tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9081617929458479362012-02-02T08:20:58.686+11:00quite possibly the epitome of the monster that has morphed from amateur web publishing...Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.comBlogger431100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-27451346845504270442010-09-15T00:48:00.000+10:002010-09-15T00:48:16.001+10:00

yes, Mark Zukerberg does suck, but so do you So, you want to have your farmville and super-poke too, and all without even the trace of a smirk from the lil whipper snapper responsible as he logs on to the pleasing sight of his (net)bank account? Yep, I know, I hate the smug little bastard as well...Bloody Mark Zuckerberg...he is barely old enough to drink and yet he's been hacking into the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-719761681370305592010-08-18T03:30:00.001+10:002010-08-18T05:31:23.862+10:00

It was a cheap thrill during the height of the Sex and the City hey-day, but 5-10 years later is your promiscuity is only earning you a bad reputation, whilst insisting it is empowering? Whilst once your "Cadbury's Girl" tag of gettin trashed in a gutter after imbibing a stoli (albeit, them black ones...) was endearing, people are now muttering under their breath now as they carry you over the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-64670528092500753282010-08-12T00:19:00.000+10:002010-08-12T00:19:59.653+10:00

Whilst for many, the opportunity - indeed, the encouragement - to utilise the web as a means of publishing your diary or nearest equivalent (particularly if you intern within a government agency) is a dream come true for many. For all too long people were unaware that your room's a mess, you just got all your exam results back - and with exceedingly great results to boot - and that you just

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-2771129441625620032010-07-19T21:47:00.000+10:002010-07-19T21:47:37.739+10:00

Given our current musical landscape, it is hardly surprising that the brain work is notably absent from the majority of musical compositions.. In an era of jailbait chart-toppers and the MDMA sampling culture - "Blow my whistle, bitch!" - churned out across clubs all over the world, good lyrics are hard to come by... Particularly when faced with the daunting predicament of belonging to the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-59369895869186424982010-07-03T18:14:00.002+10:002010-08-12T00:33:01.284+10:00

I've been much probed of late to reveal my thoughts about our new PM, Ms - that's right, MS, she might as well be Penny Wong - Julia Gillard, and how this how incident well invariably dictate the entire political outcome til the Armageddon (of which, Ms Gillard, is disinclined to believe in being a Satanic atheist type). Honestly, I don't think that I am lending the correct response, judging by

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-66761165575079019972010-06-16T07:43:00.002+10:002010-06-16T09:51:55.625+10:00

I have been in a crisis of augmented existence: My two worlds seemingly transposed, so that during the last 6 weeks where I have been without a home, so too, have I been without a home(page)...This posting obviously indicates a happy ending in both the virtual and real worlds... What this retracted online presence may have done for the marginal perusals i may have once accumulated, i must

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-10057336025798078242010-04-28T23:43:00.002+10:002010-07-20T11:07:16.630+10:00

Apart from Steve "Sex on Walkley legs" Cannane (whom I had the great fortune of sharing a cafe with this arvo, he likes his flat white on skim...not as wangy as soy anyways..) pictured at left,I have always been greatly disheartened, upon seeing radio presenters in the flesh for the first time. They're always uglier..or fatter than you may have envisioned from their on-air persona..there's a

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-56181125458332250552010-04-21T02:29:00.002+10:002010-04-28T23:57:14.219+10:00

In the vain hope of communicating with whomever originally stopped by for s scathing once-over, I return to the post of self-obsessed web-publishing abuser in a bizarre moment where I am not - refreshingly - obsessing over ways in which a group of year 6 girls may debate over the virtues of whaling, or hounding some self-proclaimed media expert or the like for a 4th Estate story (this, in fact

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-32536188585373268672010-03-27T01:17:00.001+11:002010-03-27T01:25:40.047+11:00

And now for yet another cutting edge revelation to be reported on involving new evidence presented concerning the  psychological/physical/sociological evils attributed to the use of facebook.  It always comes from some poxy sounding "body of research", inevitably groundbreaking and usually accredited to someone who at least sounds clever enough to boast a doctorate and a lot of time on their

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-28826902298767270982010-03-16T09:01:00.003+11:002010-06-20T12:08:45.481+10:00

Cryogenic freezing was once only an honour to be bestowed upon our favourite anti-semitic and slightly delusional cartoonist, Walt Disney... ..And even then, it was only one of those long-term urban myths, but why dream about it when we have the technology to do it?? So why not apply such God playing modern miracles towards all these poor, haggard and washed-out musos, whose hay-day pre-dates

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-76517624039853181882010-03-10T18:24:00.000+11:002010-03-10T18:24:40.230+11:00

