pay leave.
Q) Has it been successful?
A). So far yes! I can pay my mortgage (laughs) to be honest you don’t make that much money. It’s actually not a very well paid industry unless you do government editing. It is important to budget well. If I charge for x amount of hours and it ends up taking double that time it isn’t good but sometimes it levels out if I take twice as long on another job. However if it takes much longer on a job the publishers don’t pay for that overtime.
Q). Would you say the introduction of e-books and sites such as amazon will have a positive outcome for the publishing industry. If so, why?
A). I think the whole e-book thing it is difficult to know how it’s going to turn out at the moment as a lot of publishers don’t know where to go with it at the moment. They don’t have a clear model for how it’s going to work; especially with copy write issues and things like that. I think a lot of Australian publishers are trying to work out a model for how to deal with e-books which is why when people use e-books they order there stuff from amazon. I think if a clear model were worked out it would be really good for it. If a system were worked out it would supplement the industry rather than kill it. There is something about books, about being able to hold them and take them around with you. Being able to interact with an actual book is so much different. I believe there is something about books that will always stick around. In Education it is different as it could really boost the industry and make it a lot more interactive. For example having textbooks linked up with online quizzes and more interactive methods of learning. A lot of people turn to amazon as they think books are overpriced in Australia but they have to consider that we have a large country and a small population and that causes freight costs to be higher. That’s why the books are priced higher but most people don’t consider the distribution charges. I don’t think the independent bookstore will ever go out of fashion just because they’re local and the people who work there really know there stuff, unlike at Dymocks and Borders who have underage teenagers in store and very rarely even stock the text I’m after.
Q). Do you feel that self-publishing effects editing at all?
A). Yeah, a lot of people who self-publish don’t get their stuff edited, as you would know. Besides form the fact it does us out of a job it is interesting. In one way it shows how beneficial editing is as you can tell by the quality that editors are valuable. I have actually done some work with a self-published author but there was a bit of difficult with payment method. I think there should be some sort of place made for self-publishers to get their stuff edited. And a lot of publishers don’t want to look at trade work that hasn’t already been edited, or in really good shape….I think some agents actually do that to a certain extent. They make recommendations but the authors generally have to fix it themselves.
Q). How did you get involved in the publishing industry? What are your recommendations?
A). Through a university degree and internships. I recommend doing internships and reading industry magazines. Anything that gets your work out there really. Try and make contacts early. I didn’t do any of this as a student but I think it would be good to start contacting publishers, especially trade wise. Start reviewing books for magazines or anything you can get involved with.
Q). What was your goal?
A). I really wanted to be a trade editor however I found it hard to get into it as in-house it can be quite “clique-ey”. Once I was labeled as educational no one considers you for trade anymore. That is partly why I made the move to freelancing.
After the interview Ms. Robinson continued to chat about the industry, suggesting that writing and publishing students get involved in the industry as early as possible, particularly if keen on trade editing. Ms. Robinson’s positive outlook on the future of the publishing industry was enlightening. Perhaps everyone should be more inclined to look at the introduction of e-books as an asset rather than a threat. It certainly seems that whether it is in-house, freelance, e-book or bookstore, the publishing industry is, and will continue, thriving.
On visits to the city the homeless can be seen scattered everywhere. Scrunched up on footpaths, cowering in park corners. They can be seen but do you ever think of them as people, human, just like us?Do you even care?
In an impressive and significant step the Rudd government has launched a 1.6 billion dollar plan to help the thousands of Australians in need. The plan includes giving the homeless and unemployed jobs building homes in which they may then live, donating money to hostels that are turning away hundreds daily and putting money toward preventive aid.
Many have ridiculed Kevin Rudd’s idea saying it is too little, too late. It is far from “too late”- with the recent devastating bushfires and global economic crisis the situation will only get worse- acting now is crucial. “For too long we have sidelined the plight of Australia’s homeless youth” and it is an applaudable decision of Rudd’s to start acting now.
The issue of putting 1.6 billion dollars toward such a cause has created outrage amongst the ignorant in our society who feel able to make judgments based on what little knowledge they have. “This policy just makes things easier for others [the homeless] to keep sponging off the rest of us who actually put in a hard day’s work?” This woman’s thoughtless comments make one wonder where the evidence for such a claim is? Is their evidence of successful “sponging” in the homeless twelve year old in the park? Is there evidence of it in the woman with three kids, living in her car?
