Encased in a steel cage and with people prevented from choosing their own drinks, yesterday’s Newtown Festival ceased being a true community event and became yet another “officially-sanctioned party.” It’ll never be the same again. But why should it be that way?
And now a video which is not propaganda! My photographic better half has assembled some of his fine architectural abstracts into this 9-minute journey down Enmore’s Cavendish Lane. Enjoy.
You’ll also have the chance to see this at higher resolution at an exhibition in December — but if you can’t wait until then there’s a higher quality Quicktime (54MB).
The Solstice begins with a chance pleasure. Extraordinarily fine community broadcaster FBi has just put online the audio and video of “Blackness of the Sea”, a cruisey tune from Deepchild who, as they accurately put it, is “one of Australia’s most respected producers of leftfield dance music”.
Download. Listen. Enjoy. You’ll also see my local patch, because the video was shot in Newtown in Sydney, same postcode as me here in Enmore. I can spot about 50% of the locations so far.
The photograph below was taken at the inaugural public meeting of The Society for Good Feeling. Why do they all look so unhappy?
Bonus points if you can explain to me what the organisation is actually about.
In a strange coincidence, my previous post about Australia’s intelligence services is appearing the same day we found a curious billboard here in Enmore.
People should not be afraid of their governments.
Governments should be afraid of their people.
Mind you, we’ll probably find out it’s part of an advertising campaign for beer…
In Sydney’s Inner West, the Cockroach is King. Every householder wages Continuous War against the Small Brown Beast.
We try to stick with conventional weapons — physical force, hunting, stalking, persuasion and satire. But sometimes that isn’t enough.
Australia led the diplomatic battle against chemical weapons globally. But we just love them in the kitchen. Bioallethrin, Imiprothrin, Cypermethrin, Biorespethrin — the sort of thing which, if possessed by the likes of Saddam Hussein, would trigger another Gulf War.
And so the noble and innocent mantis, our ally in the great struggle against the Small Brown Beast, makes the mistake of walking where the chemicals lie in silence. And he dies a lingering death.
Household protection for up to six months. Ultra low allergenic.