So...it was definitely one of the greater disappointments in my life when - after a mighty manhandling effort  to boost my arse over the barricades to ensure the closest look possible - I saw a band for whom I have been passionate about since the tender age of ten, The Smashing Pumpkins...at a festival which I do not wish to inadvertently promote, but starts with V... Disappointing..How so, Mig

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-33822774371778801102010-03-01T22:52:00.002+11:002010-03-01T23:40:12.164+11:00

I have always been wary of that spindly limbed, elastic Gumby-like physique projected onto Peter Garrett, and not just cos of his shithouse dancing - which, incidentally resembled "The Monkey" on crack, but cos he's highly questionable..And this creepy, sinister shadow was cast even BEFORE he sold his tree-huggin soul out to the Federal government, embraced by some indulgent, bullshit ministerial

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-58999365472243089582010-03-01T19:50:00.008+11:002010-03-02T00:19:16.709+11:00

Come on kids...I gotta ship three loads of them new ipads we started demandin' of ya, what do ya reckon, ipods, ibooks, they're all gunna get smaller, and so will you... Ahh such a life, ordered into an early retirement at the grand old age of ten due to an extension in those nimble little Chinese fingers... But dang, I mean, it's no picnic being Steve Jobs, now is it?? Sure, sure he's loaded

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-14243915029686437932010-02-24T02:15:00.003+11:002010-02-24T15:10:48.626+11:00

It seems that because I have a set of (genuine) tits, I am therefore required to take a hardcore on-air stance come International Women's Day - May 8, and NOT as I mistakenly babbled at 5:59pm this arvo, next Monday.  I must take the chair habitually occupied by everyone's favourite ranga and music trivia host, Al Erskine, whilst trawling over the likes of websites which advocate the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-74619226154553145762010-02-17T20:43:00.001+11:002010-02-17T20:44:38.490+11:00

And not in a sexy, budgie smuggling frolicker, tank-driving Opposition Leader kind of a way, either... ...more like, she wants his ass for dead... It was the perfect set-up, he was even there to discuss road safety and then dang, too bad about that narrow escape.. In fact, the smug bastard used it as a political ploy expressing his concern over the very road which nearly saw his car

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-38985480634033673962010-02-10T00:58:00.002+11:002010-02-17T01:30:00.722+11:00

 Yep, you know it...I am being hell crass and self-indulgent, (yes, ONCE AGAIN, but hey: such is the nature of blogging generally, yeah..?) but am shamelessly parading my audio wares.. As per my show - TUESDAY OVERDRIVE - I am required to provide regular weekly content by way of segments and such.. So here is a glimpse at what shall be declared "regular" by the week 4.30pm: POBJIE'S PISSED:

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-90774125612467661402010-02-09T00:04:00.000+11:002010-02-17T01:23:13.090+11:00

Syphilis, street parties, new spaces and new segments This week on Tuesday Overdrive, the show's title will prove rather apt.with the new year well into the swing of it, all segments are resembling Metamucil-induced regularity... 4.30pm will see me facing off with the Pobs about his latest Podcast episode, Gather Around Me, featuring Cam "Sexenheimer" Smith, as they manage to leave Tony

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-10075404213396748612010-02-03T18:14:00.004+11:002010-02-17T03:51:26.054+11:00

I always just pictured some sickly alabaster medic presenting the next project to that uber-chic, cutting edge - practically arthouse - ad agency... "Now," he says, "it's not an easy one, but we need to make genital herpes sexy...make that quarter of the population feel a little less...well...ostracised like lepers, I guess..." Well, that's what I envision every time I see a flourid display of

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-20342173875401797822010-02-03T12:44:00.005+11:002010-02-08T09:57:14.029+11:00

They especially aren't worth hearing if they are as determined as this young whipper snapper, like so many other young and socially deprived pubescents with a knack for robotic like communications. Kind of along the lines of Stephen Hawking (but who could argue, the guy is damn smart...he managed to summarise the history of time AND used his subsequent fame to seduce his nurse... how

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-49912041345769750612010-02-03T02:37:00.003+11:002010-02-08T12:42:25.284+11:00

Music festivals Summer hosts a mutlitude of them and I know everyone goes, and most people try and relay enthusiastic reviews to all and sundry, trying to drive them to envy you and admire how cool and rock you are.. But isn't there just like this small, tiny part of you that is just over being one of the great mass of swarming, sweaty human beings; all of whose excretions leave a

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-23916879925082044002010-01-29T21:47:00.002+11:002010-02-17T01:23:13.094+11:00

So, we are all aware of the culture inherent to Australia Day, much akin to that of Cup Day, basically requiring all patriotic participants to get inebriated and carnivorous, quite often, to the background sounds (and betting pool) of the hottest 100... And, as predictable as this countdown may have become of late, it hardly takes it quite so far as the all important #1 was leaked onto an ABC

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-85203646477689205652010-01-25T19:27:00.002+11:002010-02-17T01:23:13.096+11:00