One man wrote into The Age with similar shocking statements, saying “why should society care about you?”. This question was again directed at the homeless. Think again of a homeless twelve year old and ask yourselves that same question: why should society care about that child? Think of your brothers and sisters and ask “why should society care about them?”And then think of yourself and think of the thousands of things that could push your life to such a rock bottom and ask “why should society care about me?”
An article in The Age on March 2nd of this year publicizes one homeless woman’s story, typical of many. She used to work in a bank. She used to have a home. This same woman now draws on the pavement, where she sleeps, to make money. As journalist Peter Munn rightly says, “It is alarming to think that life might make such deviations”. Another such article in the Daily Telegraph, “Desperate times create new homeless”, outlines the plight of the ever-increasing number of homeless families due to the economic crisis now facing Australia. One family, consisting of both parents and three children, are faced with living in their car. The parents preparing for job interviews in public toilets- “Never in a million years did they think they would be in this situation”.
The point is no one ever dreams it could happen to them but with 100,000 homeless in Australia it is happening, all too frequently. Although none of you may believe it, it could happen to any one of you. In fact, with 1 in 8 becoming homeless, statistics suggest it will .
Those most affected by homelessness are society’s most vulnerable people. That is young children and teenagers, women, sufferers of mental health problems and Australians of an indigenous background. The exact statistics for homeless children under the age of twelve is 10% of 100,000. Whilst 10% of 100,000 might not sound like such a large number you must remember that that is 10,000 homeless children under twelve years old in Australia alone. For a country that prides itself on being accepting and compassionate this is a despicable figure. That’s 10,000 children not yet even 13 years old, younger than the majority of year seven students, who have lost almost all basic human rights. Being homeless at such a young age sees the loss of the right for health care, personal safety, social security, even an education. How can an innocent child rightfully be denied these things? How could anyone deny that child the right to grow up and lead a life such as the ones we have? Alyssa Coulter, one previously homeless teen says of her life “everyday was just another day to survive”, These children yearn for what we take for granted: a home and someone who cares. Reporter Stephen Lunn says “This is a crisis, this is life or death for some young kids”. Something needs to be done to help these children now before they too reach an age where it is easy to shove them aside, give them the usual discriminatory labels of “bludgers” and “addicts”, and then happily forget about them. Happily forget about how and why they have ended up in such a situation. Happily forget why we should help.
Homelessness is most often not the fault of the homeless person, but a gross injustice as Australia’s system fails them, as stated by the Commission of justice and peace: “any person or family that, without any direct fault on his or her part, does not have suitable housing is the victim of an injustice”. Real, effective change for Australia’s homeless will only come when society stops viewing them as “bludgers” and gives the Rudd government, and it’s 1.6 billion dollar plan, their full support. What I hope you all gain from this is the knowledge that the homeless are victims, not vermin and to give your support in ending this crisis.
Despite being eight days away, the Write In Your Face Grant Program is still open for submissions (the closing date is the 30th of May). This program aims to help emerging, and aspiring writers to gain recognition through grants of up to $5000. Run by the Express Media and funded by the Literature board of Australia Council (for Arts), they look for individuals aged 30 years or younger (or work with individuals 30 years or younger) whom use language inventively. If you think you fulfil these requirements be sure to download an application form and get writing.
NMIT visual arts students have an exhibition called Common Place at the Access Gallery at Bundoora Homestead Art Centre. The students interpret the historical and contemporary identity of Bundoora Homestead in a variety of media, using architecture and landscape as primary sources.
Students from courses across the Visual Arts Department travelled to the Bundoora Homestead Art Centre in March this year to spend the day drawing, painting and photographing the site. The works were further developed in a variety of media back in the studio.
A selection of the final images will be shown in an exhibition on site at the Bundoora Homestead Access Gallery from the 2nd to 19th June. The exhibition aims to examine the layered histories of identity and place and provides an opportunity for students to exhibit their work within the community.
All are welcome to attend the opening of the exhibition on Saturday 4th June at 2:00pm.
