A happy-go-lucky English rambler dude goes to New Zealand for a year. Here he interfaces with some of those he left behind and details his nefarious activities. Or summat.
Recently clicked on MP3s - 7th June 2005 The Lucksmiths - Warmer Corners
Jens Lekman - When i said i wanted to be your dog
The Trashcan Sinatras - Weightlifting
Teenage Fanclub - Man Made
Laura Veirs - Carbon Glacier
The Decemberists - Picaresque
The Eels - Blinking Lights
Thursday, August 01, 2002
Depressingly since leaving NZ, and my mobile phone, behind i've come to realise just how useful the annoying little things are.
For instance, if i had a mobile phone over here Emma and I could have avoided waiting for each other on the wrong street corners for half an hour, on a rather chilly Melbourne night. (To be specific, i would have realised I was on the wrong street corner a bit sooner.)
However the train journey out to Geelong has shown up their dark side. I was attempting to take in the passing Aussie countryside, and groove to the sounds of Melbourne's finest - Nick Cave, but was constantly bothered by the crackles of text message interference. Roughly every 10 mins someone nearby would get a texty (As they're called over here) and a series of loud cracky-cracky-crack noises would go off in my headphones, completely RUINING the gentle ambience of Nick's delicate songs, er honest.
[Note to Monstar / Keyghost boffins: Are Cellphone insulated headphones a possiblity? You could sell a pair to me anyway]
