Saturday, September 26, 2009

All the Single Ladies

I'm currently involved in Buzzcuts - a critical arts reviewing program run each year by Express Media, a youth literary organisation. Aiming to build the skills, confidence and exposure of young writers, this worthy program first trains us in the art of arts reviewing in a weekend workshop, then lets us loose on the unsuspecting artists in the Melbourne Fringe Festival.

Last night I saw my first show, and I must admit... I got some pleasure out of finding two complementary tickets waiting for me at the box office. Simple things, I know. The play was situated in a tiny room on the upper floor of the North Melbourne Town Hall, with only nine audience members. I forget that you don't start by playing to a packed house. It makes me that much more nervous for the performers when they have such a tiny crowd - pressure to get a reaction is high, to avoid an overwhelming sense of awkwardness.

Anyway I won't say anymore, below is my review. It was a good show, perhaps a little under-rehearsed, but I've read good things about the comedians' past efforts, and it was opening night, so I'll give them the benefit of the doubt. Enjoy.

All Gary and Milo are looking for are some cheat codes to help them in life. When they encounter a mysterious book that claims to give them all the answers, it’s possible they may have earned themselves some bonus rounds.

Based loosely on ‘The Game’ by Neil Strauss, ‘All the Single Ladies’ follows two unlucky-in-love computer geeks on their quest to discover the art of seduction. This entertaining play is jam-packed with gaming and pop culture references, appealing to everyone’s inner nerd.

With a history of national stand-up tours and sold-out Comedy Festival shows, rising young comics Tommy Dassalo and Bart Freebairn have far more comedic experience under their belts than their ages would suggest. The pair are relaxed and confident on stage, bringing their characters to life so believably that you get the sense this world is not altogether foreign to them.

An appearance by comedian Dave Callan as jumpsuit-clad love guru Mufasa injects extra energy into the performance, though at times leads it to a more shambolic place.

The cosy Rehearsal Room at the North Melbourne Town Hall provides an intimate setting for the hour-long show. Though the sets are minimal, use of props and audiovisuals successfully bolsters the gags. The dialogue is witty, however at some points didn’t quite hit the mark, proving to be a little too nonsensical to draw laughs from the small audience.

With references to Pokemon, Nintendo DS and online chat forums, the show is aimed squarely at a younger crowd. Gen Xs will particularly appreciate the use of old-style Nintendo sound effects, which evoked a misty-eyed nostalgia for my companion and I.

Despite some opening night technical hiccups, ‘All the Single Ladies’ is an entertaining journey into the world of male self-help and the internet, and is guaranteed to make you LOL.

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

it's the music that makes us

In my car today, I pulled out an old mix CD, made last summer with the vision of long road trips backed by an inspiring soundtrack. The road trips didn't happen unfortunately, though it did still get a thorough workout around the streets of Melbourne.

It's been a while since I've had a listen, but today I've re-fallen in love with these cheery tunes. The sun was shining through the car windows, warming my stockinged legs, I was heading home from an enjoyable day of sub-editing work (via a quick shopping stop on Chapel St), and I hummed and tapped along to these whimsical tracks.

There is nothing new featured. Nothing electronic. Nothing dancey. There is lots of acoustic. Lots of pretty voices. Lots of imagery.

Hopefully this summer it will fulfill its ultimate purpose and accompany me on a long, windy drive along Australia's east coast. I'll keep you posted.

Enjoy.

1. 66 - Afghan Whigs
2. Someone's Daughter - Beth Orton
3. Burning - The Whitest Boy Alive
4. She Moves in Her Own Way - the Kooks
5. Kanske Ar Jag Kar I Dig - Jens Lekman
6. He Keeps Me Alive - Sally Shapiro
7. Pot Kettle Black - Tilly & the Wall
8. I Don't Do Crowds - Camera Obscura
9. Naive - the Kooks
10. You Are What You Love - Jenny Lewis & the Watson Twins
11. Hugging My Grudge - The Boy Least Likely To
12. Lloyd, I'm Ready to be Heartbroken - Camera Obscura
13. I Summon You - Spoon
14. Sweet Summer's Night on Hammer Hill - Jens Lekman
15. Strangers - The Kinks
16. Pictures of Houses - Tilly & the Wall
17. Felt Tip - Love is All
18. Close Call - Rilo Kiley
19. Rainbowarriors - CocoRosie
20. New Year's Kiss - Casiotone for the Painfully Alone
21. Sea of Love - Cat Power

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Inglourious Basterds

If you haven't already, do yourself a favour and go see Inglourious Basterds.

As with any other movie receiving rave reviews, I was wary, and prepared to be disappointed. A cynical view perhaps, but from past history, a valid one. However, in this case, I think the praise from reviewers and adoring fans was justified.

The central theme of the revenge film - killing Nazis - automatically earns brownie points. Add to that brilliant direction from Quentin Tarantino, an intense yet consistently entertaining script and a talented (and decidely attractive) cast - you've got yourself a quality flick.

And the horrifying, stomach-turning violence that I'd been warned about was somewhat of an exaggeration. Okay, sure, I may have covered my eyes at one or two points in the viewing (one word: scalping), but there was definitely peeking through fingers. If anything, the sheer extent of the death and destruction became quite comical. Why kill off one person when you can slay every character in the scene in a high-speed, messy bloodbath?

Despite running at about 2.5 hours, Inglourious Basterds managed to hold my attention throughout, and the time flew past. Fact and fiction are mixed flawlessly to create a riveting, gory cinematic feast.

All in all - a satisfying, engrossing, tense yet playful WWII representation. A+.

Monday, September 7, 2009

in bloom

Spring and florals. Not exactly rocket science, I realise. But on a walk today, cherry blossoms lined the walking trail, and my neighbour's garden was a virtual field of pretty pastels. It put a spring in my step (no pun intended) and inspired me to document some of the flowery goodness fashion has to offer.








It's getting heated

There's nothing that can make you feel dreary and lacklustre during a drizzly Melbourne winter quite like being bombarded with other people's travel photos from a European summer. Each day I'm faced with album after album named 'Europe 2009', 'Rome-ing', 'Euro Trip!' and 'IOS BABY!!' One sympathetic person even chose the title 'Our European Tan'. It's gotten to the point that logging into Facebook requires a mental debriefing, assuring myself that summer is coming, the fake tan bottle is still sitting in my cupboard, and porcelain skin is in fashion again anyway...isn't it? Because that's what my skin is - porcelain. Not pasty. Not wan. Not washed out... Just humour me on this.

The deep, coffee tan and warm, relaxed glow of my travelling peers has certainly sparked jealousy, and a sudden desire to drop everything, jump on a plane and jet set over to the Greek Islands. But as the weather warms up, and the we're teased by sporadic periods of sunshine, Melbourne's overall mood appears to be on the up. Who needs to lie on a beach in San Sebastian when we have our very own stretch of sand right here in Mordialloc? So you're sipping espresso in Paris. Big deal, I'm doing the same thing in Fitzroy. And that gelati from Florence - does it really compare to what Trampoline has on offer? Sure, Europe is amazing. Sure, I wouldn't say no to a quick sojourn around the Croatian coast. But there's no denying that Melbourne in spring is a great place to be. As the rain clouds disperse and the winds lose their icy chill, the streets fill with people, the Earl Grey's are replaced by James Boag's and a sense of anticipation permeates the air. Spring is here. Now all I'm hanging out for is that first Sunday session in the sun, and maybe even the beginning of 'My Melbourne Tan'.

TST - Speaking Zaans

Check out the recently released video clip for Melbourne indie band TST's track, Speaking Zaans.

Good stuff.