Where:Bundoora Homestead Art Centre 7-27 Snake Gully Drive, Bundoora Phone: (03) 9496 1060
Alumbra is one of those high end bars that changes into a nightclub as the night progresses. Formal attire is required and it is best to arrive early if you don’t want to be lining up for hours. The best part about Alumbra is the hiring of a Shisha for $35 with flavours of your choice. Though it’s rather expensive just to inhale flavoured smoke, but the novelty of doing it with all your friends is well worth it. With standard drink prices after a $20 dollar entry fee, it’s not exactly a cheap start to the night but worth the splashing of money.
People putting on phony accents. Particularly French accents. It is only attractive when it’s real.
The sound of chewing. Note to everyone: if you close your mouth the noise stops! It really is that simple.
Being asked “when are you due?” a week after you had the baby. Hey, these things take time people.
People who complain about babies crying on planes or in cafes. (They are babies, it’s what they do!) What are parents supposed to do, put mufflers on their children? Or should we follow the example of other parents and leave them at home locked up in the basement? And for your information you were once an annoying, screaming brat running wild in the supermarket, too.
The Black Eyed Peas. Okay this one takes some explaining as most people like the Black Eyed Peas. I used to like them but then they remade that song from Dirty Dancing, (I’ve had) The Time of my Life, and let’s be honest the original is miles better. What were they thinking? Personally I think their remix sucks.
People who put empty cartons and boxes BACK in the fridge! Dude, it’s empty so why put it back in the fridge? Say it’s a box of Magnums that you go for only to find it empty, crushing :S Although it isn’t as bad as this next one
People who put the container of off milk back in the fridge. I swear this must be done intentionally, you know it’s off so why would you put it back in the fridge? Just so I can come along and pour it into my cereal?
Really loud sneezes. Okay, so maybe it isn’t your fault but, c’mon, is there any need to put that much oomph into the sneeze?
Strangers who come up and touch/kiss your baby. The elderly are the worst for doing this for some reason and it is just not acceptable. You may compliment the baby or even talk to him/her but do not touch.
People complaining (hypocritically) about things. Oh, wait…
Hope walked slowly, her pale eyes looking beyond all the faces that zoomed by in a blur. In this moment nothing mattered besides the polished wood, glinting beautifully in the buttery yellow morning light. Nothing mattered besides the deep hole gaping open underneath where the coffin sat, suspended in the air by rope. She raised her hand to her chest, taking deep breaths. Her mouth twisted into a thin line, her face paling as, in her mind, she gazed through the wood and looked on the body of her baby.
“Had you lived we would have loved you and we loved you anyway, loved you as you kicked and wiggled, loved the sound of your heartbeat. We loved the way you rolled away from the ultrasound, hiding your beautiful face. We loved holding you for those precious few seconds. We will love you always, even from this distance”.
The speeches went on and on, washing steadily over Hope. She heard none of it, never taking her eyes from the coffin. Her mind was far away, reliving the birth. Hope winced as she recalls the pain as she pushed and then, worse, the deadly silence that followed. Her tiny baby lay blue and lifeless in the doctor’s arms. For that fraction of a second the world spun to a stop. It seemed to go on for a lifetime but within a moment they had her baby across the room, hooked up to alien machines. Hope remembered being shown them when, at thirty six weeks, she and her birthing class were taken on a tour of the maternity ward. She had hardly listened when they had described the machines, their names and what they were for. Like the others Hope had been too full of joy, exclaiming over the size of the rooms, laughing warily at the gas and air pumps beside the bed and the other one next to the bath.
“I’m going to be needing that” she remembered joking.
But Hope had not once considered the machines, or even imagined for a second her baby would be hooked up to them. But he was, and then wheeled away from her. Within the hour the doctor returned. His face was drawn and white, the lines around his eyes deep and sorrowful.
“I’m sorry” he said. He said other things too, explanations, said the midwives would see her about the birth certificate, offered to have him bought in so they could hold him, for the first and last time. It broke her completely, gazing down at his tiny face. Hope stroked his soft skin, ran her finger tips over the closed eyes. He looked just like he was sleeping with his eyes scrunched shut like that. She smiled as she lifted his miniature fists and kissed them. They wrapped him in a soft blue blanket and as she cradled him in her arms they took photos. She smiled at the camera even as the tears spilled down her cheeks. Hope kissed his face, his hands, and his feet and cried so hard it hurt as they took him away.
