Yesterday witnessed Sir Frederick and Admiral ShareAll attending a live Hip-Hop concert here in colonial capital Melbourne. Three ‘crews’ were performing (sequentially). Diafrix (who were first) were everything that Hip-Hop should be – Old-Schoole, joyous, funky and semi-autobiographical. See Sir Frederick or Admiral ShareAll for information for thier next show. Combat Wombat (who were in […]
Lettres
Wherein the Author reflects upon certain topical & personal issues of the Day.
The archive for October, 2005
The following lettres were posted during this month:
Dinosauric Rarrrr
Posted upon the 15th of October, 2005
How come, every single time, ever ever ever ever ever, an anarchist is mentioned in the media or an article or something, they’re called a “self-proclaimed” anarchist? Do they refuse to believe the concept exists? Is there a secret enterance exam? Anyhoo, saw hiphop today. Report on that later.
One o’Clock Moral Judgements
Posted upon the 11th of October, 2005
You know what happens when you assume. You end up with assumptions. And that’s punishment enough.
A snatch of song, published in the paper – is this a dream?
Posted upon the 11th of October, 2005
Two lovers kissing amongst the scream of midnight Two lovers missing the tranquility of solitude Getting a cab and travelling on buses Reading the graffiti about slashed seat affairs That’s Entertainment.
Attend your Wireless Telegraph!
Posted upon the 6th of October, 2005
Today’s Sir Frederick Chook’s Highly Enjoyable Wireless Entertainment Hours shall be something special! A two hour history of punk in the Real World (Punk in Sir Frederick’s version of reality to follow at a latter date). From Velvet Underground, Patti Smith and MC5 to punk so modern it doesn’t get released ’til noon!
An Introspective Moment
Posted upon the 3rd of October, 2005
I think I might be one of those butch lesbian feminists I read so much about. They seem to be all the thing in the thing. It seems to make sense to me. I haven’t shaved my underarms in, oh, years – or my face! And I even assume the role of a man when […]