Two turntables and a microphone

I've got this idea for a show.

It would be a drag cabaret show. I even have a potential host.

The two drag queens would play sisters - the Idas of Marchmont. They're two snooty Roman Catholic 'women' with a murderous streak and penchant for musicals.

Think every evil-character's theme from every musical: Mrs Lovett having a little priest, Cruella de Vil, Lucy Harris bringing on the men. Then add in the madness of Brideshead - arch plots to control the men in the audience, fey sons, messed up daughters, absent husbands... it would all be madness.

I've even managed to get a hostess for the night: Cruella de Rohan.

Turns out not everyone wants to f**k you like an animal...

I'm not a fan of the RIAA or the MPAA or any of those fan-hating, moneygrubbing organisations whose sole existence seems to be to hunt down anyone and everyone to squeeze them for every penny.

So imagine my delight at reading this. It's actually something of interest that every muso who thinks that they must let the industry dictate how they distribute their tunes should read. Oh, and it may mean the occasional artist may get a little less precious about their intellectual property - hear that, Prince?

i want it right now

A few videos:

1) This came across via an old friend's Facebook wall. Something about Serge Gainsbourg that reminds me that I have to stop causing so much trouble in my own bedroom:



Aw. Remember when Whitney was wholesome and naive? Apparently it wasn't Bobby that ruined her - we can always blame the French.

2) I heard Armand van Helden's I Want your Soul for the first time at Sleaze Ball, hanging out with a couple of guys who are fast becoming close friends of mine. The track stuck in my head, and I've been trying to work out what it is - it took a trip to the Colombian to find out, typically.

Anyway, all this is to say that I've found the video clip of Siedah Garrett's Do You Want it Right Now - the song that AVH samples in IWYS:

Gimme Less/Tears of an Uptight Clown

A couple of random weeks have come to a close, so I'd thought I'd try to make sense of them through the power of pop culture.

I've been feeling very lazy lately.
My university assignments are getting done at the last minute, my personal filing system (usually immaculate) is all over the place, my stuff in storage is probably growing an extra leg from the mould growing inside. In other words, it's not pretty. So I've decided to take the advice of one Ms Tyra Banks:



A friend turned around to me at a party a few weeks ago and asked why I don't smile any more.



At the time, I had a very bad case of some virus and it was a struggle to just be at this event, let alone giggle away all the time. I didn't want to say anything about it, but the comment did get under my skin.
I guess it comes down to me taking myself a little too seriously lately. It's time to allow me to laugh at myself. Weird to admit it, though.

I'm not sure that I'm ready for a relationship, but I'm really sick of meeting idiots.
I guess it would be the feeling that Amy Winehouse would have if she woke up to her husband's drug spiral. Or Kate Moss.



Thank fuck I'm not in love, though.



Maybe I need to hang out at some more (even just slightly more) intelligent parties or something. And stay away from London. (I think that advice is equally valid for Mr Doherty, FYI.)

On a vaguely related note, I could be off on a weird tangent here, but don't you think that it's pretty much a given that the Moss/Doherty and Winehouse/Fielder-Civil relationships will only end with the (fatal) overdose of one of the partners?

Morbid thought, though.

Right, I'm off to laugh at the sorry state of my poor fridge.

[Perez Hilton: We Just Can't Get Enough]
[Able & Baker: Run on Fun]
[Mollygood: Drinkin' and Snortin' and Fightin']
[Best Week Ever: ICYMI: Pete Doherty & Kate Moss Still Video Documenting their Mutual Love of Drugs]

Hangover Sunday

Somehow, half of sydney decided to go out last night. It was so mad, I managed to walk from the Barracks to Taylor Square on Oxford st (a distance of a good 500m) faster than the cars next to me.

Anyway, a big result of this is that I have a tequila hangover and am not capable of offering more than some random quips this week.

Anyway, I caught up with a friend of mine at Slide. He was there for the birthday party for a guy I went out with I think on one date, and I can't remember exactly, but he didn't call me back or something, so I thought he was a prick, then he gave me this huge apology a month ago at the Green Park, but I digress. So this friend, J, (aka. not the not-quite-prick birthday boy) has been having this on-off thing with one of those morons who is always chasing after him with flattering text messages. In typical style, the guy never follows through by meeting with him. Anyway, J's confused and hurt by the whole thing, so we just agreed to get drunk. Then he picked up, and I ended up having tequila slams with La Skankalita, his sister and some random ginger.

So, Lily Allen. I'm a big fan of Lily - so are the GFY girls incidentally (like here and here). But I'd never seen the film clip for Smile until this morning. It's fabulous - great for those 'i've just been dumped by you and you're a total prick so i should totally get my friends to trash your life the way you've trashed mine' moments. Check it out:



Oh, and if all else fails - you could just play a game of faceball.

[Barseed: Slide]
[Gofugyourself:Well Played: Lily Allen]
[Gofugyourself:Well Played: Lily Allen]
[Lily Allen]
[Faceball]

Those disconap boys, I think they're on to something...