Perhaps it's a ploy to scare Tony Abbott.. No wonder this blessed little cherub is going to extremes in demonstrating her political disdain towards KRudd: by picking her nose she is probably making her own solid attempt to scrummage up some Haitian aid whilst our PM is hot on the publicity trail alongside ex-play schoolie, Rhys Muldoon, co-author of literal nightmare, Jasper and Abby and the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-73287836172501977362010-01-18T21:50:00.000+11:002010-02-03T22:19:09.655+11:00

Yep, I held the utmost in journalistic honour and prestige recently, when granted an interview spot with the one and only ocker icon that is BARRY CROCKER!! Gracing my Overdrive show slot usually reserved for the likes of (the rather bludgey) Ben Pobjie last Tuesday at 4.30, was the self-dubbed, "Last of the Entertainers" (incidentally the name of the show he was there to plug in the first place)

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-32772166719904496572010-01-11T16:38:00.004+11:002010-02-03T22:19:09.656+11:00

The Wire is: (clockwise from back) Michael Edwards, Matt Lane Shevonne Hunt (Producer), Justin Ellis, Marcus Coombs, Mig Caldwell, Paige Nguyen, Mark Robinson (Talks Producer) THE NEW MEDIA ROUND Stories that I've produced throughout 2009 - for 2ser's national talks programming The Wire and 4th Estate - have officially inaugurated me into the Twitterati...thank god I was around to cover

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-38609224106081883752010-01-11T04:23:00.004+11:002010-02-03T22:15:35.619+11:00

from Days Like This Festival, January 10, 2010

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-64423225841792082762010-01-08T04:08:00.044+11:002010-02-03T22:19:09.660+11:00

YACHT: Not as in pleasure cruiser, but an acronym: Young Americans Challenging High Technology toured Australia recently off the back of the mystical 2009 album release See Mystery Lights      On any given night in Marfa, Texas, on a long and desolate stretch of highway one can sight a phenomenon known as the Marfa Lights many are convinced is extraterrestrial... This was where YACHT

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-1276524081371119772010-01-08T01:57:00.022+11:002010-02-03T22:19:09.662+11:00

I may still be picking the dirt out of my toenails but, check it out, I got to go to the spectacular spectacle of all things arty farty, musical, zen and environmentally sustainable - yet, in a refreshingly skankier, un-concdescending, un-preachy Tim Flannery-ish approach - hosted by the glorious Glenworth Valley on the Central Coast over 3 days, concluding in the early hours of the new year...

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-23077300101995680382008-10-30T14:22:00.000+11:002010-02-03T22:19:40.987+11:00

Intellectual property rights...who even really thinks about 'em? Well, if you have a myspace, facebook or fictionpress account like most of the digital world, you ought to think twice before you post, as I learnt from this feature article...which, by the way, earned me a distinction in advanced print features...woo hoo!So, bear this in mind and don't steal anyone's stuff...it's just not nice

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-61852650362206984172008-10-26T20:47:00.000+11:002010-01-11T01:35:57.131+11:00

Cos I interviewed general manager of the Australian branch of the world's largest indie record label, Shock! That's all really...THE LOVE AFFAIR OF CLIVE HODSON’S LIFEClive Hodson, the managing director of Shock Records, has a secret, albeit, inanimate lover. For music is not just a passion or even the catalyst for a successful career to Hodson, but a lifelong romantic pursuit.Hodson has wooed

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-32343424696564243522008-09-06T00:49:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:30:22.550+11:00

Is this some sort of bizarre karma or an attempted virus (of mass destruction) a file was attached after all but this was a bit too pomo not to include... ****(actually it went on for about 2 pages, but i haven't actually published this for the sake of being reading material...for a really great story, however, you can always scroll down to learn about the awesome underworld of opera, or why

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-63863500772993295292008-09-06T00:18:00.000+10:002010-01-11T01:35:57.132+11:00

Well, it's not really, but one should always remain speculative and controversial, now read my feature!!!HIP TO B SHARP – OPERA’S GRAND CRESCENDO –An oversized hairy man stands astride the stage, his legs spread apart, arms stretched out towards the heavens. He opens his mouth to bellow out that first resonant note in an unfamiliar tongue. Not exactly a My Chemical Romance gig.While it may be

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-8457514531218087902008-09-06T00:10:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:30:22.551+11:00

The Bass ComplexIf you're a guy and you play bass guitar, then you can frankly bugger off, cos more than likely you are furtively donning a massive bass complex - i.e. musical insecurities trying to be disguised through arrogance and egotism: both personally and musically...He can never keep in tune “Your guitar needs tuning,” I might say to the lame-arse guitarist, not really aware if it was the

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-81796713761502750822008-06-19T19:25:00.000+10:002008-06-19T21:05:49.416+10:00