Directed by Lisa Dempster, the Emerging Writers’ Festival is about to go off with style. Running from the 26th of May to the 5th of June, it is run by a collective of professionals within the writing, publishing industries whom hold local and national networks that fulfill the festival’s needs: to educate burgeoning writers about the industry, and promote emerging authors.
With workshops such the Business of Being a Writer that educates individuals about the filing, taxing, and our legalities of the industries; and free plays, and panels, such as the Get Into Genre ones. These Get Into Genre panels range from young adult, to crime fic, enlightening people to the aspects of each genre and how to create a convincing story within that genre.
With many other networking, and helpful sessions, be sure to check our the Event Schedule and sign up!
We all know being a teenager can be a pretty crazy time so in this post I would like to showcase some young teen poetry. The author is fifteen and I’d say it expresses what a lot of young teenagers feel at some point- some choose to express it in different ways and I think those that express it artistically (song, dance, writing or painting) are on the right track!
"She’s Just a Teen"
Tears bottled up she’s going to explode. Trying not to let them fall, or let emotion show.
Full of anger and sadness, it’s tearing her apart. She tries not to show it, but it’s killing her heart.
She’s hurting inside.. there’s no one to talk to. They say “oh she’s just a teen”, but they don’t know what she’s going through.
She tries to explain, but they just don’t understand tears in her eyes on the pillow they land
She goes to bed crying and wakes up to a whole new day, hoping it will be better, but finds out it’s all still the same.
The Hawthorne Hotel is located on 481 Burwood Road, Hawthorn, Vic, 3123 is a rather large bar/pub that is ideal for students. Free entry, $5 wet pussy and blue ball shots,$5 pizzas between 9 and 11 cheap beer and standard bar prices for spirits.
The Hawthorne has a large dance floor and two separate smoking areas with tables to accommodate for large groups. What the Hawthorne doesn’t accommodate for is the crowd that is drawn to it, especially on a Tuesday night. So packed you can barely breathe or find a safe place to ash in fear of burning someone the Hawthorne isn’t the best place for a casual chat, which seems to be the whole point of a bar.
This is my first bad review and i would not recomend the Hawthorne unless your idea of a good night out is $5 pizza and listening to nothing else but the top thirty, I’m sorry but i can do that at my own house in the comfort of my pyjamas.
Okay, I know, I’m incredibly late posting BUT in my defence I had some hardcore procrastinating to attend to.
This Easter I went home to vissit my family. They live on a farm in “The Middle of Nowhere” or, if you insist on knowing the official name, North Betebelong. It’s a beautiful piece of country and I feel blessed every time I go back there. I am grateful I grew up in such a place- doing so has certainly taught me some interesting life lessons.
On Easter Sunday my mum insisted on giving Olivia her first ever Easter chocolate which, unsurprisingly, she loved.
And then we went to the Buchan Rodeo during which my mum, a hobby photographer, took some amazing shots.
This Modern Glitch has been a greatly anticipated album for me this year. It is common knowledge among my friends that I adore the Liverpool musicians, The Wombats. Therefore when the 22nd of April rolled around, fervour ignited my veins as I impatiently watched my iTunes downloads. 24 hours later I knew most of the words to each song.
As expected, the album has energetic beats that are frivolous fun to dance around to. Techno Fan would have to be one of the best songs to do this (ridiculous dancing) to with its upbeat chorus and catchy lyrics: ‘shut up and move with me/move with me/or get out of my face’. The melodic harmonies are even more contagious in Techno Fan and are reminisce of the harmonies on A Guide To Love, Loss & Desperation that are hopelessly engaging.
Another notable song would have to Anti-D, which Dan Haggis (drums, percussion and backing vocals) donned as “the most epic ballad [they’ve] done”. With its philharmonic opening coupled with the melancholic melodies and attached hope depicted within the lyrics, it stands as a testimony to the emotive power of the band. Matthew Murphy (lead vocals, keyboard and guitar) wrote the song from his experiences of being on anti-depressants and ‘coming off’ a high dosage. The lyric ‘it’s hard when you’re flattened as a pancake’ metaphorically depicts what would’ve been Murphy’s strenuous withdrawals. In interview, Murphy said he hopes the song ‘touches people or points to the fact that… one in… five people is taking them [anti-depressants], but no one talks about it’.