I've said it once, I'll say it a million times. Bless her highness, Roisin. She's back, and sexier than ever.

She's beautiful, sings like an angel and I dare anyone having sex to The Time is Now not to be getting it on in the right way.

Well, unless you're having hard and fast sex that involves whips and blood. That's what Pure Pleasure Seeker and Indigo are for. Anyway, here's the clip.

BTW, I had a rather unfortunate incident in LA where people proclaimed not to know who Moloko were. This is WRONG, people.

UPDATE: I only just noticed the Roisin Overpowered Remixed myspace page. I officially love the Loose Cannons mix.

[Disconap: Oh God. Oh God. Oh God.]
[Roisin Murphy on MySpace]
[Roisin Remixed on MySpace]

here i thought brothers and sisters was getting too much SD-6 action

WARNING: Spoilers ahead (this is for Lady M)

OK, so four days into SF and i've barely had a chance to experience this city. That said, I've caught up with a lot of TV watching, meaning I've gotten very confused with the shows that run however many weeks ahead here. For example:

• Eva Longoria is engaged to the watersports senator from Sex and the City
• Evil Francie from Alias is Madison from Grey's Anatomy's best friend
• The bastard daughter in Brothers & Sisters is committing adultery with one of her half-brothers-in-law
• OH, and I just watched Tyra Banks freak out at the sight of furry animals on her chat show - to the point where she knocked over half her set.

I forgot how weird this country is. Oh, and the one night I did go out:

• I got serenaded by a wannabe opera singer. Cute, but not as cute as
• The filmmaker I met in the smoking room of the bar
• or the Dutch travellers and their pseudo-boyfriends at Badlands

More later...

what a beautiful photoshoot - what a shame the model is a whore...

I'm growing to really love Disconap. They're always introducing me to some fantastic new acts.

As anyone who knows me will tell you, Saturday morning is sacred to me - I spend it reading the paper (just heading out to pick it up right now, actually), attempt the cryptic crossword and flicking through various blogs and websites - places like QueerPenguin, Dr McNinja, Able and Baker, GoFugYourself, Queerty (gotta love those Morning Goods), Same Same (hi Christian!), Threadbared, SocialiteLife, The Huffington Post, Dlist, Gay.com (did you know they actually have good interviews once in a while? Well, I do now!) and countless others. Some are necessary reading, others when I'm in the mood. I think Disconap has now definitely has got its 'necessary' box ticked.

And every so often, they come up with something so funny, I have to share it somehow - like the Sports Illustrated combined Swimsuit & Music edition. I mean, as if I would ever look at SI - I'd have to be introduced to it by some straight guy, or at least a music website (yes, that sounded strange to me, too).

Aaaaannnnyyywayyyy, one of the genius moments that they had was getting the kids from Panic! At the Disco to do a shoot with a model in a swimsuit. (Did I mention that I learnt about P!ATD from The St James Version - another Saturday morning favourite?) As every one of the two blog entries I've read about this has mentioned, there's just way too much stage makeup on those boys - great for Julie Henderson, I guess, cos she looks absolutely hot compared to those wannabe-pansy-queers. I mean, check out the eyebrows on Brendon Urie (I've just learnt that the kids call him 'Bden' - so cute! And lame too!).

On a VAGUELY related note, I still don't understand that 'Sins not Tragedies' song. I mean, what constitutes a 'sense of poise and rationality'? Maybe I've misheard it and it's actually a sense of poison rationality - in which case, does this mean that it's some form of 'rationality' that poisons the mind, or is it actually Poison rationality, which makes you sometimes wish to God you didn't know now the things you didn't know then?

Ok, enough of the P!ATD bashing - my internal homophobia can now return to its cage having mauled its target of the week.

So, like, yeah, I will definitely read DN more often.

It Came from WTF [DN]
Swimsuits! at the Disco aka Why Is Ryan Ross Not In Briefs? [So More Scene]

a bit of the new...

ok, so i've been listening to different musicians lately. some of the musicians i've been listening to recently:

1. Augie March - Loving the new album!
2. Hot Chip. Over and Over has been stuck in my head for ages, and listening to them has also introduced me to:
3. Amy Winehouse. That Dinah Washington thing with her voice is amazing - and the Hot Chip remix of Rehab rocks.
4. Mika - you gotta love, love him.
5. Lily Allen. She's foul mouthed and pretends to not not be middle class - too many similarities there...
6. The Gossip. Ok, so Beth Ditto got voted rock person of the year or whatever, and that's how i found out about them, but there's just something about that band...

Anyway, that's enough. I have to be... somewhere else.

hey, i think you may have forgotten missy elliott and queen latifah...

Ever had one of those days where you feel really down, like God's not looking after you?

Maybe it's because you've been listening to Gay Bands!

PS. I never knew George Michael was Texan! Or that John Mayer is gay - well, at least that explains Jessica Simpson...