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M&Ms

M&M

Pretty much everyone you meet has an influence upon your life. Sometimes you will notice the direct consequences more than others. These two cruised up in the year 2000 and moored their boat next door, working hard as a team, partying hard as a team, making the most of every opportunity they could and having an awesome life. Inviting me to VJ while they took turns as DJ at their club nights and involving me in their design and music production certainly pushed me forward. This last new years eve I VJ’d for superstar DJ, SASHA, at Brixton Academy and couldn’t help thinking back 13 years to the first new years eve party I performed and supplied all the visuals for, thanks to these guys. I also considered trust how many important people in my life I met through them. More than that though I consider what they were actually doing at the time I knew them and this influences me even now, they were living as frugally as London would allow, investing time and energy into their future and their plan to move to Australia and start a family. I found this photo of them on Facebook the other day and see they still have an influence, look at them still working hard as a team, partying hard as a team, raising their many children in a happy and comfortable situation that they planned and achieved together and clearly still having an awesome life.

Telling it like it is, bitches!

Buddha Bubba
In future days there will be created
a wondrous libraray which holds
every part of every truth ever known..
Every living person in this coming time
may access the archive of all information,
knowledge and wisdom from the ages
freely & immediately…
…yet lazy people will flood this library
with a deluge of lies, rumours,
false belief and wishful thinking
In this chaos most people.
will be rendered completely blind…
… from touching themselves.

Tere Tere, Vana Kere (final solution to the magpie problem)

3MAGPIES

The magpie problem has been increasing of late. Other than in Barcelona Airport car park (where I counted five) I’ve been so many lone magpies it’s almost led me to restart my online magpie dating agency. Unfortunately this would exacerbate the situation exponentially with all those photos of desperate single magpies.

Worse still it was not until a few weeks ago I first encountered a real live magpie in Tallinn, before this the only evidence of Estonian magpies I had observed were the five graffiti magpies at the top of the stairs on Linnahall. Then I spotted one, flying alone down Ristiku, and the same one again the next day in the same place. As if that were not bad enough, later that night, on my way to the Tallinn Music Academy Christmas Ball, I saw this watercolour (above, duplicated & augmented) of a single magpie in the window of an art shop, just across the road from NuKu. What kind of sick, twisted mind not only paints a lone magpie but then allows it to be displayed publicly? Spreading misery and sorrow to unsuspecting passers by.

I am completely against the thought of ever having a tattoo, but these recent events have led me to consider having two magpies inked onto my left palm. This way I can always turn sorrow into a girl, if you ken what I mean. For the moment I think I might carry a picture of two magpies, see how it works out. Perhaps I should simply avoid gaming the signal and tweaking the probabilities, after all I see five magpies quite often and I don’t think I can keep so many secrets.

Shoe Event Horizon

Shoe Event HorizonTogether we crossed the canals, walked the way, immersed ourselves in sea among floating dead bees & Alexander’s armada. We played frisbee down endless shores and performed from the amphitheatre stage to an audience long dead. You were with me that crazy humid night when you crushed peanut shells on the colonial hotel floor and again weeks later when we stood in the pitlane by the big wheel as dawn broke over the west. I remember when we walked for days, hundreds of kilometres from the nearest town, baking in the dry ancient bush and tripping over termite mounds in the dark to the endless thump of the bass. We mingled at the peak of a goldmine’s spoil heap during the total eclipse of the sun, spent days on trains, hours on planes and minutes on boats. Disappeared to Reval and back, over and over through sudden & persistent snow. We had one hell of a journey, I’ll never forget you.

Glastonbloody Awful

I’m sitting here waiting on renders, instead of being a part of this year’s Glastonbury. It’s quite gutting to have all the BBC hype machine talk Glasto 24/7 and knowing that I will not be there. This seems so wrong after performing as VJ KodeK at four Glastonbury festivals in succession, and the weather will be awesome this year too.

As consolation I decided to finally add wordpress to my dormant website, see if we can’t bring all these things I do back into the wider world.