If one is hoping for the sarcastic whims of A Guide To Love, Loss & Desperation, it is not as predominant within This Modern Glitch. The closest mildly satirical song would be Last Night I Dreamt…. A song depicting the fear of dying alone within a selfish, egotistical, ‘twisted man’. Even then, it still holds a note of heartfelt empathy.
1996 would have to be my favourite song on the album. An earnest, nostalgic song about modern society, and somewhat satirical in the chorus - ‘and now it feels like/we kiss with one eye on our tv set’ - mocking our fame obsessed society. The use of the synthesizers coupled with a strong beat and bass line creates a memorable song. This album is The Wombats’ experimentation with synthesizers and personally, I believe they have used them well. Their use of upbeat tones within Our Perfect Disease detract from the somewhat more tumult lyrics. The absence of the synthesizers within particular sections of the song, allow the aggressive bass line to be more predominant, emphasizing the lyrics’ imminent need: ‘I need you just to stand in my way’. Another song that synthesizers are used selectively is Walking Disasters. The song is centred about a girl’s troublesome family relationships, alcohol abuse and a close friend attempting to help her. The percussion within this song, with the simplicity of the chords and bass throughout the verses gives the pre-chorus a stronger edge. Hence, effectively conveying the conflict, affection and struggle the protagonist feels through Murphy’s, at times, brittle voice.
Lyrically, Girls/Fast Cars serves a cheerful contrast against the more earnest tracks of the album - the album is platform of the Murphy’s experiences within the past four years. A rather silly song: ‘And what I feel is what I say/I’m not trying to be smart/I like girls/Girls and fast cars’; and one cannot not help but humour the notion Murphy is attempting to be smart. But ironically, he’s not.
Schumacher the Champagne is a song inspired by the phrase that Murphy heard someone he knew say. Undeniably, one of the catchiest songs on the album, its tempo is incredibly, incredibly bouncy, rather reflective of the effervescence of champagne itself. Toyko (Vampires & Wolves)is another song that projects a sparkle, and is the most electronic song on the album. In some regard it seems out of place within the album, however juxtaposed between Our Perfect Disease and Jump Into The Fog, the song sits comfortably within the album.
Jump Into The Fog is another contagious song, on a similar level to Schumacher the Champagne but with a more sordid aspect. Valentine has an amazing pre-chorus, ‘all she ever wanted was a little direction/all she ever needed was a friend’, but you have to wait until the second verse when the bass, and drums are more involved before it piques interest.
Overall, This Modern Glitch is a thoroughly congenial album, ensnaring one from Our Perfect Disease and relinquishing one with its gentler Valentine finale. I gave this 4/5 stars.
This week’s ‘Cheap eat of the week’ is not a culinary delight (for most) but a student staple. Dedicated to all Yarra House residence, this week’s choice is Goon and Mi gorengnoodles.
The goon sacks are usually removed from the carton and the bladders are carted around, filling up cups and bottles or drinking it straight from the pour. A five litre ‘fruity lexia’ is enjoyed at all occasions and pairs well with Mi goreng noodles.
As far back as I could remember the more traditional version were Maggi’s 2-minute noodles. But the more sophisticated Mi goreng noodles has become a popular favourite and offers an oriental twist.
Although the pack instructs the noodles to be cooked in the microwave or on the hob for 2 minutes, often Mi goreng is flavoured with sachets and soaked in boiling water until cool enough to eat.
Now if you’re feeling really adventurous you might like to try a splash of sweet chilly sauce and a teaspoon of crushed garlic if you’re craving that gourmet edge.
The Spice Market is extremely over the top with private booths that you can hire out for a mere $600+ …. or you could do the Average-Joe thing and enjoy the extravagant couches and lounges or the dance floor. A variety of drinks, cocktails and food available from the spice market makes it an enjoyable experience, however, it is more of a sit down, get sloshed scenario, than a good old fashioned dance.