To all those beautiful peeps who have been anxiously awaiting a new migspace post, i am sad to say that i have (albeit momentarily) indulged my finances by getting a temp job in the middle of bloody nowhere (for Sydneysiders, I'm talkin Silverwater...to all else i'm talkin the absolute freakin boonies....woop woop etc...).But it's all good, I have just been recruited by a music recording studio

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-91721110663709815152008-05-24T18:21:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:30:22.552+11:00

So, I saw that crap-arse video clip on "Rage" in the wee hours of the morning, something along the lines of: "From Little Things, Big Things Grow"...Not only did it feature the revoltingly emphatic lefties such as Missy Higgins and my all time favourite "indie artist", John Butler...Australian music lovers alike, this is seriously uncool...Now that K. Rudd (or, as I like to call him, Krudd) is in

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-73025429084876052742008-05-23T18:24:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:28:27.460+11:00

So, I started my co-hosting gig today on 2rdj, with Mel's Music Show. Pretty exciting shizen, until you realise that some community stations are better resourced than others...Yes, that's right...me and Mel had to work with only ONE (count 'em, 1, numero uno, etc...) mike to carry through with a successful show.I did my KMH (for those not in the know, I mean Kate Miller-Heidke, but crikey, that's

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-68066170329436492102008-05-21T23:30:00.001+10:002010-01-25T19:28:27.461+11:00

...Cos I'll be on it, bitch!Nah, seriously, I was meant to start my series of "Mig the Gig Pig" episodes on 2RDJ 88.1 FM (Sydney) last Fri, but let's just say that I was not up for the Milo challenge at that particular time (hence, I am tres bad...)And, so my newest radio gig will hopefully - all extenuating circumstances prevailing - begin Friday at about 3ish. And it'll be a blink and you'll

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-60075935718575321842008-05-13T17:55:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:30:22.553+11:00

Thinking that her baby may end up a spinster, my dearest mumsy was at me last time I was up in Newcastle, to "settle down" with someone. She is aware that she won't get the grand-kiddies out of my lazy bum sister*, I am her only hope.Not wanting to fail her, I saw an email offering a chance to write a story about the Desperate and Dateless Ball (which has since been kindly refined to D&D) and

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-20826546265939816502008-05-08T19:59:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:30:22.554+11:00

Since when did amateur film comps become a corporate spectacle?Tropfest is now the blue blood of a concept that was once considered classless.But with Polson comes power comes money and so them's the brakes for any struggling film students out there with no connections. Well, this kind of thing really pissed off three artsy Newtown types, Martin, Spiros and Bill, who now dig into their own

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-42343268881496440202008-04-30T17:30:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:28:27.463+11:00

So...they made a long and crappy drawn out musical version of Gone With the Wind , although I wonder whether it was just a perfect opportunity for clever critics to use the line, "Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn about this musical..."And that's not even to mention bloody Edward Scissorhands - The Musical (the movie was stupid enough, and not worthy of Johnny Depp's good looks...)Anyways, it

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-56714918214818796532008-04-23T11:58:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:28:27.464+11:00

Yes, that's right - rejoice in the reefer, because according to some crazy kids, it's pretty much the be all and all of existence and has the potential to undo the environmental havoc we have caused over the years...From the Murray Basin to the Amazon, there's no limit to the potentials of the humble weed - from architecture to food (but not in a hash cookie type of way)I interviewed an

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-74131223129646988882008-04-22T18:07:00.001+10:002010-01-10T17:22:08.178+11:00

Well, Media Watch broke the story about the controversy embedded in the climate change capital and their cozy relationship with The Age (wow, I can't believe there's something about Melbourne that I now truly hate...)Furthering this thought, something that I have wondered about ever since last year's Splendour in the Grass festival, and the "carbon neutral" costing that is now whacked onto (

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-60992920744913089862008-04-22T17:43:00.000+10:002010-01-11T01:36:43.845+11:00

I just want to say, sorry Kim, I was so bloody hungover that day...but no excuse, it was the WORST bloody interview I've ever done, and I love these guys so much, though thankfully not as much as Cut Copy, and they're also heaps better looking than old Kim and Jules...WARNING: If ever you interview an electro-pop muso (oh sorry, "artist") don't tarnish their egos by implying that it's all just

Mig Caldwellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14401619043933263176noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-908161792945847936.post-68848535686095316202008-04-22T14:24:00.000+10:002010-01-25T19:28:27.465+11:00

After attending the extravaganza that was U23D at the overhyped IMAX theatre in tacky Darling Harbour (can you sense the resentment I was already facing..?) I was told that I'm the Bono reincarnate...Well hey, those 3D glasses are pretty cool...I wouldn't usually pay $25 to get in anywhere (the music world is nothing but capital scum, nowadays, but that's a whole new post altogether! And yet,

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