Families are supposed to love, support and generally care for one another. I am slowly beginning to realise how very lucky I have been to grown up with this idea- it’s a sign that I had a fairly good, happy family life. However not everyone is so lucky. Some people have truly atrocious families. Today I think I visited one of the saddest ever sections of a court: The Family Violence Court. A place full of sobbing mothers, wives, girlfriends and broken families. A place full of fear and guilt. Of alcoholics and abusive people. It seems to me the hardest and most terrible thing that could happen in life is to have such a broken family. To suffer such abuse. As a mother, I applaud all those who stand up for their rights, and the rights of their children. I am also quite proud of the legal system. It is not as bad as people tend to think. In Australia we really are lucky their are teams of people out there who do care and are there to help when you need them.
1. Eating a bag full of marshmallows is not advisable
2. I recommend buying a good quality umbrella instead of cheap K-Mart ones the break and blow inside out the moment you try to use them.
3. Don’t touch the bottom of a pot that has just come off the stove.
4. Floss! (As in brush, rinse and floss!)
I could start a campaign right now actually. It could be like Slip, Slop, Slap! Only about dental hygiene instead of being sun smart. I could even make up some of those ridiculous ads that no one pays attention to, and be sponsored to promote Colgate. Or maybe not.
5. Don’t read blogs that are about blogging because they are ridiculously boring.
And now for some DO’S!
6. Go to “Crunch” for breakfast.
If you like organic food I seriously recommend Crunch, a small café on Thornbury, High St. It doesn’t matter if you can be bothered going out in the morning or not as the breakfast menu is available until 2:30 (just for lazy or hung over people!). Here is a photo:
P.S The coffee is gooood…
And as I feel as if I’m failing as blogger here is a little deep and meaningful something so here is a really cool saying:
The Emerald Peacock is slightly intimidating as a student, as people are frequently rejected on the basis of their dress. In this case ‘more is better’, your casual after hour drink outfit will not do. However, once inside the decor is stunning, the drinks delicious and the waiters absolutely pompous. Unless your used to the high class hoity-toity bullshit this ‘lounge’ is not the place for you. If you like beautiful suroundings delicious over priced drinks and the feeling of being superior, come on down.
Rooftop Bar & Cinema is a beautiful setting for a summer night located on Level 6, 252 Swanston Street. The setting is reminiscent of a quirky beer garden with fake grass overlooking the city. With a beautiful view during the night, it is a perfect place to lounge around having a lazy few drinks with casual friends. The crowd on a Friday night is generally the after work crew mixed in with a few youthful faces.
When the cinema is set up it’s best to be an early bird as seats fill up fast, however, it’s three times better then the drive in cinemas. So grab a deckchair and a few beers, and enjoy the beautiful view that rooftop bar provides!
You know what really annoys me? My complete lack of co-ordination.
A lot of people say, “Oh, I’m so clumsy!” when they accidentally trip over something or when they drop a pen.
That is NOT clumsy. That is normal.
Here is an example of genuine clumsiness. Last Wednesday I walked into a letterbox. Last Tuesday I tripped up a step and broke my sandals. I had to sticky tape them back together (because I can hardly walk home with only one shoe, can I?) and then when I was walking to pick up my daughter, the sticky tape came off leaving me having to then walk around with only one shoe on anyway. Also, whilst trying to open up her pram, that I have had for about a year now, I could not do it and had to get the childcare receptionist to do it for me. Today I tripped over three times on the way to Uni, on one of those occasions sending a pile of small rocks flying into some other students.
I am a truly gifted at dropping, tripping and breaking things.
I once tripped over whilst holding my friends iPod. Although I was at least three metres away from the toilets, nevertheless it went sailing through the air and landed with a plop! directly in the toilet.
See? It takes real talent to make as many mistakes as I do.
When I was ten I dropped a butcher knife on my toe, and accidentally cut my sister’s heel with hedge clippers.
The only thing that gives me comfort is that talent like mine will not die out when I do. My daughter has inherited it.
She tripped over the other day and now has a little bruised eye. She also throws things off the bed and eats nappy rash cream, crying when she realises the taste is not so great.
So to all you lucky normal people out there. Until you almost kill yourself by tripping on the sidewalk and send yourself plummeting onto a busy highway you are not really that clumsy.
Today’s post is going to be simple and straight to the point. The title of “The Best Ever Poem” goes to Andrew Marvel’s “To His Coy Mistress”.
I would like to add this poem and others by Andrew Marvel, to my recommended reading list.
Here is an example of the greatness that is Andrew Marvel.
To His Coy Mistress
Had we but World enough, and Time, This coyness Lady were no crime. We would sit down, and think which way To walk, and pass our long Loves Day. Thou by the Indian Ganges side Should’st Rubies find: I by the tide Of Humber would complain. I would Love you ten years before the Flood: And you should if you please refuse Till the conversion of the Jews. My vegetable love should grow Vaster than Empires, and more slow. An hundred years should grow to praise Thine Eyes, and on thy Forehead Gaze. Two hundred to adore each Breast: But thirty thousand to the rest. An Age at least to every part, And the last Age should show your Heart. For Lady you deserve this State; Nor would I love at lower rate. But at my back I alwaies hear Times winged Charriot hurrying near: And yonder all before us lye Desarts of vast Eternity. Thy Beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble Vault, shall sound My echoing Song: then Worms shall try That long preserv’d Virginity: And you quaint Honour turns to dust; And into ashes all my Lust. The grave’s a fine and private place, But none I think do there embrace. Now therefore, while the youthful hew Sits on thy skin like morning [dew], And while thy willing Soul transpires At every pore with instant Fires, Now let us sport us while we may; And now, like am’rous birds of prey, Rather at once our Time devour, Than languish in his slow-chapt pow’r. Let us roll all our Strength, and all Our sweetness, up into one Ball: And tear our Pleasures with rough strife, Through the Iron gates of Life. Thus, though we cannot make our Sun Stand still, yet we will make him run.
It’s Thursday, and so I thought I’d introduce myself. I’m Talana, and my posts will focus on writing. Each Thursday, known as Tall Tale Thursdays, I’ll be posting a short piece of writing, writing tips, and anything else related. Without further ado, let’s begin!
Section 8 fully embraces the Melbourne culture, located at 27-29 Tattersalls Lane Melbourne VIC 3000, just a short walk from Flinders Street station you will stumble across a bar that you will hardly believe actually exists. Section 8 has a student vibe to it, the walls are graffitied and grungy, the area itself is an old carpark and two shipping containers make the mock ‘bar’ where the liquor is served. Seating comes as packing crates which just adds to the environment. Section 8 is a cool, quirky and tiny bar which is a must vivsit. It’s a perfect little retreat for pre drinks before a big night out or just a relaxed few with close friends, the environment is a huge buzz and it tends to attract a younger crowd and the occasional after work drink group! enjoy and check it out!
That’s right, a book addict. Or you may prefer to just think of me as a collector, although the term “collector” puts one in mind of expensive art work. You know the kind you travel all around the world to bid for. The kind that looks like something I would have done at pre-school but it sells in the thousands because it’s abstract. But that’s another topic entirely.
“Well," said Pooh, "what I like best," and then he had to stop and think. Because although Eating Honey was a very good thing to do, there was a moment just before you began to eat it which was better than when you were, but he didn’t know what it was called.”—A.A. Milne
Out of the thousands who are known, or who want to be known as poets, maybe one or two are genuine and the rest are fakes, hanging around the sacred precincts trying to look like the real thing. Needless to say I am one of the fakes, and this is my story.
So, we have all gotten through the dreaded Monday, struggled through Tuesday and finally, finally made it to Wednesday, other wise known as Hump Day. The glorious day where it’s nearly the weekend, the day to start staring out the window during class and fantasise about what you’re going to do for this weekend.
Well, I am hoping these posts will eliminate the thought process and give you cool places to visit each weekend!
What would you attempt if you knew you could not fail?
The answers received were interesting. With the exception of an eccentric few, all the answers were money orientated, including mine.
Does this mean we are completely and utterly obsessed with material goods? Are we driven purely by desire and greed for money? Is that our sole reason for getting up on a Monday morning (something that’s hard at the best of times)?
I thought I’d dig a little deeper into the answers I received.
Welcome to Notes, Pens, Brushes; a community blog by arts students and anyone interested in the arts.
I’m Celeste Kellie and am currently undertaking a Bachelor of Writing and Publishing at NMIT. A well travelled ‘foodie’, I’ll be heading out each week and finding a cheap eat (under $10) somewhere around Melbourne and blogging about it here on our site.
Know just the place I should go? Message me…the weirder and wacker the suggestion the better…Let’s give Bear Grylls a run for his money!